I was having a lovely time in the sun reading and decided to put my book down and rest. With the sheets hanging in the background due to last nights accident I was sure I'd be safe to close my eyes briefly, I mean, it only happens at night, right? I can feel something happening but i'm sure it's just sweat or maybe I'm just extra turned on from the book I'd been reading, nothing to worry about I thought. Turns out, I thought wrong. My nighttime mishaps had followed me into the day and there was no playing off this yellow flood as spilt water.