A new golden god?

I guess my attempt at dreaming of sunny things paid off. Last night I went to read in bed around 9:30. I woke up at midnight and again at 7, at which point I realized I was still wearing my clothes and my contacts, and there were books and papers littered around me in the bed. So I pushed them all to one side, rolled over, and went back to sleep. And between then and 10, when I finally woke up and crawled blearily out of bed, I had the most beautiful dream.

( Cut for a bit of graphic sexuality and a bit of nostalgia and just generally more than you want to know about the inner workings of my subconscious )

My Christmas Stocking

( Because memes are what the holidays are all about... or something. )