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 Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:56 pm
"Who said anythin' abou' it bein' under clothes?" he grinned, waggling his eyebrows.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 8:59 pm
"Hmm..." She murmured thoughtfully as she turned her attention back to her magazine, pausing on a page with corsets on it. "I guess you could pick a few out..."
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:05 pm
"Oh ho! Will ye model 'em fer me when they arrive, then?" He grinned even broader.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:07 pm
"What? You want the fat, hairy b***h to model for you?" She gave him a challenging glance, hoping to throw him for a bit of a loop.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:15 pm
"Wha', y'want th'sleazy, slimy tentacled man t'oogle y'modelin'?" He grinned back, not about to be taken down.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:19 pm
"Depends," she began, turning and raising an eyebrow, "Can you handle looking and not touching?" It wasn't a question of modesty in the least.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:23 pm
"Oh, bu' I'm all abou' touchin' now," He waggled his eyebrows. "Eight limbs o' touchin'. Or nine, technically."
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:26 pm
"So you couldn't handle it," Antony purred promptly, smirking at him before picking up the pen next to her and casually marking a few things on the open page.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:29 pm
"I don' think y'coul' handle me touchin'," He gave a mock look of snobbery, arms crossed across his chest.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:31 pm
"You underestimate me lovely," she said, tails flicked behind her as she gave him a skeptical look.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:32 pm
"Th'feeling's mutual, Lassie," He picked up another catalogue to thumb through it, hesitating only once when the sucker on his thumb became stuck to the paper, but he was able to tear it free with a couple tugs.
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:34 pm
She simply giggled at him shaking his new limb when it got stuck, "How long has it been since you've gotten laid anyways?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:40 pm
"I don' think tha's any o' yer business," He replied loftly, "Any o' these go' men's clothing?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:41 pm
"Long enough to make you cranky," she answered for him in a sort of sing-song voice. "Try one of the department store ones."
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 9:47 pm
"Unlike some people, I don' wanna' shag anythin' tha' moves," He grunted, "Although I'd do her in a minute," He grinned, holding up an image from the victoria secret catalogue he had picked up to thumb through.
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