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Sun Jun 16 17:08:31 . The State of Insanity
TomT said:
Happy Father’s Day to all the dads!

If our kids were honest, they would tell us, “ Hey Dad, thanks for not pulling out!”


Sun Jun 16 17:08:23 . Thassa
Paesyn said:
She fully expected the rein in and did not fight it; the slight nod to the raider let him know she not only listened but held no further quarrel with him. There was only one who would continue to endure her, the one who had decided she remained with him and called her larl, from his mouth to her ears. Settling back, her eyes were straight forward, peering through the tumbles of curls, the pace set by the man to whom she was tethered, and the plains spread before them nothing but skies and grass and the taunt of freedom.

Sun Jun 16 17:07:24 . Meet and greet!
~*~PleasureMistress~*~ said:
takes a peek in My dungeon , walking down the corridor ...... rattling each cage as I go by


Sun Jun 16 17:06:42 . Thassa
REDWOLF said:
**In a small cove and on a beach, just south of the Port of Kamras**

..Reaching down to pull my slave up infront of me on the saddle .. pulling her satchel off her and stuffing it in my own pack hanging off the saddle-bags..

"no more carrying stuff around either girl .. If you need anything that I allow you , it'll be in my pack.."

...I give out a whistle and the Raiders start to head out with my big 'Black' in the lead..

((Next post plains@jag))


Sun Jun 16 17:05:24 . Meet the Starlets... or are they harlots
katy perry said:
you as well

Sun Jun 16 17:05:03 . Meet the Starlets... or are they harlots
VisitorGrandpa said:
well I hope you find what you seek.


Sun Jun 16 17:03:40 . Meet the Starlets... or are they harlots
katy perry said:
not everybody. sorry. you can likely find somebody who will work with you better

Sun Jun 16 17:02:38 . Thassa
REDWOLF said:
**In a small cove and on a beach, just south of the Port of Kamras**

.. I mount up on my kaiila and look around , seeing the camp all cleaned up and the fires dowsed.. My Brother Budo Wolf finally made it back to us I see and I give him a nod .. Thinking I need to catch up with what he's been doing the last Hand as he's been very busy as well as many of my Raiders ..

I see the Raider regain control of your kaiila and give you his own threat , shortening the lead-rope so you can't move around freely anymore..

I just shake my head at you and your foolish behavior..

Just yesterday some of my Raiders came across a Turian patrol and had to kill them .. Unfortunate, but they could not be allowed to return with news that theres a large WB camp here in their territory, thats why we need to get moving , traveling through the night..


Sun Jun 16 17:01:46 . Meet the Starlets... or are they harlots
VisitorGrandpa said:
every body needs a Daddy.

Do members still have access to private rooms?


Sun Jun 16 16:59:01 . One more word...
Apollo said:
bean

Sun Jun 16 16:58:48 . Meet the Starlets... or are they harlots
katy perry said:
oh I'm a little old to need a daddy sorry

Sun Jun 16 16:58:35 . Just One
Apollo said:
airliner

Sun Jun 16 16:58:08 . Thassa
REDWOLF said:

Sun Jun 16 16:57:00 . Kinky Dice ~ Yahtzee Dice
Apollo said:
out

Sun Jun 16 16:56:37 . Meet the Starlets... or are they harlots
VisitorGrandpa said:
Sits by you.

I used to be a member here. times change.

do you have a Daddy you treat right?


Sun Jun 16 16:55:30 . Robert M. King Performance Hall
Holly Blanc said:
Rehearsals
Holly would be lying if she didn't confess, at least inwardly, that the image of you and Elodie coordinating under the pressure of your parents presented her with an image of a levy holding against a flood. How could such polite people still feel so oppressive?
That was the paradox Holly was so completely surprised by, a kind of infection her system was ill-equipped to deal with…

…and yet it roused a familiar kind of existential angst that often catalyzed into anger, the way polite society felt so distant and inaccessible to her, and not for some accident, either. It was all by design, exclusionary and compelling the lobby of one narrative over another. To accept that one set of paradigms were natural and not another, that the acceptance of one truth was simply right, and not an active rejection of other truths incompatible to it.

All in just big fake smiles and a lively clap of a father's hand over a shoulder.

She just let you linger in that side-hug for a moment, like it was a moment where she understood that it didn't matter how well you described your situation, it didn't compare to experiencing it for herself.

And she was… not often a warming presence, given her life outside of this. Just yesterday she was talking about chill business north-west of here, of geopolitics and lethal threats lurking the Atlantic. To try and relate to you and the void of love that you must be experiencing even with the support of someone like Elodie basking her brightest for you…

…well she still wore it like the juniper and arnica, orangebloom honey and amber — she tried to smell a little grown-up, like it would negate how immature she felt.

"Because it's real, now? You have something to compare it to, now… before you were merely comparing one internal-person to another…"

Holly released you only incrementally, so that she could adjust herself under the quiet scuffle of her shoes and rotate slightly more toward your front.

"…yo I normally have no problem talking straight with someone but I felt myself paralyze, that shit's straight-up witchcraft…" she attempted a self-deprecating smile, rueful just like yours could often be when speaking of them, that near-humorless chuckle coinciding with a dip of her features, trying to wedge under your lowered countenance like she could lever you back up, lift your chin by telepathy.

"You know you're literally on top of the world right now. You put yourself — your beautiful, mastered thespian self out there and everybody approved. That wasn't reserved for Ben-the-fictional-character, nor the armor you put on to protect yourself. That clapping was for the human that's inside of all that — the soul driving all that energy. You're addictive, and I can't speak for anyone else but I want to bathe in that glow. It's so hard to watch you cage yourself for their sensibilities, get dimmer…"


Sun Jun 16 16:54:52 . Meet the Starlets... or are they harlots
katy perry said:
ou sure, have a seat at the bar with me

Sun Jun 16 16:54:46 . Kinky Dice ~ Yahtzee Dice
Apollo said:

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


Sun Jun 16 16:53:00 . Meet the Starlets... or are they harlots
VisitorGrandpa said:
do you mind if I join you? it is "Fathers day"

Sun Jun 16 16:52:36 . Kinky Dice ~ Yahtzee Dice
Apollo said:

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


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