The Old China Pearl Inn

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Umm thanks Yeishia.

I savor her sweet hug and kiss and the dark rich coffee she brings. a soft kiss caresses her cheek.

I see you are enjoying your book Miss.
 
Umm thanks Yeishia.

I savor her sweet hug and kiss and the dark rich coffee she brings. a soft kiss caresses her cheek.

I see you are enjoying your book Miss.



Blushing my eyes meet his ...

Mmmmmmmm I am, very much indeed.:rose:
 
Good Yeishia!

a soft fleeting kiss for the blushing Miss.

Well I am off to stacking the winter's firewood Miss so take care and enjoy.
 
Blushing more I solemnly watch him leave .

While the cats away...:devil:

* grinning I snap,my fingers, the Vassal staff bring in a huge TV and the wood they have chopped for the fire, which they bring to life in record time, a whispered thank you and they are gone.

I put one Of Mari's pizzas into cook and carefully carry out the ice bucket which still had beer a plenty.

Popping open a cold one I turn in the TV and prop my long legs up in the table.

England were playing soon a game I simply could not miss. :):rose:

Of course I was wayching the recap,having missed it yesterday. It was still a first for me , isolated as I was I had not heard the results yet and so could hope...


Smiling I soon became lost in the game that was already in play.
 
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Sadly we had lost and I found myself a tad tipsy. I called upon the Vassal staff to clear up all evidence of my solo party.

A whispered, " Que Sera Sera, " and I disappear into the eternal shadows leaving nothing but rose petals scattered along the couch upon which I had rested....:rose:
 
*enters the Inn, her spidey senses telling her that she missed a party*

Drat! I could have used a good party after the latest goat rope with today's batch of management incompetence....

*flops down on her favorite couch to catch up on some reading and noodling*

Evening to all lurking in the shadows...
 
Ah poor Angel tough day Miss?

Yeishia I take it England did not do well at the World Cup today?
 
Angel I see your poor sweet young Miss has arrived at the Merchant's estate.
 
Cg!

*smiles widely at his sorely missed person*

Long time, no see, mister

*gives him a quick peck on the cheek*

Sorry, I was finally pulling together my story listing that I had promised myself I'd do awhile ago. :rolleyes:
 
*groans softly as she raises her arms over her head and stretches*

This place needs a masseuse!

*tilts her head from side to side and then goes back to her noodling*
 
Entering the Inn for an evening libation, I see Angel huddled on the couch and give her a warm hug and a kiss as I make my to the bar for a drink.

"Hey there trouble, can I get you a drink while I'm at the bar?"
 
*smiles at seeing one of her favorite writing partners*

Hiya handsome! I'll take whatever you feel like pouring tonight.... It's been another one of those days.
 
Pouring a vodka on the rocks for myself and a healthy Rum and Coke for Angel, I return to her couch and hand her her drink with a slight bow.

"Mind if I join you for a while, I'm just finishing up some last posts for the night."
 
Taking a seat and setting my laptop on the table, I raise my glass in toast.

"To another day of goat roping, cluster fucking, ass hattery, and general corporate stupidity."
 
*raises her glass in response*

Amen!

*takes a long swallow and then places the drink to the side or she'd end up chugging the whole darn thing*

I told management today that they either let me make decisions or they could just tell me what they wanted to do and I'd figure out how to salvage what I could. But that their stupid "you can't do xyz" without telling me what arbitrary rules they were going to apply to my plans this time had to stop.

Of course it helped that the counterpart to my project plan was with me and was basically telling them the same thing. He's 3x my size so it sounds so much more convincing coming from him (no, this isn't my nemesis). Of course, I think I have half the mgmt staff convinced I'm one more comment away from tears. :rolleyes:
 
Smiling at her last comment... "Well, sometimes you have to bring all your weapons to bear when your at war."

Taking a sip of my own drink and feeling the pleasant first sting of the icy fluid hit my palate. "Well, I got to finish up a project for a client today only to have them break it within 3 hours because some people just can't NOT fuck with shit. So I got to haul my ass back out and fix it. Of course my contact wants to know what went wrong, so I told her... 'ID10T error... It's a very common problem here for some reason.' Of course I was as sweet as could be about it." :D
 
Darlin' - my weapons would be my tits if I really wanted to fight dirty... (Sadly there are only a handful of women who end up in mgmt in my company... Probably because the smart ones stay away and I'm too much of a gift bear)

*smiles at the 1D10T reference*

We used to have a "form" for that... Too funny...

*gives him a quick hug*

Sorry for your frustrations though...
 
Blushes at her hug.

"An ID10T form... that might be a fun project to start, and don't even get me started on those weapons of mass destruction you bring to the fight. I'm pretty sure the white hankies waving around the office wouldn't be just for surrendering with." :eek::D
 
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*sticks her tongue out at him playfully*

Yeah, I work with a lot of boob men. Had to start wearing higher necked, looser tops awhile back or they'd never look me in the eye.

And the customers are worse... :rolleyes:
 
I sit back and look at her pensively, my hand stroking my chin as my brow furrows in concentration...

"Ohhhhhh There they are! You're right... you DO have eyes!" :eek:

Raising my arms defensively as I start laughing, fully expecting some martial art assault upon my body.
 
*raises a delicately arched brow*

I'm beginning to think you want me to beat you...
 
Welllllll... I don't know about beaten, but I am feeling pretty whipped. :D

I think Miss Angel, that my last post is going to have to wait until morning. I've got a very full day ahead and as much as I love to trade entendre's with you, I think it's almost time for me to hit the sheets.
 
Considering the reading material I just shared with you... I think I'm going to slink off to bed myself. It might be awhile before my blush fades anyway. :eek:

Sweet dreams and.... Well, you know...
 
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