blushing furiously Why VB! The things you whisper… 
And yes hon, I remember the incident at Bucky’s as well. Care to read poetry to me again? bats eyes
:: glances at ** Spoke- **::: of course no slap my dear, we are all friends here, I just need to learn how to slink.
I’ve learned that if someone says something unkind about me, I must live so that no one will believe it.
So you like my whispers, huh? 
I’m tickled you remembered the library, M’dear. It just so happens that I recently purchased a collection of Kipling; care to indulge?
VB
Some people say that cats are sneaky, evil, and cruel. True, and they have many other fine qualities as well.
Whew! Thank you Roland, so very much for your help there. Much better, thanks. BTW, what is that aftershave you have on? It smells yummmy! 
You’re quite welcome for the beer, too.
Now, what shall we talk about then??
Where’d Irishman go? I thought we were going to talk about whatever came up…hehehe…
You sing in my consciousness like a counterpoint to my life.
L.L.
Whew! Thank you Roland, so very much for your help there. Much better, thanks. BTW, what is that aftershave you have on? It smells yummmy!
You’re quite welcome for the beer, too.
Now, what shall we talk about then??
Where’d Irishman go? I thought we were going to talk about whatever came up…hehehe…
You sing in my consciousness like a counterpoint to my life.
L.L.
Glad I could help. You know, you could have gone blind had I not rushed to your aid
You like my aftershave huh? I think I shall keep it a secret, at least until you wake up at my house and look in my medicine cabinet yourself
And if you keep talking like that to me, something will definitely come up…
Why of course! grabs a glass of wine Shall we?
Winner, SDMB’s Biggest FEMALE Chat Addict (Happy, Jophiel?)
“Only two things that’ll soothe my soul - cold beer and remote control.”
< Vestal picks up his glass of perfectly chilled French Colombard and settles in next to Falcon >
Ahem
Sir Richards’ Song
*I followed my Duke ere I was a lover,
To take from England Fief and fee;
But now this game is the other way over-
But now England Hath taken me!
I had my horse, my shield and banner,
And a boys’ heart, so whole and free;
But now I sing in another manner -
But now England hath taken me!
As for my father in his tower,
Asking news of my ship at sea;
He will remember his own hour-
Tell him England hath taken me!
As for my mother in her bower,
That rules my father so cunningly;
She will remember a maidens’ power’
Tell her England hath taken me!
As for my little sister waiting
In the pleasant orchards of Normandie;
Tell her youth is the time for mating-
Tell her England hath taken me!
As for my comrades in camp and highway,
That lift their eyebrows scornfully;
Tell them there way is not my way-
Tell them England hath taken me!
Kings and Princes and Barons famed,
Knights and Captains in your degree;
Hear me a little before I am blamed-
Seeing England hath taken me!
Howso great a mans’ strength be reckoned,
There are two things he cannot flee;
Love is the first, and Death is the second-
And love, in England, hath taken me!
sip thunk.
There; how did you like that?
VB
Some people say that cats are sneaky, evil, and cruel. True, and they have many other fine qualities as well.
Roland, my dear, thank you so much for the compliment. I must reluctantly however, turn down your offer to come over. blush I am very flattered. But, this is the flirting thread, and I am only here to flirt for a bit. My heart already belongs to another.
Now, my glass is getting empty, would you be so kind as to get me a glass of that excellent wine that VB is drinking? Thank you, you’re too kind, and still quite a handsome fellow,I might add.
You sing in my consciousness like a counterpoint to my life.
L.L.
Sorry, I just went to get you a glass of wine. Now where were we? I believe I was looking into those baby blues and discussing the broader points of double-entendres. As you seem to expect me to perform on command, I’ll have to rise to the occasion. Not hard, given our close proximity and the loveliness of my companion.
By the way, I love your hair. It’s softness is such a delight to stroke. And it smells so wonderfully.
I’m closing this thread just because it’s starting to get too long and bog down the system. Feel free to start “Flirting, Book 2 (The Early Years.)”
Saint Sutychus H.M.S.H.
" ‘He is a prince’ , the minstrels sing.
Among men, yes. Among fools he is a king."
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