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Hold the presses!! I was mistaken I DO have a picture… well actually it's a small BandiCam clip.
Through all the confusion of being drafted, I had forgotten that I had this. Please forgive me… especially Concerto… It's just that my head was full of other things. I managed to knock some of last month out of an ear… so… it's better now.
Here's the clip of a lovely time. *sigh*
Thank you Concerto
Offering a bribe as I submit my name. heheh
This is way late in getting posted… my apologies to all, as I was called away.
My Secret Valentine
We made our arrangements and met in AChat land on a beach. The surf was rolling in gently and the soft sound muffled the beating of my heart's excitement. My secret Valentine, Concerto was with me, about to bestow her secret gift to me.
We sat and conversed for a while, talking of our visions for AChat, and what we would each like to see be developed in the upcoming year. We expressed ourselves with jokes and softened the air around us.
Once comfortable, she began her dance. I sat, mesmerized by her charming movements, transfixed by the sensuality she exhuded, and perhaps transformed by the experience. I relaxed… as did she… she climbed onto my lap, my hands wanted to explore, but they didn't.
She put a leg on my shoulder and ran her hand the length of her leg, my hands wanted to explore with her hand, but they didn't.
Concerto placed her foot on the bench, next to me, and again ran her hand over her leg, and again, my hands wanted to explore, but they didn't.
Once again she climbed onto my lap, and this time our lips explored each other's lips. Soft… sensuous… full of warmth.
Even though I was the receipent of the Secret Valentine, my desire to explore, to experience, led me to offer a foot massage. Which, to my delight, Concerto agreed to. Now was my chance to explore with my hands the way I had been tempted to do earlier.
Thank you Concerto.
I was so captivated by Concerto's sensuality that I, Covems, forgot to take pictures. Alas… even though those images are burned into my memory, I have none to share with the Village.
I am going to sign up for the Secret Easter, and in doing so, I am wondering if the Moderator of the event could be bribed to pair us up again…. Hmmmmm…
Something like this
No one's looking so I sneak up to the microphone… I tap it a couple of times… “Is this thing on?”
“Know what's been missing?” I ask… not waiting for a reply I answer myself. “A good bad joke…. so here goes…”
“While having breakfast one morning, a middle aged woman says to her husband. “You know, dear… I'm not satisfied with the size of my breasts any longer.”
“What brought that on?” Her husband asks.
“I don't know”, she replies, “I just want a change… I would like to have my breasts enlarged.”
“Well.” He says to her, “You should rub them every day with some toilet paper. That will make them bigger.”
“Really?” She asks. “That will work?”
“Sure.” He says to her. “You should try it.”
So, she decides to try it, and every day she rubs her breasts with some toilet paper. This goes on for about 3 weeks. Then, while looking in the mirror one morning she says to her husband. “I don't think it's working. I have been rubbing my breasts every day with toilet paper like you said, and it's been three weeks but I don't see any change.”
“I don't understand it.” He says. “It worked on your ass.”
HAR… HAR… HAR!
I got a million of them!
Okay… okay… I'll leave you with this question I ponder. I was going to ask this in another place… but I don't want to be admonished again for being off topic in an off topic posting in an off topic section…
*Why is Bra singular, but Panties are plural? Shouldn't it be the other way around?”
Thank you… I'll be here all week
And I might let you.
but WTF is up with this girls eyes? Her pupils are HUGE!
To me, and I am by no means an expert, but it looks like she's on GHB… which is used as a date rate drug. She looks like she has no clue where she is at or what she is doing.
GHB is used to stimulate euphoria and hallucinations, it increases sociability and libido… it will also lower inhibitions and make the victim susceptible to suggestions… easily led to do things she wouldn't normally do. It is sold as a liquid, or a light colored powder that dissolves easily in liquid. It has no odor, and is almost undetectable when mixed in a drink.
It will impare vision by over dialating the pupils… which is what looks like happened to her.
Other effects are: slow heart rate and circulation… it interferes with motor coordination and balance. If taken in large amounts GHB can also cause paralysis, nausea, vomiting, tremors, delusions, dizziness, bowel and bladder incontinence and amnesia. Some of the symptoms last for over a week.
Nasty stuff… anyone who uses such a thing on another should be dragged into the street and horse whipped, if not worse. I'm not a violent person, but if that's what happened to her, I would have no problem beating to a pulp, the guy who gave it to her… and if that was my daughter he'd be dead.
“Hang on Pookie! Whoaaaaa… there goes the bra!” I lean in to JD again… “Heheh… nice job fff… bucking Pookie out of that.”
“Okay Pookie… JD is going to get you off… he's going to fff… buck you so hard you can't help but get off.”
“Do it JD… get Pookie off.”
Helping Pookie up I give her a kiss on the cheek. “Great ride, Pookie.” I say to her. “You really hung in there. Now go give JD a kiss for fff… bucking you so good. Then you should take a turn on the table.”
I go to the bar. “This calls for something strong… sarsaparilla please.”