I've watched Cheri for a long time now, and I've always thought her a wise women. If she insists we get a room, then dammit, that's just what we'll do!
Wait a minute. Let's think here. If we get too involved with the physical side of our relationship, then we'll never find time to write our dog fornification masterpiece.
I love you, toots, but my art must come first.
I too must go, alas. It's a busy time of year for me. I'm working like a dog. Everybody wants their walls humped by Thanksgiving, and my beeper keeps going off.
Catch you soon, I hope.
Bye!
*BlondeBeauty walks over to Nite, slides her body as close to his as it can get, presses her thigh in between his legs, pulls his arms around her waist, throws her arms around his neck, pulls him in close and starts nibbling on his earlobe*
Nitelight closes his eyes and gets lost in the sensation. His hands are not idle, as he strokes her long silky thighs, all the while wishing toots would email him any IM information -- if she is comfortable with that. If not I understand -- so that we may retire to a less public forum.