A wenchie confession

[graceanne]

Okay.. but I don't think that's what the others had in mind.

I think that wenchie's in the mood to laugh. If she was in the mood to get horny, she wouldn't have started a thread that start with how bratty she is. Beyond that, wenchies not here, me and bb are, and we wanna giggle.

 

[Chris_Xavier]

I think that wenchie's in the mood to laugh. If she was in the mood to get horny, she wouldn't have started a thread that start with how bratty she is. Beyond that, wenchies not here, me and bb are, and we wanna giggle.

<groan> Should I give you two ladies some wine? Champagne?

 

[BiBunny]

Why does it have to be romantic? Just cause this is a sex board doesn't mean there's not room for silly.


The princess giggled so hard that she didn't notice the pirate struggling to his feet. He was a bit dizzy, cause . . . well he'd just run into a shore AND THEN a door, but he was also pissed at the princess for laughing at him. Shakily he reached over and tripped the princess. The princess fell to the floor, splayed out like a drunk, her skirt around her knees. The pirate laughed at the look of surprise on the spoiled princess' face.

The princess reached for her vintage purse, conveniently located on the small table near the door, and whacked the big, strong pirate over the head. He stopped laughing.

"What the hell did you do that for?" he demanded, his voice sounding much more educated than a regular old pirate's should. (Which might explain his lack of navigational skills--it's not something you can learn out of a book.)

"For the same reason you tripped me, dumbass," she replied, rolling her eyes.

He growled, down low in his throat, and pulled her arms around him. She gasped.

"My!" she exclaimed when her hands landed on his behind. "You have such a big...wallet."

 

[BiBunny]

<groan> Should I give you two ladies some wine? Champagne?

Hard liquor will suffice, thanks.

 

[Chris_Xavier]

Hard liquor will suffice, thanks.

It'll have to be bourbon.. none of that charcoal filtered crap

 

[BiBunny]

It'll have to be bourbon.. none of that charcoal filtered crap

We're not going there again. Vodka will do. I need that nice, warm, loose-limbed vodka buzz right about now. Oh, for a good Cosmo. *Sigh*

 

[graceanne]

Tequila makes me happy! Mix it up into a margarita and I'm REALY happy.

 

[the captians wench]

I like how the story's going

 

[sexycaz22]

I like how the story's going

And so do I!

*ops did I just hijack the thread?*

Hopes Bunny and Graceanne will be back to continue with the story!



Caz

 

[graceanne]

The princess reached for her vintage purse, conveniently located on the small table near the door, and whacked the big, strong pirate over the head. He stopped laughing.

"What the hell did you do that for?" he demanded, his voice sounding much more educated than a regular old pirate's should. (Which might explain his lack of navigational skills--it's not something you can learn out of a book.)

"For the same reason you tripped me, dumbass," she replied, rolling her eyes.

He growled, down low in his throat, and pulled her arms around him. She gasped.

"My!" she exclaimed when her hands landed on his behind. "You have such a big...wallet."

"Women." the pirate huffed, "Always after a chaps money."

"Well, I thought it would be rude to remark on the small pencil in your pocket." The princess shot back, annoyed, then angrily pinched the pirates ass.

"Ouch!" The Pirate yelled, releasing the princess' arms, who immediately stepped back from the offensive pirate. They stood their glaring at eachother for a moment or two, when the prince hopped in.

"Ribbit." the prince said, which was prince for 'who is this bounder that dare lay his hands up on my sister, i shall slice him to pieces.'

Of course, the pirate didn't speak prince, so he had no idea that the frog was actually a prince. And the princess didn't tell the pirate what the frog was saying, because she rather prefered her brother as a frog. Hm . .. . maybe she could talk her aunt, the evil witch, into turning this pirate into a pig - it was after all very fitting.

 

[graceanne]

Bunny - it's YOUR turn.