We knocked 'em deader!

Willow ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'


Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.  

[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.


Laura - Jun 25, 2006 7:11:48 am PDT #1632 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Thank you so much. Also, yay for fast airport downloads. 76% 77%...


Laura - Jun 25, 2006 7:23:27 am PDT #1633 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Boarding now.....

I love you Teppy! So much joy packed into 8-1/2 minutes. Thank you.

Outta here. New Orleans here I come.


Deena - Jun 25, 2006 7:50:08 am PDT #1634 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Bye Laura, have fun!

I'm so glad they found your purse, Askye.


Volans - Jun 25, 2006 8:11:48 am PDT #1635 of 10001
move out and draw fire

The sad part is that I was weeks late on being able to see the Jessica and Steph vids.

Oh hey! That's what I needed to do now that I have interbunny again! Thanks!

And thanks Teppy for re-posting.

My cat is sitting on the recliner avidly watching the Chisellers episode of Life of Mammals. At least he hasn't launched himself at the TV. Yet.


Strix - Jun 25, 2006 8:29:55 am PDT #1636 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

bitches has been a little porn-less for my taste lately.

Hey, I've been busy!

Um...here:

The bricks ground into the tender skin of her back, but she didn't care. His tongue dove into her mouth like a hot, wet Greg Louganis, and she kissed him back fiercely, the mingled flavors of tequila and Glenmoranagie where their lips met as intoxicating as the rough feel of his hands on the bare skin of her stomach. Those hands moved higher, skimming over the cups of her bra, and deftly popping the front clasp. Liberated from their lacy Bastille, her breast spilled free into his calloused palms. O liberte! O equalite! O...M&M's!

They both looked down as about fifteen M&M's clattered to the paving stones at their feet.

"Are those M&M's?" he asked incredulously.

I knew I should have worn a turtleneck, she thought as he reached up to pluck off a lone candy, clinging to the bottom curve of her left breast.

"Melts in your mouth, not in your bra?" she joked weakly.

He fingered the candy thoughtfully, a wry quirk to his lipstick be-smeared mouth. He cracked the candy between his thumb and forefinger, and the chocolate, liquified by the heat of her body, oozed out.

"Melts in your mouth, not in your hands, I always heard," he whispered as he rubbed the chocolate lightly over one breast. "Let me find out..."


SailAweigh - Jun 25, 2006 8:39:14 am PDT #1637 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Now I know why I can't get the guys! I don't have M&Ms in my bra!


Lee - Jun 25, 2006 8:59:36 am PDT #1638 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I went back to sleep for over 3 hours.

Shouldn't that have gotten rid of the gronk?


Polter-Cow - Jun 25, 2006 9:02:17 am PDT #1639 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Whoever posted a link to that Nickelback "Photograph" vid, heeee. That was rather amusing.

I know I'm supposed to hate Nickelback, but I can't help liking them. The songs are catchy, even if the lyrics are often questionable.


sj - Jun 25, 2006 9:04:49 am PDT #1640 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Shouldn't that have gotten rid of the gronk?

Yes. An hour didn't get rid of my gronk and, unfortunately, no one magically cleaned my apartment while I was asleep.


Lee - Jun 25, 2006 9:05:29 am PDT #1641 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Mine either, sj. What's up with that?