walks in, looks for anyone she knows
Not yet, but that isn’t necessarily a requirement.
decides to hang around and see what happens
walks in, looks for anyone she knows
Not yet, but that isn’t necessarily a requirement.
decides to hang around and see what happens
:: walks in to hotel, strolls down hallway…amused by the moans of pleasure and wall-thumping that he hears ::
:: Goes out to parking lot, spots a car bouncing up and down like an East L.A. Low Rider ::
I recognize those feet sticking out the back window! That’s my Virtual Wife, Arden Ranger!!!
And whose hairy ass is pumping away? Is that a tattoo on it?
It looks like…USS Eisenhower…
Hmmmmm…who could it be???
…well at least “I” came prepared…now who needs quarters for the magic fingers bed?..
::holds up his bounty::
I brought the Twister mat, 5 gallon bucket of baby oil, jumper cables, assorted flogs whips and the like, condoms, beer, camera, digital camera, lights, video camera, camera crew, producer, director, test screeners, and a whole boat load of guys to watch.
…oh damn. I hate those guys.
Sorry, brunetter, but the wife has to approve all liasons…
Well, ya know… if ya can’t be bpthered to show up on time…
Hi.
I’m here basically because it’s expected of me. Now that I’ve made my obligatory appearance in a thread about flirting and sex, I’ll see you all later.
Enjoy yourselves and don’t forget to mop up when you’re finished.
…much less come on time.
Haha!
Gods, I love sailors.
Gods, I loves me bare-breasted, mouth-suckin’, clean-shaven lasses!
Then I guess we’re both happy!
See what talking with your mouth full will get you?
Hey!
At least I didn’t put my first shot across her bow!
OK, carry on, Chief. And whatever you do, don’t let Arden put “The Move” on you, or you’ll be in traction for a week.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m being summoned to Room 6942.
I thought it was that position they named after me that put you in traction, Wolfie dear?
Um, yeah.
cough
The Harden Ranger.
Fletch slips the maid $5.00 to make sure the sheets in ChiefScotts’ room have smilies all over them. Bwahahahahaha, that should be enough to knock the helmet off that sailor!
:: checks her room key :: WooHoo!!!
I’m here, boss. Okay, where should we set up?
Sorry, I meant that I, the director, am here.