I fed off a flowerperson, and I spent the next six hours watchin' my hand move.

Spike ,'Same Time, Same Place'


Spike's Bitches 24: I'm Very Seldom Naughty.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


vw bug - Jul 06, 2005 1:15:37 pm PDT #8824 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Gah. Home from work. Stress, stress, stress. Will someone come cook me dinner?


§ ita § - Jul 06, 2005 1:16:16 pm PDT #8825 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Did you make it all the way through, vw? Not that your answer should affect having dinner made ...


vw bug - Jul 06, 2005 1:17:50 pm PDT #8826 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

I did! I worked from 1:30pm (which was early...I didn't have to be in till 2pm) till 6pm. Go me!


§ ita § - Jul 06, 2005 1:18:32 pm PDT #8827 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Go you indeed!


vw bug - Jul 06, 2005 1:26:50 pm PDT #8828 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

But, I really, really dislike my new boss. And, we thought one of our girls ran today, which was kind of stressful and not fun. The staff told me I'll get used to things like that happening, but it was the first one I had to deal with, and it was packed full of the not fun kind of stress.


Topic!Cindy - Jul 06, 2005 1:28:27 pm PDT #8829 of 10001
What is even happening?

I love my mother, and she helps me in more ways than I can describe, therefore, I will not look at this evening as a source of frustration, but rather, as a chance to cheerfully reciprocate.

I love my mother, and she helps me in more ways than I can describe, therefore, I will not look at this evening as a source of frustration, but rather, as a chance to cheerfully reciprocate.

I love my mother, and she helps me in more ways than I can describe, therefore, I will not look at this evening as a source of frustration, but rather, as a chance to cheerfully reciprocate.

I love my mother, and she helps me in more ways than I can describe, therefore, I will not look at this evening as a source of frustration, but rather, as a chance to cheerfully reciprocate.

I love my mother, and she helps me in more ways than I can describe, therefore, I will not look at this evening as a source of frustration, but rather, as a chance to cheerfully reciprocate.

I love my mother, and she helps me in more ways than I can describe, therefore, I will not look at this evening as a source of frustration, but rather, as a chance to cheerfully reciprocate.

I love my mother, and she helps me in more ways than I can describe, therefore, I will not look at this evening as a source of frustration, but rather, as a chance to cheerfully reciprocate.

I love my mother, and she helps me in more ways than I can describe, therefore, I will not look at this evening as a source of frustration, but rather, as a chance to cheerfully reciprocate.

I love my mother, and she helps me in more ways than I can describe, therefore, I will not look at this evening as a source of frustration, but rather, as a chance to cheerfully reciprocate.

I love my mother, and she helps me in more ways than I can describe, therefore, I will not look at this evening as a source of frustration, but rather, as a chance to cheerfully reciprocate.


Daisy Jane - Jul 06, 2005 1:32:01 pm PDT #8830 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

My Cindy's broken.


erikaj - Jul 06, 2005 1:33:42 pm PDT #8831 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Pushing your buttons, is she?


JZ - Jul 06, 2005 2:14:59 pm PDT #8832 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

::pets Cindy's head, offers her petit fours::

::no, really, they fix everything::

My busty nursing-mother friend had no suggestions for Plei; she sadly confirmed that the pickings for formal dresses fit to nurse in are slim, and what little is there is mostly lousy. I'm horribly sorry.

I did find this at Nordstrom: not a nursing dress per se, but longish black cotton (and, if too long, looks like a nice plain style that'd be easy to hem up), semi-dressy looking, and buttons down the front: [link]


P.M. Marc - Jul 06, 2005 2:22:04 pm PDT #8833 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

My busty nursing-mother friend had no suggestions for Plei; she sadly confirmed that the pickings for formal dresses fit to nurse in are slim, and what little is there is mostly lousy. I'm horribly sorry.

I think I'm going to try finding a Rockabilly dress I can mess with.

Sadly, the dress you linked to wouldn't fit across Luke and Laura.