Sillyman is my Apple Dumpling

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I could drift in the warmth of your skin and feel your fragrant thighs wrapped around me. You blush, its delicate tinge lights up your face and draws my attention to your voluptous depths. you pull me down into your bower and we are giggling naughyness for a while. i would nibble your collarbone, drawing your sugar fine skin into my mouth and tasting your honey flesh against my tounge. You ae an explosion, your taste a riot of sensation against my fevered skin. I would pull you to me, kissing the depths of you, probing your mouth with my tounge drinking you down and breathing into you. I would explore the curve of your breast with my fingertips, rough as they are from playing an too much typing. Your softness, too easily bruised like petals of a flower, yet in brusing releases scent so subtle....


Oh, wait.

<shakes head>

Heh.

:D

Sorry, Rhys. You can have your words back now.
 
Watch it, Silly...Rose might have to go penis on your ass again...


and I wanna watch.
 
red_rose said:


Not tonight, honey. I have a headache.

:p

Oh honey, you never want it anymore *sniffle* Don't you find me attractive? Looks like it's just me alone tonight. I want choclate. :(
 
Please, you just sit here watching soaps, Jerry Springer, and eating bon-bons while Rose is out busting her ass all day.
 
Sillyman said:
You NEVER let me watch what I want to watch.

Lifetime is not my idea of a good time.

Go get me a beer.

And one for Piper, too.

<adjusts crotch>

Hey, silly, baby? Why don't you whip somethin' up for us? Bake us some cookies, will you doll?
 
Sure thing.

But I have to act pissed when you do it and then hi-five ya for it once he's in the kitchen. ;)
 
*chucks ya on the shoulder*

Gotcha.

Hey silly-babe, where's my beer? I'm gettin' parched...
 
:rolleyes:

*walks into kitchen*

*looks back at Piper with her best "watch this" look.*

Hey, baby... You're lookin' good tonight....

*puts a hand on Silly's ass*
 
*stops sobbing and looks back at Rose with an "I'm gonna kill you" look.* Get your damn hands off me!
 
Takes the abandoned remote and starts flipping channels like mad.

Oohh...wrestling.

Turns up the sound to drown out the sobbing coming from the kitchen.

slides down in chair and puts hand in the top of pants.
*belch*
 
red_rose said:
Okay, babe. Sheesh.


What's eatin' you?

I'll TELL you what's ben eating me. I spent all day trying to get this house looking halfway presentable, picking up YOUR beer cans and cleaning the carpets and trying to keep our son from killing himself, and I even make a nice dinner for you, and what do you do? You plop down in that damn chair of yours with that sleazeball pippercatt, and proceed to berate and belittle bme. *tears welling up* You can't even take the time to show me any affection at all. No "I love you honey", no "How was your day", not even a damn peck on the cheek, just a belch and plop down to watch NASCAR. And then you have the nerve to treat me like some kind of piece of meat for your friend's amusement. Don't think I don't hear that crap that goes on between you too. You, you, bastard!! *crys loudly*
 
Aw, sugarplum.

How 'bout I just finish watching this match, then I tell Piper to hit the road so we can ... you know... Let Mr. Winky out to play...
 
*pretends to fall asleep with hand still in pants, ala Al Bundy style*
 
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