Bistro Bijou

[sassynyc]

Agog. Seriously.

Where were you when I was looking for adequate verbiage?

*laughing*

Agog is a great word.

Thank you. I am happy to have my words induce agog-ness. That's quite the compliment.

Seriously.

Yes.....what he said

 

[Sara Crewe]

Where were you when I was looking for adequate verbiage?


Yes.....what he said

I must be an agog-slut. I agog-ed two people today one after the other. I'm going for an agog orgy next time.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I must be an agog-slut. I agog-ed two people today one after the other. I'm going for an agog orgy next time.

Pretty soon this will be the Bistro A-Go-Go.

bj

 

[Homburg]

*laughing*

Agog is a great word.

Thank you. I am happy to have my words induce agog-ness. That's quite the compliment.

Seriously.

Quite welcome.

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Agog...that's my vocabulary word of the week! thanks!

Obtuse is running a close second.

I use obtuse a fair amount. It is a worthwhile self-descriptor unfortunately.

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Where were you when I was looking for adequate verbiage?

My vocabulary is best described as somewhat longer than average, and, well, thick.





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I must be an agog-slut. I agog-ed two people today one after the other. I'm going for an agog orgy next time.

Pretty soon this will be the Bistro A-Go-Go.

bj

Oh, geeze. Bad bijou! Bad!

 

[Sara Crewe]

Pretty soon this will be the Bistro A-Go-Go.

bj

*smiling*

Yeah. I feel like I am being distracting. I'll post poems some place quieter next time so people can eat and flirt in peace.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

*smiling*

Yeah. I feel like I am being distracting. I'll post poems some place quieter next time so people can eat and flirt in peace.

What? Bite your tongue!

o wait. Let me do that.

That sort of behaviour is exactly what I'm looking for here. If it were all terribly important conversations, and not a mix of everything from flirtation to politics, it wouldn't be a bistro. It would be Boardroom Bijou or something. Perish the thought.

You just bring your stuff in here, missy, so I can put it on the fridge.

bj

 

[UnderYourSpell]

If I were to dine with the world
embodied as one
I think we would argue.
I would laugh at words
like nice and remind you
it’s silly to assume
I am
any one thing
or anyone
you could ever know.

I would open my mind
and dip one finger inside
and let you lick the thoughts
of lust from my skin. Taste
the slap of my impatience
and feel the centrifugal force
that comes from the constant churn
of appetites disconnected
from food. Let you watch

while I slip
between the closing rocks
and shed my dying skin.
Give you the choice to stand
still while I consume you
or move with me
through the absence of light.
Step forward without floors
past open cell doors where eyes
never welcome and voices never whisper
hello from the darkness.

Accept the quiet, kiss the screams
and fight your need for a simplicity
that would shuffle us back into one
stacked deck with the smiling
joker on top that you call your queen.
Leave us splayed open and let me
bleed outside the lines. Come inside me

knowing I have swallowed the key
to my internal cages and I am not one
but many creatures.

We may only have you for the summer but by gum it's bloody worth it

If it's going be a go go in here can I try my hand at pole dancing?

 

[Sara Crewe]

What? Bite your tongue!

o wait. Let me do that.

That sort of behaviour is exactly what I'm looking for here. If it were all terribly important conversations, and not a mix of everything from flirtation to politics, it wouldn't be a bistro. It would be Boardroom Bijou or something. Perish the thought.

You just bring your stuff in here, missy, so I can put it on the fridge.

bj

Alright, Bistrou-boss.

Ohh. Do I get to use pervy magnets to hold up my poems?

Googles office supplies , searching for Boob and Butt magnets. I already have the cocks. Don't ask.

 

[Sara Crewe]

We may only have you for the summer but by gum it's bloody worth it

If it's going be a go go in here can I try my hand at pole dancing?

Thanks, UYS!!


Just use one of the taller guys, UYS if we don't have a pole. Make it a dare. He has to stay perfectly still while you dance around him.


'ess up heights guys.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Thanks, UYS!!


Just use one of the taller guys, UYS if we don't have a pole. Make it a dare. He has to stay perfectly still while you dance around him.


'ess up heights guys.

Dance around him? I thought the whole point was to grasp the 'pole' firmly in ones thighs and slide up and down it keeping all of ones body parts attached

 

[Homburg]

What? Bite your tongue!

o wait. Let me do that.

That sort of behaviour is exactly what I'm looking for here. If it were all terribly important conversations, and not a mix of everything from flirtation to politics, it wouldn't be a bistro. It would be Boardroom Bijou or something. Perish the thought.

You just bring your stuff in here, missy, so I can put it on the fridge.

bj

I used to work 3rd shift security in a large corporate building. I so wanted to bring a girl in there and fuck her on the boardroom table.

Hot.

And I am 5'11".

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Are there vampires in here? I always fancied coming back as a male vampire alll those maidens falling at your feet and getting to spend every night on the tiles and all day in bed

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Are there vampires in here? I always fancied coming back as a male vampire alll those maidens falling at your feet and getting to spend every night on the tiles and all day in bed

Indeed. I fed just last night. It was a birthday present, a willing victim.

bj

 

[Sara Crewe]

Dance around him? I thought the whole point was to grasp the 'pole' firmly in ones thighs and slide up and down it keeping all of ones body parts attached

'kay that too.


Okay. You have one 5'11" dude in the Bistro.




Tables are hot. Anything flat is hot. Wait. Walls are hot. Poles are hot.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

There's nothing quite like a hot pole

 

[Sara Crewe]

There's nothing quite like a hot pole

I thought that was a wet pole.


Oh


I didnt just say that.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

or a greasy one ......

 

[sassynyc]

My vocabulary is best described as somewhat longer than average, and, well, thick.

Well then....
*fans self*

I usually keep a Webster's dictionary on the nightstand. Shall have to replace that with the Homburg Edition Large Print Dicktionary.

*eye brows*

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I demand to know what size is average in the US .... over here I am reliably informed (cough) it's 7 inches!

 

[Sara Crewe]

Well then....
*fans self*

I usually keep a Webster's dictionary on the nightstand. Shall have to replace that with the Homburg Edition Large Print Dicktionary.

*eye brows*

Geez I didn't even notice the sub-tex there!


Sassy, you are hereby nominated to inform Sara of all sexual innuendos flying over her head.

 

[sassynyc]

I demand to know what size is average in the US .... over here I am reliably informed (cough) it's 7 inches!

I can't speak for the national average, but from my own reserve, the 7-8 inch range is typically average. Thickness is another story...

 

[sassynyc]

Geez I didn't even notice the sub-tex there!


Sassy, you are hereby nominated to inform Sara of all sexual innuendos flying over her head.

I bet hat boy gets it right away.

And over your head...I don't buy it.
But just in case you're not pulling my leg, write back, I'll explain.

 

[Sara Crewe]

I bet hat boy gets it right away.

And over your head...I don't buy it.
But just in case you're not pulling my leg, write back, I'll explain.

No I did get it...just about ten minutes later. That's why I need an elbow in the ribs in the moment sometimes.

 

[sassynyc]

You're allowed a 10 minute delay.....every now and again.

 

[Sara Crewe]

You're allowed a 10 minute delay.....every now and again.

phew.