"HARDER! LUKE! HARDER!!!"
Sarah Jane moaned for Luke to do her harder. "Here, Luke. In this bit!"
Luke look at her body. She was pointing to a line but... argh! There were too many lines! "Which wrinkle?" He cried helpessly, nearly bursting into tears.
Sarah Jane grabbed his firecracker and slammed it in her mousetrap. Luke moaned... "Yes! YES! YESSS!"
Luke awoke with a start. He was sweating buckets. "Phew, it was only a dream," he reassured himself, before snuggling up to his mother who was in his bed. Naked.
