occasionally looking to the entrance
knowing that sooner or later a pleasure slut is bound to come by

The Tables
I don’t know!!!!!

*slightly louder tone*

That’s the sad part!! All I know is it one of the safer bets for whatever reason!

*laughing*

At least roulette is easy.

Pick a number or color and hope it lands on the ones you pick

Most favorite car or plane, least would be boat, bus or train.

Very busy.
Terrific outcomes

Couch1 has started a new game with the following players:
Couch1

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Rehearsals
Rehearsals
It's appreciated. Truly. Talking about it, even at a volume so low that you're the only one who could possibly hear, felt vulnerable on a soul deep level. Secret-erections, well, he'd had plenty of those getting through puberty. Vulnerable, but less so.

"Thanks, Holly. Given the locked-on eyes, you can't miss that they soften as he thanks you. Some of how exposed and unsure he's still feeling about it all. "I still haven't mentioned it to anyone else. Even Dee."

Yeah, the longer they stay like this, the more obvious it becomes that something is weird. It also doesn't seem like it can be all that comfortable. Even if the mention of the gender stuff has pretty successfully distracted him from the awkwardness.

"Yeah, I think so. Go back to the t-shirt and shorts combo?" He'd love for this not to happen on stage with an audience. love it.

You've plopped down where he'd asked you to, and the gratitude this time is a subtler thing. Trying not to telegraph it. Once you're no longer in his lap, he's drawing his legs up to his chest and hugging them there. He manages to make it look natural and comfortable, though he's still also bright red.

... now that you were a little less close, he's pretty sure that would help with making it go away.

You get another laugh at your suggestions, not quite daring to glance your way.

"What if I had a naked mole-rat fetish?" He hesitates a moment, glancing around to see how close people are before speaking again. "Honestly, the talk about dysphoria is probably the most effective boner-killer I can think about. Even if this didn't trigger it. How did you - you're pan and Poly, so this is kind of an assumption - how did you handle coming out to people? Do you have any advice?"

His voice remains quiet, so quiet it's barely audible to you. For all that these are deeply personal questions, there's no mystery about -why- he's hoping you'll answer them. And if nothing else, the daunting prospect of taking to anyone else about this is definitely deflationary.

Mmmm

My precious pet, you are so good for me

Rehearsals
It's appreciated. Truly. Talking about it, even at a volume so low that you're the only one who could possibly hear, felt vulnerable on a soul deep level. Secret-erections, well, he'd had plenty of those getting through puberty. Vulnerable, but less so.

"Thanks, Holly. Given the locked-on eyes, you can't miss that they soften as he thanks you. Some of how exposed and unsure he's still feeling about it all. "I still haven't mentioned it to anyone else. Even Dee."

Yeah, the longer they stay like this, the more obvious it becomes that something is weird. It also doesn't seem like it can be all that comfortable. Even if the mention of the gender stuff has pretty successfully distracted him from the awkwardness.

"Yeah, I think so. Go back to the t-shirt and shorts combo?" He'd love for this not to happen on stage with an audience. love it.

You've plopped down where he'd asked you to, and the gratitude this time is a subtler thing. Trying not to telegraph it. Once you're no longer in his lap, he's drawing his legs up to his chest and hugging them there. He manages to make it look natural and comfortable, though he's still also bright red.

... now that you were a little less close, he's pretty sure that would help with making it go away.

You get another laugh at your suggestions, not quite daring to glance your way.

"What if I had a naked mole-rat fetish?" He hesitates a moment, glancing around to see how close people are before speaking again. "Honestly, the talk about dysphoria is probably the most effective boner-killer I can think about. Even if this didn't trigger it. How did you - you're pan and Poly, so this is kind of an assumption - how did you handle coming out to people? Do you have any advice?"

His voice remains quiet, so quiet it's barely audible to you. For all that these are deeply personal questions, there's no mystery about -why- he's hoping you'll answer them. And if nothing else, the daunting prospect of taking to anyone else about this is definitely deflationary.

Laying my head on Your lap

Stroking your gorgeous hair
How was the rest of your day?

Huh. I'm glad I did that. The ending makes sense now.

Incanto Lounge
"I can lie ok."

She laughed

"I actually like poker. Maybe we can find a game later."

A small smile

"Pass bet? What is the pass bet again?"

*checks to see of a courier had left any smuggled parcels*

going to the bar fridge
cracking open a beer can
sipping as I continue to peruse the pics

Dropping to the floor at your feet

you've earned yourself an extra dose of humiliation, and so you'll have it
kicking your feet apart until you're fully exposed
grabbing both your hands with one large of mine, clasping them behind your head
thumb and forefinger of both hands pinching your nipples to pull your chest out

that's inpsection position
learning it, know it, or get a flogging

Welcome back baby

Sitting on the sofa sipping my drink

Back

*returns to the gallery and kisses her fingers and touches the three portraits*

Before she realized, You were near her and then her whole cheek was burning as You slapped her across the face.

OWWWW!!! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm taking them off ...

Face burning and ears still ringing, she hurries to quickly take off her bra and panties, fighting back the tears that were beginning to form. Quickly taking off the underwear and throwing it to the side as she straightens for Your "inspection." Blues still trying to avoid eye contact with You.