She won’t allow you to watch?

*gets a thing on my echo show. Who do I prefer, Chris Pratt or Chris Hemsworth. Now see? That's not a fair question. If we're talking looks and build, well, Hemsworth takes the cake. But if we're talking the guy I'd hang out with, that seems to have the more personable personality, it's Pratt all the way.

Geeze, it'd be easier to pick my favorite star in the sky than pick my favorite Chris.

At least they didn't add Pines in there too, talk about a moral dilemma!

bowed

stretching my feet out
giving it thought

as you say
human nature

i've never watched Her with Another

enough of rt

eating

poon

..spoon

I know….. chuckling
Not so sure if that’s just in the south, though… it seems human nature, you see an underpass filled with water and just HAVE to find out whether it’s really as deep and shitty as it looks…
Explains most of what’s going on in America right now, I think…

(you dont play tennis)

Do you enjoy seeing her with other men?
Di you ejaculate if you are allowed to watch?

kneeling

Smiles

Those kids are pretty good shots with the new slingshot

(what? it's a tennis reference!)

…the downside..?
an insatiable appetite to see women lose control and orgasm violently…
I really don’t blame her… I just think she “birthed” in me something that lay dormant…

Shuffles over to the other side of your bed and turns to face you gazing into your eyes looking fornlorn and downcast

I'm sorry Seven. I'm a terrible tease.

Never a truer word said in indignation, feigned or not… “I am sure the Elder has enough time for both.” You had, after all.

She bites her tongue at your mention of the ‘Most High’. Your faith in the conventional man upstairs, even when she had first met you, had been on a somewhat slippery slope. Faith, now as then, you had in spades, but the question still was faith in what exactly.

Her smile blooms to see that twinkle in your eyes, as fathomless as her own, and the years fall away from her in a way even her glamour couldn’t best. When your hand covers hers her gaze drops, only to snap back up when you ask that question. Curiosity ghosted across her features.

“There has been talk, but nothing more than the usual concern when plague sweeps through the Old Town.” As it did far too often. She cants her head, the nails of her free hand chiming musically against the thin China of her teacup. “Is there more to it than that, caro…?”

You wouldn’t have asked her what she’d heard if there wasn’t.

serving

Smiles

Those kids are pretty good shots with the new slingshor

bouncing by ~~>

hoping you had a successful day of pillaging and plundering, and that today brings even greater fortune

(paraphrased from a Hallmark card ~s~)