Ok, we’ve been getting out of hand in other threads, and I’m afraid of the wrath of - well, I just don’t wanna flirt in all of the other threads, that’s all.
So…
How you doin? 
Mmmm…flirting…
I’m doin’ good…How’s everyone else doin’? 
~Kittie
Well, gee. There’s just a bunch of girls here.
Not that I have a problem with that.
If you know what I mean
Wow! I’m the first guy here?
:: Arches eyebrows like The Rock ::
How you doin’?
Orgy!!!
Two guys, three lovely ladies. Sounds like a weekend to me.
You know, I’m quite surprised at you, SuperStud. I was certain you’d be the first one in here…
Did you bring the flowers and candy?
How’s screech-owl doing, I’d like to know.
Got two bottles of wine that need drinking…
UncleBill strolls purposefully into the room, with a manly swagger and a determined look on his rugged face. He stops in front of Ginger, and brushes back a strand of luscious red hair from her forehead, his bronzed arm rippling as his hand continues stroking that one wayward hair to the back of her head. Ginger has a look in her eyes somewhere between confusion and anticipation as UncleBill pauses, almost as if Father Time himself stood still, waiting for the palpable tension between the two to break. There is no sound but a heart beating like bongo drum on the moonlit Jamaican beachfront. Suddenly, he quickly and firmly pulls her face to his as she gasps with surprise and pleasure, a sound abruptly cut off as their lips meet.
Hey Ladies…
anyone up for a bit o lovin?
Sorry, couldn’t resist 
Sweet!
Hey Ginger, How you doin?
pooot
What? A FLIRT thread? Oh. I guess I need a new monitor. The L and I blurred together, and I could have sworn it was a FART thread.
Carry on.
toot
DAMN!!! Where can I get some of that?? Whooo boy!
-BK [sub]fanning herself while waiting patiently for Rue or Lindy…or maybe thinksnow…[/sub]
:enters with large bag. looks around. smiles. nods. begins to unpack bag:
:throws twister mat on floor:
:lights incense:
:pulls out some red wine:
:pulls out cd player with speakers:
:puts on mix cd (Van Morrison/Tricky/Portishead):
:dims lights:
:breaks out candles:
:lights candles:
:closes bag:
I got more in the bag, lots more, but let’s see how things go fom here. Green M&M’s anyone?
DaLovin’ Dj
Well, you won’t catch me flirting in here! I’m gonna go out and hijack some perfectly innocent threads like any self respecting MPSIMSer.
Unless of course someone makes me a better offer…
:puts the smilies back in the bag:
Sorry wrong party for excessive grinning.
:replaces smilies with p’s:
DaLovin’ Dj
{Pulls out the massage oil and looks invitingly at geobabe}
How about a massage?
I’m not much of a flirt, but sometimes, I’m really really friendly… ya know??
<plops down seductively in the recliner>
umm…
: glances over at UncleBill
I think she’s kinda busy… they haven’t come up for air yet.
Was her face always that color?
Hey, Geobabe! Didja bring along any of your recent purchases to show ‘n’ tell?
For once, in her overly verbose life, Ginger is speechless.
Uh… h-hi there, UncleBill. Can I call you anything other than Uncle? That’s kinda creepy.
Ginger: If I show you my Death’s Head, will you show me your Heavy Rollers? Uhhh… I mean… nice shoes!
[/blatant Scorched Earth reference]
sneaks some M&M’s from the hipster over yonder
I think I’ll just watch if that’s ok with ya’ll…
Can’t get in trouble that way
waits to see where this Bill / Ginger thing goes
(that’s what she gets for being a redhead!)