Yes, it is very good gravy 
How did I KNOW that you were going to say something like that? Hmmmm? Maybe because you’re always on the ball–oops! 
No pun intended, really.
I think I’m going to nominate myself for ‘best humiliating set-up lines.’ I have a knack for it, seems like.
So, what do you do with your hands during these no-handed push-ups?
That depends on where you are located but they do stay busy.
Hey guys . . . and girls.
Tasha told me there was a bible study group going on in here, with Arnold and FriendofGod leading the way and Esprix giving a testimony . . .
Oh, a clothe drive, too? That would explain the pile of pants and shirts on the floor here.
And you’re giving massages to the elderly? Well okay, that would allow for the cases of cinnamon oil and perfume . . .
Now, why would my location be so important?
If you really need to ask, then its worse than I thought. I’ll have to give you some private tutoring. Kindly strip and join me down on the floor and we’ll get started 
Tutoring? Hmmmm…reminds me of that Van Halen song…what WAS the name of that?
RIGHT NOW!
Not chicken. Drunk (note: not driving). Went to other party. I promise to be available for your next bash if you have training available for first time dancers (please be gentle)
HAHAHAHAHA!! imapunha! I love your sense of humor. That, actually, wasn’t the one I was thinking of, but it’s still hilarious. Probably funnier than my idea.
Bible study, you say? Okaaaaaaayyyy. Um…let me think…sigh Only thing that comes to mind is Sodom and Gomorrah. Yeesh.
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How sad is it that I’m seriously considering building a new computer just so I can keep up with you folks once I leave work…seeing as how all the good stuff happens while I’m at work and now that I have a real job, I can’t gaff off the day online ::sigh::
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Always tough to follow the Wolfman, but here goes…
As the fog machine obscures everything farther than 10 inches from your eyes, a leg appears.
The calf flexed to a rock-hard ball of muscle, just inches from your lips.
As the smoke begins to clear, you trace your way up the leg…up up up, but then, he’s gone :: poof :: into the mist.
From behind, you feel hands rubbing your shoulders and neck. As you arch your back, closing your eyes and slightly parting your lips, the pressure just strong enough to send quivers through your body and shivers up you spine. And then…the hands withdraw and you are left leaning out into the open space where only moments before, sensuous pleasure held you tight.
What’s that? A tango?
It is and you find yourself being lifted from your chair, the misty air swirling around you as you find yourself face-to-face with Snowwie. No charcoal eyes and corn-cob pipe, instead a gaze that beckons you to follow and a smirking smile that draws you closer than you’ve ever felt you’ve been to a man.
Arms held in a vise-like embrace, you spin around the floor, cheek pressed against cheek, bodies flowing as one, feet moving in perfect harmony.
Suddenly, a dip, a kiss and a rose.
As you come back up, you are spun back toward your chair and the fog once again falls thick around you as TS fades from sight…
Enjoy your party.
Ummm, The Cradle will Rock? Have you seen Juniors grades?
I know, you just got it bad, got it bad, got it bad…
xizor, you got it. I’m ‘hot for teacher.’ And I’m a quick study, too.
thinks–I just hope little*bit knows how lucky she is to get that dance. Maybe I’ll have to find myself a virtual husband just for the chance at having that dance too.
say the word, I’m virtually sure you’ll have many suiters or should that be "I’m sure you’ll have many virtual suiters? Oh! I’ve got it! I’m sure you’ll have many virtuous suiters.
'course, if you time it between noon and noon-thirty, I might profer my intentions…and a dance or two (just not tomorrow, the movers are showing up then!)
You are always sweet, thinks. But I can just see the thread on my virtual marriage with 15 views and maybe one or two posts from people telling me ‘no, thanks.’ My virtual ego just couldn’t take the rejection.
So I will be happy to sneak any dance you’ll give me…and feel very lucky too.
Snow, with all the male strippers in this thread, you better not be gaffing off in here Fog machine! Nice.
struuter, if you ever announce your virtual intentions, you’ll need to have a lottery to deal with the hundreds of suitors who will woo you. While you’re at it, get OSHA in here. You’ll be an occupational hazard, causing guys to trip all over themselves trying to win your heart…
Wow. I mean, I know it was a bold statement and all, but really…
Dire. That was really a nice thing to say. I was just kidding when I mentioned it–as a compliment to thinks. I have absolutely no intention of doing anything like that–this is little*bit’s party/wedding/thingy. And I want her to be showered with all the carnal delights a girl can be lucky enough to get.
I obviously picked the right guys for her in that department.
Maybe I’ll wait a few months and start my own virtual wedding thread.
Hey struuter, after you could virtually married, could I be your first virtual affair?
Ha. You’re jumping the gun a little there. I haven’t been virtually courted, virtually engaged or virtually married yet.
And I have no idea what sort of virtual spouse I’d have, or whether it would be an open virtual marriage or a more conservative, monogamous virtual marriage.
In fact, the idea of virtually marrying anyone is a pretty important step–especially for a virtual strumpet like myself. The virtual man who would enter into a virtual relationship with a virtual strumpet would have to have a very understanding and generous virtual personality. I don’t think there’s very many who’d take that on–even in a virtual sense. sigh
But can I reserve the right to call you on that, should the virtual opportunity arise?