'There is no way to know why the mind suddenly thinks of something that it previously had never thought of before. Sure, there were such things as triggers, but sometimes randomness is just what occurs.'
Or so Laz thought as he laid there, surrounded by his twelve beauties, each one just as naked as the next. They were all huddled into a snuggle pile on this third night of their vacation, just talking randomly or even just playing a game or such.
As for Vivi, despite he being active during the day, she slept well at night, so deeply in fact that once she passed out, it was impossible to wake her up again as Laz had tried again and again.
Kennedy explained it this way.
"It's kind of like her soul drifts when she is sleeping," she said, having spent the most time with Vivi after her and Laz had gone their separate ways.
"What do you mean drifts?"
Kennedy's face took on a rather peculiar look as she responded.
