*checks her on-line bank account*

smiles to brad and janet... catching them making out..

steps over to My couch and settles..

I’m kinda worried for her

Nope

I do ~S~

Have you ever heard anything more from Agnes?

steps into My club

I’m glad You feel that way

It was a great series of posts

Agrees with Dorian.

Incanto Lounge
"That I understand!"

She agrees easily

Moving her feet shoulder width apart as You kick her feet. Before she can react, feeling her hands grabbed and pulled up. Her first instinct is to pull back or kick You in the nuts, but she quickly suppresses the urge, knowing that it would not end well for her.

So she lets You position her hands behind her head. Holding them there in that humiliating position as her whole naked petite frame is now exposed to Your gaze. Resisting the urge to bring her legs together as she stands with her feet shoulder length apart and hands locked behind her head, still trying not to look up at You. Another jolt through her body as Your rough fingers pinch and pull on her sensitive nipples. Letting out a short yelp before biting her tongue. Realizing that the quieter she stays and the more obedient she is the quicker You will hopefully leave her alone.

That is fantastic
I love it when things go good for you

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