smiling, I take a small scoop of whipped cream and outline Nights lips with it, then lick off the lower half, leaving a very nice, thick white mustache on Nights upper lip
leaning over to Amy, i whisper loudly if he says you can, i'll let you have the top half...
so kind of you to offer your services as a platter for whipped cream my eyes are laughing at yours, then deepening to more serious as i lean forward and whisper into your ear softly
just remember, that which is asked for and respected, is often freely given. Enjoy yourself Night.
Myself, though this repast is quite tempting, i fear I have to leave once more
One fine Fall evening I was a but a young Tadpole in the service of my Countrie's Navy. I was in a small vessel training a group of very young Tadpoles on the basics of navigation. Well for those who don't know in rivers and waters navigated by ships there are red and green Buoys.. Generally speaking you want to be between those red and green lights at night.
So it's pitch black, the water is calm and a trainee is at the wheel. Stupid me I'm not paying close attention to whats going on, in fact I was doing all I could to not drift off to sleep.
Anyhow out of no where the trainee very nervously asks "I go between the red and green lights right?" Well for some reason the hair on the back of my neck stood up, and my spidey sense said oh shit to me. So I stood up and took a hard look out my wheel house windows.. And there not very far from me was a big black hole. That big black hole was a Giant Freighter.. A ship more than double the size of my vessel and the trainee was steering between the Port and Starboard lights of the ship.
I cursed, shoved the kid out of the way, slammed the throttle up to flank speed and turned the wheel hard over. It was close.. But we didn't get run over that night.
Fate Protects fools and ships...
That was the Reader's Digest version of the story.
The morning dawns cold and gray and the chill in the air means that the fire on the hearth need another log or two. After attending to that I pour myself a mug of coffee.[/i]
Phoo Ming I think we missed a very entertaining evening old friend.