Plei, I love it. It's fascinating. There's so much hinted at and I love the descriptions. I was trying very hard not to compare, then I figured, if I do that I don't learn -- so I'm comparing. I'm glad you're writing this and posting it for us.
This is such lovely fiction, all of it. I love V!Giles and Ethan, and Emma. I feel so blessed to get to read all this as it happens.
I watched two Avengers episodes last night. I blame Deb.
HA! Was Emma driving her red Lotus Elan? My grandfather actually collected vintage cars, and he had a Lagonda similar to one that Steed drove.
Off to buy shooooooooz....
They were in a hay cart, at the end. We're working our way through the whole Mrs. Peel run, and we're almost to the end of 1965.
So I'm writing blatantly self-serving Weslay'N'Gun4Evah!!!!1! porn.
I have no shame. In fact, my shame is off happily giving a blowjob to a man in a skirt.
God bless you and your generous shame, shrift.
So when are you going to let us see it shrift?
So when are you going to let us see it shrift?
Um, sometime soonish, probably.
Yeah!
(Please note by the way, that my question was not only self serving and shameless, but also didn't require me to actually do anything. )
(Please note by the way, that my question was not only self serving and shameless, but also didn't require me to actually do anything. )
And Perkins scores the trifecta!