What's your secret weapon?

[The_Fool]

Rethinking my post. Penchant isn't a strong enough word.

 

[Sarah_and_Tex]

Rethinking my post. Penchant isn't a strong enough word.

Fondness?

Lust?

 

[The_Fool]

Fondness?

Lust?

So much gets lost in trying to explain with simple words. Take lust for example. When in lust one could have elevated pulse, leering smile and thoughts of undressing an object of desire.

On the other hand, one could feel electricity crawling across the skin, restless in thought, deed, emotion. Feeling need so great that one must grit teeth tightly to keep from screaming out loud. Body that trembles with need so great that it shivers the body. Hands clenched tight to keep from tearing at clothing, both ones own and again, the object of desire. Desire so strong that one cannot see, cannot think, cannot talk. Need for sex so strong, that the whole body becomes a sex organ, needing just the slightest touch.

But this wasn't about lust. It was about the desire for a woman's lips. Then again, maybe it was about lust.

 

[TxRad]

So much gets lost in trying to explain with simple words. Take lust for example. When in lust one could have elevated pulse, leering smile and thoughts of undressing an object of desire.

On the other hand, one could feel electricity crawling across the skin, restless in thought, deed, emotion. Feeling need so great that one must grit teeth tightly to keep from screaming out loud. Body that trembles with need so great that it shivers the body. Hands clenched tight to keep from tearing at clothing, both ones own and again, the object of desire. Desire so strong that one cannot see, cannot think, cannot talk. Need for sex so strong, that the whole body becomes a sex organ, needing just the slightest touch.

But this wasn't about lust. It was about the desire for a woman's lips. Then again, maybe it was about lust.

Uh, that a usual Saturday night at the local watering hole.

 

[Techomancer]

A rapier wit, backed up with the rapier my wife gave me as a wedding present.
(Can't count that as secret - it's hanging in the living room)

Traps. I LOVE traps. Everything from snares and deadfall to the laser triggered gas dispenser.

Oh yeah, and I can build them too.

 

[Sarah_and_Tex]

So much gets lost in trying to explain with simple words. Take lust for example. When in lust one could have elevated pulse, leering smile and thoughts of undressing an object of desire.

On the other hand, one could feel electricity crawling across the skin, restless in thought, deed, emotion. Feeling need so great that one must grit teeth tightly to keep from screaming out loud. Body that trembles with need so great that it shivers the body. Hands clenched tight to keep from tearing at clothing, both ones own and again, the object of desire. Desire so strong that one cannot see, cannot think, cannot talk. Need for sex so strong, that the whole body becomes a sex organ, needing just the slightest touch.

But this wasn't about lust. It was about the desire for a woman's lips. Then again, maybe it was about lust.

It's always about lust.

Uh, that a usual Saturday night at the local watering hole.

It is for Fool.

 

[Lee Chambers]

I AM the secret weapon. Who wants to use me?

 

[NoJo]

I possess the devatstatingly scornful laugh of a beautiful woman

 

[rgraham666]

I've got a dynamite belt personality.