Chinese Bathhouses, slave boys, firecrackers and Carson

I imagine this thread is directed and I DO NOT care!! You post, you get a piece of us, Chinese bath houses are much different, so I am told, than in North America, though I will not say why :D. And we actually have lesbian bath houses here, when we are not arrested :D (how can that be with 50 male ones around, and oh yes, swingers baths too! When not arrested).

Anyhow politically motivated post and, otherwise one of you is the bitch, I just can't tell who ;). lol
 
CharleyH said:
Question answered: CARSON IS NOT THE BITCH! :D

What the fuck are you on about?

Perhaps the better question is ...what the fuck are you ON and can I have some?
 
You know, you try to blow a guy kisses and he won't respond... Next time, I should just start with the blow job.



:kiss:
 
Celtic Princess said:
You know, you try to blow a guy kisses and he won't respond... Next time, I should just start with the blow job.



:kiss:

Maybe you should.
 
Rhys said:
What the fuck are you on about?

Perhaps the better question is ...what the fuck are you ON and can I have some?

Cold medication. You want it? Plenty in the corner store :D WD-40 or sumpthin' :D
 
CharleyH said:
Cold medication. You want it? Plenty in the corner store :D WD-40 or sumpthin' :D

WD 40? Ohhhh a well oiled girl...just my type :)
 
carsonshepherd said:
:D

Rhys, prepare to be my bitch... :devil:

Exactly my point. Agrression! David Bowie weigh . . . Carson Shephard, who is slightly Angie looking . . . Yes. I place my Vegas bet :D
 
I am startled from sleep by the sound of a key turning in the lock. For a second I panic - I don't even know where I am - then my eyes focus and I realize the sun is up and I'm still in his bed. He's stretched out next to me like a long lean cheetah against the luxurious sheets and doesn't move; I'm suprise the pounding of my heart doesn't wake him. Who the fuck is coming in the door...?
 
carsonshepherd said:
I am startled from sleep by the sound of a key turning in the lock. For a second I panic - I don't even know where I am - then my eyes focus and I realize the sun is up and I'm still in his bed. He's stretched out next to me like a long lean cheetah against the luxurious sheets and doesn't move; I'm suprise the pounding of my heart doesn't wake him. Who the fuck is coming in the door...?


LOCKED OUT., from Lit. Where was I? Carson hunky, Rhys . . . Bowie :D

Dunno where I was. "Boys, just wanna have fun?" :nana:
 
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CharleyH said:
Cold medication. You want it? Plenty in the corner store :D WD-40 or sumpthin' :D
I use that, too!


I always carry a can of WD-40.

http://www.seamarknunn.co.uk/catalog/images/item711_1.jpg

In case I get stiff in some joint.
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carsonshepherd said:
'Sokay gorgeous... I don't know where I am either, most of the time. :D

Goddamn that nana...


Okay...stop fooling around. We have people to piss off today, since lit wasn't cooperating yesterday...

:D
 
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