|A stupendous moment in my own personal history.
Mad Scientess Jane Expat
this.I just wanted to point out that four years ago today, I posted |
I'd apologize, except I don't think I could be sincere about that. ;-)
blimey at the icon you used in that comment as well. a far cry from Agent Z.
I know. I shocked myself with that one.
the famous British reserve is a myth. it appears to be to be perpetuated to make us seem quaint to Americans, and to make Americans feel like that are less constrained by self imposed...er...constraints than they actually are. not sure whether that's an accurate assessment, but. i can definitively state that the famous British reserve does not exist.
Even if I were to base my agreement solely on the amount of kerb-crawling I experience, I'd have to concur.
Thank you! I think I'll take my post out for a nice dinner, feed it chocolate-dipped strawberries and give it...a chaste kiss good-night. ;-)
*blinking* You win. Absolutely.
If they're an option, I'll take the jet-powered rocket pants as a prize. :-D
WHEW. You do rock so much, you know.
I was going to ring you on my break last night but thought if Tim had shown up you'd be shooting anyway. :)
Hee. He did, shortly after I texted you. I'm really pleased with the results and waiting to hear what he thinks before I post.
I just realised I commented on the old entry. I thought I should bring my WOW over here *s*
Well, thank you. I don't post a lot that could be counted as overtly erotic. Usually I'm far too embarrassed to share it when I write it. ;-)
A year or so ago I wrote a story whilst *aherm* feeling the effects of a rather randy-making (but feeling-reducing) potion. I tried reading it not so long ago and I made my own cheeks blush. It was so...ah...raw? that I couldn't finish reading it myself, I would absolutely die if the Monsta found it, but I just can't bring myself to throw it out.