A lil bit of fever can do the same. Just this afternoon, I suddenly developed a touch of high temperature whether fahrenheit or centigrade - not sure what aggravated it. Blame it on a pyrexia of unknown origin. As usual I eschewed pharmacological treatment and started on a regime of fluids and fruits.
Certainly not high enough to cause delirium though I kinda got suspicious when guys I'd never normally go for start looking somewhat hawt. No doubt my sexual deprivation lately played a part.
Yet when Winsome Wandell walked in, I felt hot all over. Fever - I'm afire, fever yea I burn forsooth! Shivered when I caught his meltingly dark almond eyes gazing at me. Even developed a trickle of sweat that went down my back.
Still lucid enough to call for help, I immediately messaged Laidback Larry and Statuesque Sarah. After all they could help restrain me if I went a tad crazy from my fever hallucinations and propositioned poor Wandell..
Paul : Must be the fever but suddenly Wandell looks doable. Hell, I'd jump him right there on the operating table if I could.
Sarah : Dang the fever. It's causing you to see things. Stay away!
Real thankful for that cold slap of reality - as I was just this close to helping him retrieve the ringing cellphone in his pants. And I'm never that helpful.
Hell, I'm burning up!
But the immediate reply from Larry surprised me.
Larry : he's actually okay la. See, his arms are pretty big under those scrubs.
Paul : Gotta check it out when I stalk the changing rooms then.
Larry : Well maybe not underwear model type but maybe old-fashioned scuba trunks.
Paul : Not a thong guy then?
Dang. Who knew. Straight guys can still surprise me.
Fever dreams. Maybe I should reach for some paracetamol.