When I was in college, I took a poetry class from a guy who looked like a hippie version of Santa Claus. He was huge, like six five or something, and about as wide as he was tall. He even had the giant white beard going. So, yeah, Santa, but with turquoise and dream catcher earrings and stuff.
Well, he was famous for taking a lot of naps. He had a few set times a day he'd be in the lounge, just napping away on this pull-out couch we had in there. From the first day I saw him napping, I felt myself wondering how warm he'd be to cuddle up with. Nothing sexual, nothing romantic, just a nice warm spot and two dudes napping.
Eventually I approached him and asked if I could sleep snuggled up to him. He thought it was... odd... but he was pretty odd too, so he said okay. We went to sleep side by side, but when we woke up, he had his arm around me and I was burrowed into his beard.
To this day that was the best nap I ever had. I ended up making a thing of it, napping with this guy every day in the department lounge for a year. He was so warm, and smelled like pot and whiskey, and it was just heavenly.
Sometimes I dream about him.
Well, he was famous for taking a lot of naps. He had a few set times a day he'd be in the lounge, just napping away on this pull-out couch we had in there. From the first day I saw him napping, I felt myself wondering how warm he'd be to cuddle up with. Nothing sexual, nothing romantic, just a nice warm spot and two dudes napping.
Eventually I approached him and asked if I could sleep snuggled up to him. He thought it was... odd... but he was pretty odd too, so he said okay. We went to sleep side by side, but when we woke up, he had his arm around me and I was burrowed into his beard.
To this day that was the best nap I ever had. I ended up making a thing of it, napping with this guy every day in the department lounge for a year. He was so warm, and smelled like pot and whiskey, and it was just heavenly.
Sometimes I dream about him.
