Eric made me "roleplay" with him last night. Should I be upset that he wanted me to play Achilles to his Hector? I did enjoy using the big spears though. Honestly, husband, it's just a flesh wound. The grass is getting long again. It's almost time for him to break out the speedo and mow. See this is how our marriage works. I wear the pants and Eric
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This Hector/Achilles idea has a lot of merit. I may have to investigate with someone.
My Speedo is cocked and ready. The grass won't know what hit it. You wear the pants, I wear the skirts, it's a great arrangement.
You should be dancin', yeah.
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I was going to say you should try Paris and Hector but .... no. We here in Rebeccaland frown on incestual playtimes.
Cocked, you say? Delicious. I am dancing. You're more than a woman to me, my dear.
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I'm actually rather surprised they kicked you out. Your tabledances used to be all the rage back in the day.
Interesting you should say Paris/Hector. I happen to be at Orlando's house.
You're like the wind, through my trees.
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Well you know, before I forced you to marry me I used to strip for pocket change. Times were tough. You should come to the men of paradise with me! They'll definitely let you in.
Haha well if anything even remotely incestual happens, you have to tell me all about it mmkay? Did you just Patrick Swayze me? You and all your jive talkin'.
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Something I should know, Jackman?
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