He fondled my hand in a car, but then didn't do anything more because, well, he knew he was going to be on the plane back to Russia. Or something like that, we kind of had the language barrier thing going.
I am happy. :)
Just got back from a weekend in Wine Country. Ate lots of good food, tasted some wine and played Codenames and One Night Ultimate Werewolf at night.…
A month and a half later, I have finally started posting old fic to AO3! :P Best of Seven I will add more whenever I'm not lazy, heh heh.
So apparently my fic site has been deleted. Don't really feel like hunting down free web hosting so I might start putting it on AO3. Is that pretty…