I always thought it would be fun and extremely kinky to lock us in a bank vault and put all the cash in a huge pile on the floor and complete the transaction on it, if ya know what I mean.
What do you guys think–should I start a thread titled something like “Free Beer and Sex!” and then when it’s opened, inform all men that they have been snared by my trap and are now part of my man horde? Or should I just ask for more volunteers?
Jee-whiz. Thanks trade. What memories that cat suit brings back, huh?
Y’know…it warms my heart to see everybody spreading all this love. muffled giggles And I’m touched that it’s on a thread someone started for me. sniff
xizor, nice. I like the ‘transaction’ part. heehee. And I did sleep better last night, thanks for asking. What did I think about? Um…you really want to know?
Well, I mentioned the naked baby oil twister game at work & someone suggested I should copyright it & make a fortune… so it would be a shame to do that without trialling the idea properly - corect amount of alcohol to consume, ideal company etc…
or you suggest something to break the ice…
If you’re Australian, do we have to do it upside down?
Late night…private indoor pool. Only the light from the underwater pool lamps and the water looks sooo good. I have to have a swim. But…isn’t that always the way? No suit. Okay, it’s not the first time somebody’s skinny dipped, right? And I’m alone so no one will see me. At least that’s what I think…
The water is warm, relaxing…and I’m enjoying all of it. But then…I hear the quiet splash…strong arms…wet…well, you get the idea. It was wonderful. Thanks…
Maybe tomorrow we’ll talk about the bookish professor and the nubile research assistant…
Or the night of the big storm in the deserted manor…“What was that sound? Hello?..Anyone there? I’ll just put on this sheer negligee conveniently placed on this bed, and fall into a deep sleep on this sumptuous bed…oh, wait, I should pull my hair to one side, exposing the tender flesh of my nape…”
What do you think? I’m thinking tonight might be something along the lines of ‘Wuthering Heights’…
I could go for the that. Or maybe the waiting out the rainstorm in a barn. Then there is always the food groups to explore - whipped cream, chocolate sauce, strawberries.
I’m kinda digging the professor, assistant angle. “Ms. Perriwinkle, could you please record these grades and locate my satchel. I have to meet with the Dean anon. Damn, where is that thesis on Ruben…”
I would have cross-referenced that by author, sir. Let me just climb up here and retreive the file…um, I hate to bother you, but could you steady this step stool? I’ll just dig through the file…