kicks matter transmitter device petulantly.

Pesky e-bay teleporter. Shoulda never trusted that MiracleMan guy. Hmph.

Geography is, indeed, a bitch. And not in that good way.

Erika, honey, I'll slide your bread up against the elements, warm it up just right and butter your toast any day.

That is the most pornalicious statement I've ever read. I think.

Sounds good...of course eating breakfast will make me giggle like an idiot now, but it's well worth it.

NovaChild, you really mustn't encourage me, else soon I'll be offering to heat up people's sausages, and it'll all go down hill from there. Or at least something will go down. Hill. Er.

I think I need an intervention. I appear to be trapped in a Carry On movie...

Is it a uniquely British trick to be apologetically bawdy?

I don't know, but it's uniquely appealing from Brits as opposed to schmuckish when I do it.

I'm quite fond of your bawdiness, Erika. Never fails to make me grin. But then, no big surprise there, hm?

You are *such* a bad influence on me. Oh, well, you know, "Sex is never gratuitous." Right?

Fay, I just printed out 50 pages of "Invisible to See."

I hope it doesn't disappoint, or I may have to take back those porny comments.

...

Just kidding. I'd never do that.

ETA: 20 pages in, it's kind of kicking ass.

ETAA: Fuck. 50 pages in, I'm addicted. Damn it. I'm not going to sleep because of you, you fantastic British fic seductress lady. (of COURSE I mean porn.)

ETAAA: I'm low on black ink, now. You foul temptress. Hmmph. Back to bed, with 62 more pages in hand!

Heh. I love it when a pair of hot fictional characters plan comes together.