Can’t You Smell That Smell?

I forgot to wash my face before I went to bed last night and it still smells like Rome Girl.

It’s awesome. I forget about it for a while and then every so often it’s like “Oh! Pussy!”

I can only imagine what the people at the train station thought this morning when I was with her – in bed head with the scent of tasty tang coming off my cheeks.

This made me realize why she showered first thing this morning – which is something she rarely does before a long train trip.

It’s almost going to be a shame to wash up before I go to the bar tonight.