I think it's a good sign, Maria!
'Harm's Way'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Fingers crossed for you, Maria!
quester, that's an awesome story.
quester, that's an awesome story.
It was the highlight of my summer.
Yay Maria!
Maria, that does sound good! I got appendages crossed for you!
Quester, that is a great story! Love it.
I made a phone call tonight. Here are some excerpts.
"What would you say if I wanted the phosphate thing to be...a date?"
"That sounds like fun. I was going to think of it as a date anyway, whatever you thought of it."
"Oh. That's good. That seems to indicate a mutual liking."
"Sorry, I'm still trying to process the fact that I asked you out on a date and you said yes."
"That reduced some stress."
"Oh! Was that part of all your stress?"
"I've been wanting to do that for a while."
"How long have you been wanting to do that?"
"Like...a year? Maybe longer? The night we met?"
"I've been meaning to do it, but I didn't want to do it over Facebook Chat. It would have been inappropriate. Well, not inappropriate, but I thought I could do better."
"Thank you for doing better. It was nice."
So that happened.
Are you going on a date in my neighborhood?!?!
YAYAYAYAYAYAYA
phosphates?
phosphates?
At The Ice Cream Bar.
You must tell me the exact time and date of this "date" so that I can casually drop by and sing your praises. Literally, singing them. Possibly with some interpretative jazz dance.
It won't be awkward or embarrassing in the least, I assure you and will only enhance the intimacy of the "date."
It won't be awkward or embarrassing in the least, I assure you and will only enhance the intimacy of the "date."
As the two of you huddle together in fear.