Damn, woman. You’re starting to scare me.
Could I lure you in with the promise of showing you my tattoo? Which only three people + the artist have ever seen.
How about the temptaion of honey and maraschino cherries and the promise that I know what to do with them?
I have a riding crop and I don’t care which one us uses it.
Cigar?
Huh. I’ve always got better results when I speak in tongues with them.
Thanks Mercutio. But remember the old saying, “No matter how cute she is, someone, somewhere, is sick of shit”!
Oh yeah, I’m certainly gonna pay dearly for that one, but she is just so cute when she’s swinging the rolling pin at my head, acting all big and bad. 
:eek:
[sub]manhattan’s here… not at all sure she should be here, arden ducks behind the bat [/sub]
sheesh… he gets me flustered.
[sub]bar. arden ducks behind the bar. [/sub]
Mmphmph mmph mmph mmphmmPH?
[sub]Translation: Wanna see what’s inside?[/sub]
Wow, I’m happy to see the party’s still going strong…
Hamaryd, you luscious temptress, I wish I was around when you DID flirt! I’d be crammed in the closet with Arden and Cranky in a half a heartbeat!(The mere idea of four women all in a small room together is…oh gosh…is it warm in here???)
Hiyas manhattan and Mercurtio. Damned glad to see ya both here. Help yourself to punch and cookies 
I brought my riding crop this time…seems I need it in here. Anyone see where TurboDog went?
Hell, I’ll flirt with anyone, and according to Joey, that’s not all I’ll do (see sig).
But I apologize for not reading this entire thread before posting, and I apologize for being me. Sorry, it’s just the way I am.
Well, I’m back!
:looks around:
Oh, good, TP and TM are still here. Let’s see, what did I bring…
:rummages through duffel bag:
Fur-lined handcuffs (four pairs–just in case), a tube of coconut oil (solid at room temperature, but liquid at skin temperature–less messy if you spill it), assorted–umm–electrical devices, a bowl of butterscotch pudding, and a bottle of Godiva chocolate liqueur.
:evil grin:
:Stalks over to the two above-mentioned ladies…:
Woman, you make me blush!
I wanna see I wanna see I wanna see! Let me get my X-rated glasses… er… hmmmm… This looks lovely! Show me more, O Mistress of the Fish!
dropzone, I had more in mind than that
[sub]why don’t you join me back here behind the bar? It’s where the ice and flavored liquors are.[/sub]
::UncleBill jumps over the bar::
Darling Arden Ranger, fancy meeting you here! Oh my goodness, I forgot my pants! What are you doing with that ice?!?!?
YOWZA!!! Heavens to Betsy that feels GREAT!
Ice that causes one’s skin to tighten and one’s back to arch as it is run down one’s spine? Sweet liquor that warms the skin and lubricates the tongue in more ways than one?
[Mr Potato Head]
I’m a married spud! I’m a married spud!
[/Mr Potato Head]
Sure Uncle Bill leaves me again.
:::slides gracefully into full splits then sits on floor and puts both feet behind her head-then uncoils:::
Three riding crops so far counting mine,booze,toys…
I could really use a massage…
and a tongue bath if there’s an unoccupied man in the room. 
How much didn’t you get with the X-rated glasses? Or just wanting to see with your own two eyes? Well, I think I need a little help with this zipper back here, it feels a little stuck…
That’s the stuff. :: runs a cube of ice over her own body and purrs ::
[sub]UncleBill, if you thought that was nice, wait until you feel this[/sub]
Oh my, that looks like fun. But… I’m a little… busy at the moment…
Save some for me for later, dear, please?
That purring makes me feel so… gooooood!
I’ll bet I can make that ice melt pretty damned quick! Oh… Arden!.. WOW… Yipes!.. MMMmmmmmm… Ungh, ungh, ungh!!.. Baby you are GOOD
Of course I am. That’s why master manhattan paid the big bucks for me in the slave auction.