Elle.. have you typed it enough that Beans no longer looks right to you?
And not really beans as such, I bought her a collar and little name tag. I'd hate to call it anything as grandiose as a collaring. It was more an affirmation to her that I mean what I say when I tell her she is mine and I'm not going anywhere!
Wonderful beans!
Meanwhile, my upstairs shower unit attempted to mate with my downstairs kitchen floor and make lots of rubble babies on it's way down so I have been somewhat distracted in trying to sort out the mess. Life does rather get in the way of smuttiness, fait-il pas?
Malich, so glad you guys are having fuuuun! And Lucy - yeah, pole dancing, really, really, really tough. And I nearly knocked out the instructor with one of my legs when they got too close: they had to settle for a big bleeding bruise instead. Turns out Dyspraxia and flailing limbs don't go together too well What are you going to try next?
Why was your shower unit trying to mate with your kitchen floor? Hope it gets sorted soon so you can get back to smuttiness
Hee hee, glad I am not the only one struggling with the pole.
Hmm, next likely to be Bollywood. Although a friend is singing the praises of bellydancing... guess I will have to try them both
(once I have recovered. Seriously achy!!)