I’d plunk down a buck to try to get in on some of that thinksnow action, but I don’t think he’d kiss me. I am pretty sure that on OhDope weekend, even though I was 1000 miles away, he heard my barking laugh of joy when I saw the OSU-Penn State score.
Oh, honey, you can kiss me.
Here, let me turn around and lift my kilt…
(wanders over, naked, splashed with paint and Mazola, carrying a purple bunny and a mug of coffee)
lady, I don’t seem to have any money on me…can I owe you? Or will you take service in trade?
Here’s ten, keep the change. It was worth it!
I got a twenty spot burning a hole in my pocket. After all, I did win $200 at the casinos today and I walked away with it. Sorry, the mall got the rest of it.
I’d like to make a reservation.
Or maybe two or three.
This is gonna take a while, after all.
Steps in behind ** Sophie** and eagerly says… “I need a hammer, I am busting out the piggy bank cuz it looks like SNOW” :o
Sophie, if you think you’re ready, step on up, sweetness.
Hey! HEY!
Hey! HEY!
Esprix
sits forlornly on the sidelines
don’t think anyone wants to kiss a tabbycat… and i was saving up for something like this, too… 
stares enviously at all the kissing Dopers
I just HAD to pop in. Really. Now, tuck those fangs nicely out of the way… 
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And NO biting! ::Nibble::
<wanders in looking confused, and referring to a guidebook>
Excuse me, could someone direct me to the…
<realises that this long queue wasn’t for the information bureau>
…ah. Er - pardon me. Sorry, I was trying to find my way to a different thread.
<sees ladyfoxfyre and andygirl>
<blushes>
I’ll, erm…just go and ask somewhere else. As you’re busy.
<backs into Tabby_Cat and Cougarfang>
Um…
PT
If I think I’m ready? If I think I’m ready?
Sugarpie, you would not be able to walk afterwards. 
bouv:
It gets you a trip to the ER! Someone slams me down, I slam back!
(Hmph! And in front of ladyfoxfyre, no less!)
I’d like a kiss! [sub]Um, but I’m a little shy…[/sub]
How about if I just had you my credit card?
Sure, sure, talk, talk. I think I’ve got something to stiffle that chatter *riiiiight here.
Mmmumph-mmmm*.
Good bubble-gum, eh?
Now, about this kiss you think you’re woman enough to handle…
galen, I’ll take a service, but…that does depend on what service it is. No window washing, or dusting or vacuuming or anything like that.
Shibb, glad you enjoyed it. I seem to have run andygirl off though.
Oh, PT, don’t be so quick to leave. I’m sure you can have some fun in here. For now it’s the Kissing Booth, soon it will become Ladyfoxfyre’s Whore House
Lightnin’, who do you fancy a kiss from? And yes, we do take MasterCard, Visa, Express and Discover.
Well, let’s see…
Demonstrated talents of body painting, massage, and vacuuming bunnies…forget the last, unless you have an infestation.
Why don’t we start with the massage, and just go where the spirit moves us?
:: pops a big, pink bubble just seconds away from snow’s face, hands on hips, head cocked to the side::
Bring it.
I’m paying for a service, and all I’m getting is back talk. Isn’t there some kind of satisfaction-guaranteed, warranty-type-thing on the kisses received in this booth? I’d like to see a manager.
ladyfoxfyre Is there an age limit to this thing?
Would you mind kissing this shy 15 year old? Even if it is just a little one. I’ve got a dollar.
Oh, sorry, I thought you knew the ThinkSnow Satisfaction Guarantee[sup]TM[/sup]:
[ul]If, for some unfathomable reason, you find yourself
un-sated, I’ll come back as often as your body is able
to handle it until you are reduced to a quivering puddle.
Your satisfaction is my guarantee.[/ul]
So, now that we’ve gotten that out of the way…
<ts leans in and brushes the hair from Sophies face, grazing her ear and gently tickling her neck as he leans her face up toward his.>
<Her eyes close. Her lips part. The smallest of gasps escapes her as his hand rises across her shoulderblades, pulling her close.>
Patience, dear. Patience, he teases. Glancing touches of his lips on hers, pulling away slightly every time she leans forward, seaching for him. *We have plenty of time, don’t rush this. Trust me. *
<ts leans in again…>