Just had a flashback to first thing this morning.   Half woke up to a raging hard on but reaslised it was probably because I needed a big piss.   Never one to waste a good moment it got dealt with becuase I could not be arsed getting up, pissing like the Corp Horse and then losing the moment.   Problem is, there isnt much difference in the muscle controlling a gallon of piss to the one dealing with a spoonful of love goo, but you have to take these chances sometimes.   smiffs living l