Xander ,'End of Days'
[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.
I am currently running around pantsless. I actually had to convince myself to do this, which is silly. I live alone for pete's sake! If I want to run around naked in the privacy of my own home, I can.
It still feels very funny, but all my comfy pants are currently downstairs being washed. So, I will be pantsless for a little while longer.
Pantsless!! Heh. VW, your having to convince yourself to be pantsless reminds me of the girl I'm seeing asking me at one point "So, do you close the bathroom door when you're alone at home?!?" and me being all "Uh, yeah...."
...although if I had someone worth trading in for Juliana AND smonster, I'd never leave the bedroom and I'd be sacked. Um. But happy.
Ooh. That also might be a good plan...
Yay being pantsless!
In the interest of breaking the men-lovin' Bitches, I offer a set of links: The smile. Dear gods, the smile.
(I'm working on a post about why I love John Winchester (Roman values! Competence kink!), but the brain, she is notsomuch with the thinky today, so it might not ever get finished, and the pictures are just too pretty to waste.)
(I have more.)
(I might be a little obsessed.)
(Or maybe I just need to get laid.)
Slightly used?
Well-loved?
The smile. Dear gods, the smile.
Dimples.
Deep, deep, charming dimples.
::sigh::
Slightly used?
Well-loved?
Broken-in? All kinks accounted for?
Can we attract you an improper Indian wife instead? Might be a better fit....
As long as the family thinks she's proper, we're all good.
I'm seeing asking me at one point "So, do you close the bathroom door when you're alone at home?!?" and me being all "Uh, yeah...."
I don't. sometimes I forget to close it when other people are there. Actually, my bathroom door doesn't even close properly when you want it to. I forget that. But,I've been living alone for about 5 years now, so it's habit. I will wander around pantsless or topless often.
Well, I do wander around pantsless, yes. And when I don't, it's more a function of "it's too cold in here to wander around pantsless" than any modesty.
Happy birthday, Olivia! You beauty patootie!