Looking for that frisson again

Whoa, big fella. Hi John, good to talk to you out of the banter. Don't feel that you've usurped anything, you've really brought some smiles to lots of the folk here and your imagination is awesome. It's good to see you.
I'm flattered inrhapsody speaks well of me, I on;y wish I had more chance to speak to her at all! Alas, had we but time enough and worlds enough, there would be wonder between us I think. I've had a quck look at your profile, as I'm sure everyone else has done, and whatever you want to tell is enough for me.
Writing stories on here is not for the faint hearted it seems. I've had a few published that scored really well, and a couple that were really rubbish, and my last one was rejected out of hand! (It did deserve it though, there was no feeling in it really). I was initially here just to discover if I actually had anything original to say, now I stay for the wit and the charm of the company. Now I must go and respond to some of the other posts, but please don't feel you have to go take your HogWaller ideas elsewhere for my benefit. I think you might attract a lot of interest if you start a thread of your own, as I'm sure we'll all follow you anyway, so perhaps you might do both? Just a thought.

Have fun
Hog Waller is rampantly swirling in my feeble mind. Fed by the blissful manic glow of sleep depravation at the moment, but lost before the devine hallucinations of said derpravation soon to follow. Indeed I think I'll depart after this post to catch a few winks and return by mid afternoon your time armed with some stout caffiene and raring to go. Good day to you and your followers. Of which I now count myself truly devoted.
 
Wow, what do I have to offer? Well, the sequence of events would be something like this.

1. Turf INS out of the spare room and have him exported to Guam in a box marked "Bananas" because he is.
2. Meet you from the plane, kiss your hand, escort you to the waiting car. Drive you to a marvellous and intimate restaurant, perhaps Marcus Anthony or Marco Pierre Whites. On the way I would begin to regale you with witty stories but they would tail off as I simply gazed into your eyes, those wondrous, delicious, utterly captivating eyes.
3. We would eat sensuous, sumptuous food, brushing hands, feet and skin together, we would laugh and then we would giggle, it would be a shared time of illicit, intimate and very private fun.
4. I would admit that I cannot wait to see you posed in elegant glory on a bed, that my body yearned for you, that the rush of desire in me was a pounding in my ears and a narrowing of my focus so that my entire world was just you.
5. I would then find out that you were using your Blackberry to post a message on Literotica saying "Dear John, please send Greyhound ticket and pork rinds, EA is so ugly he has a banning order to stop him going out in daylight"

Happens all the time
Touche!
 
expectations

I truly don't think I've ever kept score in the way I took this to mean. While it's true I'm a female who prefers gestures to actual sparklies, I don't expect them. Maybe my expectations are too low, but I find that loving and being loved is actually a pretty damn good reward. That being said...bring on the sparklies baby!

Hi Wings,
I think INS may be onto something here. I'm more of an extravagant overblown gestures man myself. There may be flowers once a year, and I do bring a cup of tea in bed to my good lady every morning before I go to work, but mainly there is very little until I suddenly surprise her with something so memorable it stays with her for a lifetime. It works for us, and she knows I love her in a way that can't easily be put into words without hyperbole and excess, which I'm not fond of.

Of course sparklies are all very nice but do you really need them? Let's face it, why decorate the Venus de Milo?
 
rudity not crudity

I can't believe how prolific EA has been today. He abandons us all for days and then thinks he can bombard his way back into our lives, how rude.

I read an article earlier this week on how women keep score in a relationship. They prefer a little gift or gesture often rather than a ton of expensive presents once in a while. Perhaps somebody could learn something from this... I'm not refering to anybody in particular of course! :D

Crudité? No soup for me thanks, I've just had breakfast.

As you well know, interloper, my timetable is such that I am not blessed with sufficient time to come on here and talk to everyone on a regular basis, therefore I must make my replies in one explosive burst when I get the chance. I try to be nice, but you make it so hard. No, not that kind of hard, keep your homo-erotic fantasies to yourself. I believe you're online even now, which is probably the first time we've both done it together (although I think that may be inrhapsody's new fantasy) so I shall keep this short.

I read an article on how women keep score in a relationship. It seems that they win and I lose. Same score every time. Perhaps I'm playing the wrong game? Anyway I digress. Did I mention that digression is something I do on a regular basis? It's why I like going to the zoo. There's always a new animal in the next cage so I don't have to hold one train of thought too long. I can see the tigers, then the bears, then the red pandas (lovely things, we adopted one once) and the nuns. I'd love to work in a zoo, or write a book about one.

I'm inspired actually by the idea of writing a book now. You seem to have planted the seed of an idea into my head. I have no idea what it would be about, but it would probably contain some kind of humour. Self depracation seems to be my forte (which is convenient, as I'm already 39) so perhaps that would be the main thrust. It could be about a newly emerging superpower (not X-ray vision, I mean superpower like America and Russia and Algeria) which sets up a new election system and votes someone like me in for Prime Minister. Or maybe I would be a cabbie, transplanted to Tennessee and having to make my living by regaling my fares with tales of derring do across the world.

No, I've got it. What about if it was a book about this ordinary guy who one day got involved in posting complete drivel onto the internet, stumbling across a site full of intelligent but deviant people who eventually club together to take over the world?
 
a single kiss?


Oh dear, a single kiss is all I warrant? I was hoping for effusiveness, for huggles and snuggles and smothering with rampant desire. In my mind there was bumping and grinding and laughter and surprise and joy, there was wicked intention and throaty promises, half voiced utterances of passion in the candlelight, twisting of fists into hair and loud exclamations of release.

Oh well....
 

hummmmm....see John, Hog Waller ain't got the classiness of that place..(Ireland, Scotland, Hong kong - Oh wait that place you don't own now...right? - Oh England).
He wants to brush the hair on my legs - Isn't that what I read? INS...would gladly get out, or share, the spare room.
 
Surely you aren't getting to work and sitting in an office somewhere avoiding contact with your colleagues in order to write to us? Perhaps you shouldn't be ignoring that big flashing "Reactor core temperature" light in front of you?

Well, hello.
*looks around shyly *

I generally write only in the Role Playing forums, but I seem to have lost my way. I've been lurking in the shadows of this thread, on and off, more on nowadays than off. I wish I could participate in your oh so amusing banter, but alas the ' reactor core temperature' light is calling out to me ( Actually its not , but someone is. And if I don't attend soon, she is going to blow more dangerously than a nuclear reactor ). Maybe someday. When I can acquire a fraction of the elegance with which EA writes. But till then, know that I'm in the corner, listening in,with a big grin on my face, silent and invisible.
 
Hello back to you katze. I muss frage, warum is diene name katze? Aber bitte nict auf deutch anworten, es ist viele jahre seit ich habe deutch benutz!

Mein Name ist Katze hier in Literotica, aber ich habe kein Katze in mein Haus. Katzen sind verboten in meine Wohnung.

Deine deutsch ist okay. Meine deutsch ist nicht so gut, auch! ;)
 
Mein Deutsch is nicht gut, so what did you say?

Hi EA! He said that his German is not so good, since it has been many years since he used the language.

Hi to EA, INS, Wings, IR and all the other people in this thread. Have a lovely Friday and best wishes for the weekend! :)
 
hummmmm....see John, Hog Waller ain't got the classiness of that place..(Ireland, Scotland, Hong kong - Oh wait that place you don't own now...right? - Oh England).
He wants to brush the hair on my legs - Isn't that what I read? INS...would gladly get out, or share, the spare room.
Hey, yeah t'aint probably the charm of them exotic places, but then again they t'aint got no beautiful 300' landfill backed up ta their neighborhood neither. (Lot's of beautiful stuff ta be found there, but ya have ta be careful less ya start glowing in the dark after rummaging around in it.) An speakin' o' spare rooms I'm havin' 2nd thoughts an' just kick Buford the coon hound his four bitches and their 27 pups out o' ours. Now soon as the waters turned back on, and if'n I can find a workable garden hose, I'll have Daisy Lu rinse it down all proper and you'll be in the "lap of luxury". Oh and forget combing, Daisy Lu's says she'd glady braid your leg hair, I mean hot damn woman what's more can you ask for.
 
Well, hello.
*looks around shyly *

I generally write only in the Role Playing forums, but I seem to have lost my way. I've been lurking in the shadows of this thread, on and off, more on nowadays than off. I wish I could participate in your oh so amusing banter, but alas the ' reactor core temperature' light is calling out to me ( Actually its not , but someone is. And if I don't attend soon, she is going to blow more dangerously than a nuclear reactor ). Maybe someday. When I can acquire a fraction of the elegance with which EA writes. But till then, know that I'm in the corner, listening in,with a big grin on my face, silent and invisible.

ummmmm...hot damn...fresh meat!!! Welcome and come back and play with us, or me inparticular.
 
Hey, yeah t'aint probably the charm of them exotic places, but then again they t'aint got no beautiful 300' landfill backed up ta their neighborhood neither. (Lot's of beautiful stuff ta be found there, but ya have ta be careful less ya start glowing in the dark after rummaging around in it.) An speakin' o' spare rooms I'm havin' 2nd thoughts an' just kick Buford the coon hound his four bitches and their 27 pups out o' ours. Now soon as the waters turned back on, and if'n I can find a workable garden hose, I'll have Daisy Lu rinse it down all proper and you'll be in the "lap of luxury". Oh and forget combing, Daisy Lu's says she'd glady braid your leg hair, I mean hot damn woman what's more can you ask for.

Oh, John..very appealing, can she do corn rows?
 
Oh, John..very appealing, can she do corn rows?
hmmmmm, interesting point. Daisey Lu probably t'aint that good at corn rows but I knows her cousing, sister, grandmother lover Jasmine is so it's definitely possible.
 
Liebe Katze,
Schade da du kanst keine katze haben! I mag katzen nicht so gern, Hunde sind besser haustierer! You will have to excuse my spelling, grammar, vocabulary etc!
 
hummmmm....see John, Hog Waller ain't got the classiness of that place..(Ireland, Scotland, Hong kong - Oh wait that place you don't own now...right? - Oh England).
He wants to brush the hair on my legs - Isn't that what I read? INS...would gladly get out, or share, the spare room.

Sorry IR, I don't do sharing! We will just have to take turns! I call first turn EA! :D
 
Liebe Katze,
Schade da du kanst keine katze haben! I mag katzen nicht so gern, Hunde sind besser haustierer! You will have to excuse my spelling, grammar, vocabulary etc!

Liebe INS,
Deutsch ist nicht meine Muttersprache. Es ist meine dritte Sprache. So it's alright, I won't be offended! lol Maybe I'm better in the language by only 0.5% than you! :D
 
Liebe INS,
Deutsch ist nicht meine Muttersprache. Es ist meine dritte Sprache. So it's alright, I won't be offended! lol Maybe I'm better in the language by only 0.5% than you! :D

Dritte sprache? Wow bist du clever! I can't remember the German word for clever, I feel it starts with a k or a c. Oh well, there is always gibberish to fall back on! :rose:
 
Oh dear, a single kiss is all I warrant? I was hoping for effusiveness, for huggles and snuggles and smothering with rampant desire. In my mind there was bumping and grinding and laughter and surprise and joy, there was wicked intention and throaty promises, half voiced utterances of passion in the candlelight, twisting of fists into hair and loud exclamations of release.

Oh well....

Yes, just a single kiss. I would hate to get too effusive, as I don't fight for attention. :D
 
Dritte sprache? Wow bist du clever! I can't remember the German word for clever, I feel it starts with a k or a c. Oh well, there is always gibberish to fall back on! :rose:



The only word that comes to mind with those three letters is kurac, and I'm PRETTY sure you didn't mean the Serbian word for cock.
 
Hi EA! He said that his German is not so good, since it has been many years since he used the language.

Hi to EA, INS, Wings, IR and all the other people in this thread. Have a lovely Friday and best wishes for the weekend! :)


Have a wonderful Friday and a wonder weekend, Katze. You are such a doll. :kiss:
 
The only word that comes to mind with those three letters is kurac, and I'm PRETTY sure you didn't mean the Serbian word for cock.

How many other languages do you know the word "Cock" in? I know offensive phrases in Arabic!:rolleyes:
 
I also wish everybody a great weekend. EA is at the moment wining and dining his lucky wife at a luxurious hotel out in the countryside. I am babysitting for him which means watching TV while abusing his laptop.

He said that it is ok to invite one and all to the party at his house tomorrow night. That gives you all about 21 hours to get here, you had better hurry!
 
I also wish everybody a great weekend. EA is at the moment wining and dining his lucky wife at a luxurious hotel out in the countryside. I am babysitting for him which means watching TV while abusing his laptop.

He said that it is ok to invite one and all to the party at his house tomorrow night. That gives you all about 21 hours to get here, you had better hurry!

ABUSING his laptop, you say? Why does that sound so damn kinky? I LIKE it. :D
 
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