Under Blankets Day!

We go under blankets to play Naked Monster Killer.

"Are you the Monster who has been terrorizing the villagers?" I ask.

"I am that Monster," she growls. "I am misunderstood."

"Help me to understand you then."

We fuck.

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We go under blankets to play Naked War Crimes Tribunal.

"Are you the leader of the country who has exacted genocide upon the lands?" I ask.

"I am that leader," she says, using a non-descript accent (kinda Russian). "I only killed those who posed a threat."

"Explain to me how an entire race of people, including its women and its young children, could constitute a threat to you."

We fuck.

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We go under blankets to play Naked Bereaved Granddaughter Being Consoled.

"Are you the granddaughter whose grandfather has recently died?" I ask.

"I am that granddaughter," she sobs. "He was pretty awesome."

"Tell me some happy memories about him."

We fuck. (there's nothing wrong with that)

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Happy Under Blankets Day!