Myst's Groupie Thread

*knocks on the door*


who's Myst?


*huge, shit-eating grin* naaaaa j/k you know better than to believe that, Harlequin. *smirks*
 
<smiles warmly>

"Well then I guess I had better get ready to apply."
 
Well I thought I Would start with a simple shoulder rub. You know firmly grip your shoulders and mold the soft maleable flesh with steady and strong force. Gently rubbing the back of the neck and easing the tension off you like slowly dripping water. Letting your body relax into that state of warm goo where you feel nothing but a calm ocean ripplling gently under my touch.
 
<ponders>

"Is it just just me or does everyone want to see Myst in a bikini?"
 
it's just YOU. I don't even own a bikini! I like my one-piece suit. High neckline, low leg line, covers everything that doesn't need to be glaring in the sun, and it's a speedo! ;) I take my swimming very seriously.
 
<whimpers thinking of Myst in a tight Speedo.>

"So if I can catch you what do I get?"
 
<takes a hit to his heart.>

"Cold so unbelievably cold."

<staggers off wounded.>
 
a swift hard kick to the nuts, i think.. *giggles* poor Myst. all these stalkers! tie them down and show them respect for thy... greatness, Myst! *huge shit-eating grin again, this time with a wink*
 
<winces>

"Don't worry its all right. <cough> I will get over it."

<takes a deep breath.>

"I am taking the side entrance next time."
 
<walk out wincing.>

"Better to have grouped then not to have grouped I guess."
 
lol... well, heaven's what do YOU think? We had to hunt you down just to find you, so you better damn well stay.
 
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