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But summer? Not my favorite. I loathe humidity, and there would often be many, many days where I would watch the weather report with a jaundiced eye, dreading the point where the summer temps and the percentage of humidity danced uncomfortably close to one another. 90 and 90% humidity was your lot for a couple of months a year, and living in a tenement with wiring so weak as to make having an air conditioner even if you could afford to purchase and pay for the electricity to run one an impossibility. In this negotiation, the boundary between safe and too far happened to be as thin as cotton blend briefs with a Calvin Klein waistband.Over lunch, I pitch the racier part of the shoot to Christopher. He's up for it. When the time comes, Christopher is laying in our bed, stroking himself through his underwear. The first thing I noticed was the recharging port was covered only by a little flap, this could be problematic since that flap is opened very easily and in the shower it might