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11 comments:
Those two are about to have just the best time ever!
"Lordy, those were some kinda Seabreezes, weren't they? What's your name again?"
Look at the mischevious look on the face of the one in the shower. You know she's going to flick water on sleepy girl who will then say while laughing, "I'm going to get you!" and then they will giggle while sleepy girl chases shower girl until they tackle each other on the bed laughing until the laughter slowly recedes as they look into each other's eyes and quietly, gently start to kiss.
At least I'm assuming that's what's going to happen. I mean, it seems pretty obvious doesn't it?
Greg, your scenario makes perfect sense to me, except for the "gently" part.
You're right, that part's probably wrong but everything else is just your standard lesbian behavior, par for the course.
You guys have such dirty minds. They're just two nice, innocent, all-American girls having a good time: nothing dirty or lesbian about it. Filthy, filthy minds.
Ed, you're back! I remember you writing that you put up the conversation post, which you did, but that it was pre-scheduled and you wouldn't be around.
Any lesbians honeymooning at the same time as you and your WIFE!!!
Updated your relationship status on FB yet?
Yeah, I've been back for a week, though not terribly active yet.
Actually, though, some of my only computer activity during my week off was updating my Facebook status. My wife insisted that you're not really married until Facebook says so, especially once she saw your comment on my hiatus post.
Ed, I just left a comment on Only the Cinema. Welcome back you married man you.
What's really happening is that the brunette is an undercover cop who slept with the blonde because she's the doxy of a Chicago crime kingpin. At the gangster's trial, brunette and blonde have an awkward moment in the elevator (during which the teenage elevator operator strains to hear them whispering behind his back) "going down" where the brunette tells the blonde she was just doing her job. "So, it was all an act?" the blonde asks, in an uncharacteristically unguarded moment. "Yeah," the brunette replies, her voice husky with banked emotion. "That's all it was."
"Ground floor," says the elevator operator and he opens the cage doors and the women step out into the light, each pointed in a different direction, both headed towards the setting sun of certainty.
As the brunette reaches the door she touches herself, gently, and looks back.
The End?
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