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Fountain
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There. That title should scare off all who's looking for a serious discussion on metaphores for sexual advances.
I just wanted to share a wonderful experience with those of you who don't really care for seriousness.
I'm going to London on Friday. Today, my friend M came to get a spare key, since she's promised to water my plants, browse the snailmail for Serious Letters From Authorities, and check the Survivor Immunities for me. She took the day off because she didn't feel well, and instead, we took it easy and only did slow things. Walked around in town, bought a plastic pool for her kid, an exploding golfball for her husband, and had lunch at an expensive restaurant.
Before we went home, we decided to stop by a shop that had gorgeous clothes for women. I gathered up a bunch of tops, and went to the fitting room. One top had such a deep cut that I've decided what to write for the Fetish category this year. It looked really hot, but M didn't think Hubby would let me leave the hotel room wearing it.
Then we found The Top. A light purple one, with shadows and glittering leaves printed on it. It was the top that Fate had sewn for me. It emphasized my curves, making me look hyper-feminine instead of chubby, it brought out the tan in my skin and the blondeness of my hair, and my eyes started shimmering in teal. I fell in love right then and there.
Unfortunately, it costed about 1/6 of my entire rent..! I hesitated. M listed all the pros and cons for me. I didn't know what to do. If I bought it, I'd regret it, because I'd waste so much money - I'd be living on water and bread for a month! If I didn't buy it, I'd regret it, because I have never worn anything that made me look so damned hot !!!
Finally, I decided to buy it. As we stood at the cash register, me with an expression of pain on my face as I picked up the money out of my wallet, M said that she had thought that it was going to be cheaper, since it hung on the "on sale" rack, but apparently there had been some mistake, because she had already asked, and this wasn't on sale...
Then, this wonderful, lovely, kind, good-hearted queen of a woman, the one behind the counter, said that I could get it 50% off.
"Would you like a big hug?" I asked.
M laughed at me for the remains of the day, as I walked a round with my mouth permanently stuck in a happy, shit-faced grin, and tears of happiness in my eyes.
Every now and then, you get lucky.
There. End of message. Now go back to doing something useful.
I just wanted to share a wonderful experience with those of you who don't really care for seriousness.
I'm going to London on Friday. Today, my friend M came to get a spare key, since she's promised to water my plants, browse the snailmail for Serious Letters From Authorities, and check the Survivor Immunities for me. She took the day off because she didn't feel well, and instead, we took it easy and only did slow things. Walked around in town, bought a plastic pool for her kid, an exploding golfball for her husband, and had lunch at an expensive restaurant.
Before we went home, we decided to stop by a shop that had gorgeous clothes for women. I gathered up a bunch of tops, and went to the fitting room. One top had such a deep cut that I've decided what to write for the Fetish category this year. It looked really hot, but M didn't think Hubby would let me leave the hotel room wearing it.
Then we found The Top. A light purple one, with shadows and glittering leaves printed on it. It was the top that Fate had sewn for me. It emphasized my curves, making me look hyper-feminine instead of chubby, it brought out the tan in my skin and the blondeness of my hair, and my eyes started shimmering in teal. I fell in love right then and there.
Unfortunately, it costed about 1/6 of my entire rent..! I hesitated. M listed all the pros and cons for me. I didn't know what to do. If I bought it, I'd regret it, because I'd waste so much money - I'd be living on water and bread for a month! If I didn't buy it, I'd regret it, because I have never worn anything that made me look so damned hot !!!
Finally, I decided to buy it. As we stood at the cash register, me with an expression of pain on my face as I picked up the money out of my wallet, M said that she had thought that it was going to be cheaper, since it hung on the "on sale" rack, but apparently there had been some mistake, because she had already asked, and this wasn't on sale...
Then, this wonderful, lovely, kind, good-hearted queen of a woman, the one behind the counter, said that I could get it 50% off.
"Would you like a big hug?" I asked.
M laughed at me for the remains of the day, as I walked a round with my mouth permanently stuck in a happy, shit-faced grin, and tears of happiness in my eyes.
Every now and then, you get lucky.
There. End of message. Now go back to doing something useful.
), looks like in her new red dress...
