It was suggested that you two needed to get a room, so here it is.
Through this door is the bathroom. Complete with taffeta wall hangings, brass frames mirror, dual vanity, toilet/bidet combo and heart-shaped tub.
Back now in the main room, here’s a small efficiency with a stocked fridge and gas stove. Plates, pans, pots, silverware are all right here in the cupboard above the sink.
Over here is the sofa, love seat, recliner and coffee table. This bureau has anything else you may need for your wooing purposes. But notice the conspicuous absence of TV and reading materials.
Through these French doors is your balcony, overlooking the Italian Riviera’s coastline.
And through this door, the bedroom.
Now, here’s the keys guys. Get in here, lock the door and do your thing.
Why, Chief! How very sweet of you! Only one problem, Ophanim hasn’t actually asked me anything yet. Wow! I don’t know what to say!
The taffeta wall hangings are a bit much, though. I do love the heart-shaped tub! Hmmmmmm… that has possiblities. And I’ve been watching too much tv, anyway.
I especially love the view out the window.
Only one problem. I’m not married to Ophanim. Haven’t even been properly introduced yet…
Wow! Thanks Cheif, but this is entirely unnecessary. I’m a gentleman and am not akin to taking advantage of a woman without utilizing an expensive, complex and ingenious plan and or device. Thanks though! I got an idea purplebear (sweetie) why don’t we raid the minibar! It’s on me! Or perhaps we can throw a lil’ get together. Nothing as vulgar as Guy Stuff though.
Sounds good to me, Ophanim. Name your poison, and I’ll bring the goldfish crackers, that is! So, do I get a hint of what this ingeneous plan is??? Please??? Just a little hint??? sigh
Can’t blame a girl for trying…
YES! It is finished!!! Come unto me and bear witness to the magesty of… Plan B! Mwaaahaaahaaa!
I have specially redesigned this simple Infinity Transmitter to broadcast the brown noise into my computer. The plasma microns in the text of this message are now vibrating at a speed to produce the brown noise at a sub-sonic level. I have found that if the correct pitch change is evident within the sound’s substrata that the brown noise (poop your pants noise) can be effectively altered to produce the “Magenta Noise” (fall in love noise). This noise causes the oculomotor neurons to reduce and reverse flow directly into the cerebellum, causing, well, anyone who reads this message to immediately fall in love with the person most prevalent in their subliminal cortex. Namely me!
Now… all I gotta do is turn this puppy on and… HERE WE GO! Hey what’s this extra piece? Oh my God! It’s the pitch multiplier!
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To anyone reading this post I am sorry for making you lose bowel control. My assistants will be around shortly to clean up any excess fecal matter left in your pants or on your chair. I apologise for this inconvenience. On to Plan C…
Hmmmmmm… Waiting with bated breath, purplebear is standing by for the next attempt to win her affections. Never having been pursued with such intensity before, she is quite unsure of how to proceed, what to do, and all that. So, she wisely decides to just wait and see…