The ingredients for a girl-on-girl action fantasy

I just cannot believe that someone actually caught that.

Cool! :slight_smile:

Ok I’m back.

Where was I…

Oh then BunnyGirl pulls offs **Persoop asfdjasjfd

gotta go

Ooh, can I come shopping next time?

I have the switch to “accidentally” turn on the sprinkler system…[sub] and the guys watching the movie…[/sub]

The bras I tried on just didn’t fit right. Why, oh why, do I even bother going to store that’s designed for women witha rack? :stuck_out_tongue:

Anyway, the black merry widow was beckoning to me…

Well now.

I see no reason why this story couldn’t include someone trying to barge in on us just as I’m helping Persephone adjust her left garter strap to lie more fetchingly across her thigh…so then I rise up and give a huge karate kick that would make Jet Li weep with envy.

Only Oops! I kicked so hard that not only did the guy go flying back through the dressing room doors, splintered wood raining down everywhere, but also my boobs popped out of my french lace demi-bra! Arden Ranger says “Let me help you with those, Cranky…”

See, the perfect marriage of action and action

Cranky and Pers also accompanied me into Hot Topic, where I purchased a couple accessories for my costume.

I’ll give you a hint on one of them: they’re black and thigh-high. Rowr! :smiley:

That’s me, always willing to lend a helping hand to my sisters in need.

Goodness what an embarrassing thread! I’m going!

Honest!

nosebleed

I don’t suppose you happened to have been buying pillows too, so a spontaneous pillow fight could break out? Not that I know anything about those kinds of things…

Once again, the Gorgeous Ladies of the Straight Dope manage to knock Tygr into a dead faint first thing on a Monday morning…

The boss is going to start wondering why I can’t ever get anything done the first six hours I’m here every week. I’ve really got no decent way to explain this odd, er… cramp I seem to habitually develop.

Actually, Cranky, I think you’ve got it backwards. See, with you three going to the Lingerie store, Reality has finally caught up with Imagination…

Can’t. Anything I’d write after “Student at a large midwestern university” would violate the SDMB decency standard.

Don’t gimme that “WHAT standard?” business. Trust me, the mods/admins would either dig it up or create it on the spot if I posted more right now…

GAH!! Help… No, I can’t say it. It’ll destroy all the respect I’ve worked so hard to build here…

[sup]Besides, I’ve lost count of all the great openings here, anyway…-[/sup] :smiley:

Which just proves you should go without. Please!

Oh for Pete’s sake, you guys! Come on! Where’s the SDMB spirit? Make us look baaaaaaaaad. You’ve got the ingredients! Three Doper chicks in a lingerie shop. One is a student a large university. Thongs. Bras. Racks. Nudity.

Criminy! We’re here just giving you everything you need! You can do it! :smiley:

Actually, they’re probably wishing we were giving them everything they need. :wink:

BTW, y’all, Cranky bought us lunch! Hail to the Queen! Truly a magnanimous (sp?) gesture on her part toward her loyal subjects. :smiley:

Well, hell. I have a hand on Persephone’s thigh and the other one down Cranky’s french lace demi-bra.

Bunny has the crop, being in a black merry widow. :smiley:

What more do ya want?

Have you been reading my diary!? :eek:

Don’t have to.

Probably reads alot like mine. :wink:

A camera, a chair, and a bucket of popcorn…Wait, make that a kiddie pool and five gallons of jello…No, wait, how about [sub]aw, hell, there goes Zebra again.[/sub]