[Disclaimer: This post contains gratuitous nekkid-Dan shots. Viewers of a nervous disposition, or those who wish to remain attached to sanity, are advised not to proceed, for the path you take will lead to certain destruuuuction!]
Okay, the story is this: for the past few months, blogging legend and excellent friend Adrian has been using his nifty Sky+ box to tape Star Trek: Enterprise for me. Since he was in Amsterdam this week and his box (ahem) was starting to overflow with hours and hours of geeky goodness, I popped `round to this place last night to have a mighty Enterprise marathon [btw, Enterprise, despite being the worst of the Star Trek series, and the one that bought the entire 40-year franchise crashing to a halt, is still a million times better than Episode III].
Now, just a few facts in my defence, here. Firstly: Adrian's a South African. He keeps his apartment's thermostat at veldt-like levels. Let's just say the scenes on Vulcan did not require a great leap of imagination for me.
Secondly: If you've ever visited Adrian, or browsed his webcam, you know he often answers the door in various states of undress. It's not unknown for people (okay, me) to wonder what the appeal is.
Thirdly: When I chose my underwear that morning, I in no way planned to be under secret observation from the webcam that Adrian had left running in his flat, and chose extremely poorly.
Fourthly: I've been ill for a week, on holiday for three weeks before that, and I'd just eaten an entire pizza (in case you were wondering where my rock-hard abdominals had gotten to).
Fifth: To Pix, and anyone else who happened to be browsing sdc when the webcam (which is cleverely activated by movement) was operational: My apologies.
Sixth: Adrian threatened to hold the pictures in case he ever needed to bribe me. Being a Nicholls I'm extremely contrary, and will always call people's bluffs. I figure the best way to diffuse this threat is to release them myself. Don't say I didn't warn you!!!
Okay this is the first stage. The shirt was sweaty from work, I obviously hadn't bought spares, so I took it off.
Stage two- Adrian things I'm doing naughty things to myself down there. Now: T'Pol is hot, but she's not really my type.
Stage Three- the pants are off! It was at this stage that I got the fright of my life when Adrian texted me to say that the webcam was active. The pants were, needless to say, quickly replaced.




Damn. I left before the kecks came off. Should have hung around.
The whole thing just made me giggle, and continues to do so :)
Tee hee.
Tee hee hee...
The flat warmth is due the fact it faces south with lots of glass. All the heating was OFF.
I still keep thinking "oh my god my sofa"
Girls always leave before the kecks come off, Pix- the story of my life.
Ohhh tooooo funny.
That's what you get for watching that Star Trek dross. ;-)
Naked Trek is the best kind.