I show you my old stuffy I've had forever that I found stuffed in the back of my closet. I hug it tight, excited to reunite with it. It's a little dusty is all, I'll wash it. My nose starts to tickle, and run a bit. I sneeze a little here and there, nothing crazy. Slowly but surely the dust starts becoming a problem. I sneeze over and over. You, being the caring person you are, help me the entire time. You offer me tissues, fix my makeup, and stay by me while I have an intense sneezing attack. I notice you're into it, so I go along with it. I take my shirt and skirt off. I sneeze uncontrollably in my bra and panties while you continue to care for me until the attack is done. Thank you for being so sweet to me.