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    Erotic attitudes, perhaps?

    Juan rolled over and slapped the top of his blinking digital alarm clock. He resumed the fetal position grumpily, pulling the cushy white comforter up to his face to shield his eyes from the early morning sun which sought to invade his chamber of rest.

    His wife stirred next to him; he felt her roll over beneath the covers. Her warm breath grazed his face as she let out a long, sleepy sigh in his direction. Juan feigned sleep. He knew that she was looking at him, expecting him to get up and get ready for work, and that, in a few seconds, he would get a firm nudge in the diaphragm if he refused to acknowledge her stare. He kept his eyes closed, not too tight, not too loose; if she thought he had actually fallen asleep again, he might get some leeway.

    Sure enough, a moment later, he felt a knee softly invade the space just below his sternum; she knew that this would always wake him up. He kept pretending. He knew that the next one would hurt, because she knew he was awake now, but it was too early, and the sun was just to bright.

    "Juan. Juan, wake up."

    He braced himself for the nudge, but it didn't come. Slowly, he felt a leg creeping between his own two. He felt her breath on his face. A hand wrapped around his waist, and she planted a firm but gentle kiss directly on his lips.

    Juan couldn't help a smile.

    He opened his eyes, and saw his lover there, gazing expectantly at him from across the pillow. When she saw that his eyes were open, she smiled and let out an airy chuckle.

    "Get up!"

    He rolled over, groaning playfully, and clutched his pillow. It was on now. She kneed him in the back, not holding back this time.

    "Hey, take it easy!" he whined.

    "Then get up!"

    Another groan. She laughed, this time out loud, and began pushing at the small of his back; she knew there was no way she could ever move someone his size, but she was feisty, and she knew that, if pestered enough, Juan would get up eventually.
    But, for a certainty, back then,
    We loved so many, yet hated so much,
    We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...

    Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
    Whilst our laughter echoed,
    Under cerulean skies...

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    Off-topic, but the writing style reminds me of the passages in the SAT critical reading tests—especially the last part: “She laughed, this time out loud, and began pushing at the small of his back; she knew there was no way she could ever move someone his size, but she was feisty, and she knew that, if pestered enough, Juan would get up eventually.”

    I don't know why. Anyway. Although this was a cute story, do you really think it's related to erotic attitudes? I mean, I don't think one person is always going to need to be motivated to get up, while one person is always going to be the motivator. Tbh, I immediately thought that I would do something similar to what she had done—and I have, actually. But I think the roles can be reversed just as easily.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Allie View Post
    Tbh, I immediately thought that I would do something similar to what she had done—and I have, actually. But I think the roles can be reversed just as easily.
    It's interesting that you would say that, for the particular typing that I had in mind for the pair. I won't give away why just yet; I want to see some other takes. But I want to come back to this.
    But, for a certainty, back then,
    We loved so many, yet hated so much,
    We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...

    Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
    Whilst our laughter echoed,
    Under cerulean skies...

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    By the way, I'm usually the one waking up my ESI girlfriend, even though by no means in the way described above, lol
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    Quote Originally Posted by ephemeros View Post
    pretty harsh and cruel waking up.
    No, it would be cruel to wake up to nagging every morning. I'd rather be shoved out of bed than nagged.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Allie View Post
    No, it would be cruel to wake up to nagging every morning. I'd rather be shoved out of bed than nagged.
    +5 million
    But, for a certainty, back then,
    We loved so many, yet hated so much,
    We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...

    Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
    Whilst our laughter echoed,
    Under cerulean skies...

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    Quote Originally Posted by Diana View Post
    heh, someone better not wake me up the way she did. I have been known to kick and hit people when asleep because they tried waking me up.

    One time, I was probably 14-15 and travelling to a track meet with some other girls. That was a sad weekend for me. I had pulled a muscle and so missed the qualifying run for the 200y, but went to the meet anyway hoping to talk my way into the race. I imagine that was an extremely pathetic sight, my pleading, "Just let me run! Please! I'll prove it, I can beat every one of them! Just give me a chance, I'll run in the far outside lane. I'll even start after everyone else if you want. Please just let me run!" I didn't talk them into it

    Anyway, one of the girls who was there for throwing the shot-put came over to me in my sleep and touched my shoulder saying my name to wake me up. I apparently kicked her backwards and she landed on her butt. Then my sister said, "Diana!" in a reprimanding kind of way and I woke up with everyone laughing, and I had no idea what was going on.
    lol great story
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    Quote Originally Posted by ephemeros View Post
    so, i went to sleep earlier, let's say 8-9 PM, and my brother was watching a movie then he came and i don know what he wanted but he annoyed me. and, probably because what i was dreaming, i felt annoyed and constrained by my clothes and stuff, and felt a such devouring anger that i got up and start swearing or something. i wanted to hurt him but i had contradictory feelings about this, then suddenly i teared apart my shirt in little pieces, first i popped all the buttons, then i took it off and split it in half along the spine line, then the sleeves and so on.
    the shirt was made of a strong material and i wonder how was i able to break it so easy. anyway, the good part comes now, after the "crime" i felt an overwhelming feeling of guilt and pity for the shirt, and started to cry. i remember only that i started sewing it.
    the next morning i remembered the issue in the kitchen and my family was around and noticed nothing different on me, so i though i was dreaming or something, but i went and took of the shirt and it was seamlessly sewed, one could hardly see it was ever ripped!

    this happened when i was very young, somewhere between 8-12 y.o. and is some of the strangest things i experienced, considering i could not sew neither i ever experienced such immense wrath, guilt, strength and patience when awake.

    LOL that's crazy!

    I always wake up really easily. Sometimes it takes me a while to get out of bed, but once I'm up, I'm UP.
    But, for a certainty, back then,
    We loved so many, yet hated so much,
    We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...

    Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
    Whilst our laughter echoed,
    Under cerulean skies...

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    Am I the only one that finds this rather playful and endearing?
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