*Comes in with a bag over head*
Have you ever done anything so embarrassing that you wanted to just curl up and die?
The other night I was exposed to that nullification field and I became Blanche! Oh my god, I was a cheap slut! I tried to assault a leopard man. And the words I said! Oh, I am just so embarrassed!
There is no excuse for it, I wasn't in control of my actions, but that is no excuse. I saw what was happening and should have just walked away. But no, I am such a busy body and had to intervene. Never again will I do that, at least not around here.
To top it off, the outfit wasn't even mine. I have no idea where I acquired it from, but it was so tacky. I never wear leather, I am against cruelty to animals. Animals are the best friends a person can have, even those animals you call room mates, like Blanche.
Now, I know I shouldn't tell you this, but I have to confess it to someone.
You see, when I suddenly popped back in to my own world, I was still under the effects of that blasted field and dressed like an extra from a bad sci-fi movie. Well, in walked Blanche, Dorthy, and Sophia. Sophia took one look at me and walked right back in to the Kitchen.
Dorthy stood there, pointed with one hand and spoke to Blanche. "Still think you're not a bad influence?"
"Oh, shush, Dorthy!" Blanche walked over to the table behind the couch, grabbed her purse and keys, then me and dragged me for the door. Calling over her shoulder, she dragged me out the door. "We're going to the Rusty Anchor before she sobers up!"
"Be sure to use protection!"
"Dressed like this, who needs pepper spray?"
Well, if I had been in my right mind, I would never have gone. But as it was, I was in the mood to dominate a man or twenty. The drive was quick because I kept... running my leather riding crop up Blanche's arm until she took it away from me. I was bored, teasing her seemed a good idea.
We arrived at the Rusty Anchor in no time. She walked in like a band leader, bobbing that danged riding crop like a baton. I strutted in behind her. I did a quick survey of the men in the room. "You're all scum!"
A man who was coming out of the restroom swallowed and got down on his knees in front of me. "I've been a naughty little boy."
Well I grabbed his chin and squeezed. Bending down, I gazed upon him with disdain. "Beg me to spank you, you filthy man."
"Oh, please..." And it degenerated from there.
Needless to say I will never ever be able to show my face in that bar again, not that I want to. That place is filled with perverts! Blanche was the worse of them. *Glances about despite the bag blocking her view* I say was. She was until I came along.
Never again will I ever do that. Never, Never, Never.
On the other hand, it did remind me of a St. Olaf story from when I was....
End Message.
The other night I was exposed to that nullification field and I became Blanche! Oh my god, I was a cheap slut! I tried to assault a leopard man. And the words I said! Oh, I am just so embarrassed!
There is no excuse for it, I wasn't in control of my actions, but that is no excuse. I saw what was happening and should have just walked away. But no, I am such a busy body and had to intervene. Never again will I do that, at least not around here.
To top it off, the outfit wasn't even mine. I have no idea where I acquired it from, but it was so tacky. I never wear leather, I am against cruelty to animals. Animals are the best friends a person can have, even those animals you call room mates, like Blanche.
Now, I know I shouldn't tell you this, but I have to confess it to someone.
You see, when I suddenly popped back in to my own world, I was still under the effects of that blasted field and dressed like an extra from a bad sci-fi movie. Well, in walked Blanche, Dorthy, and Sophia. Sophia took one look at me and walked right back in to the Kitchen.
Dorthy stood there, pointed with one hand and spoke to Blanche. "Still think you're not a bad influence?"
"Oh, shush, Dorthy!" Blanche walked over to the table behind the couch, grabbed her purse and keys, then me and dragged me for the door. Calling over her shoulder, she dragged me out the door. "We're going to the Rusty Anchor before she sobers up!"
"Be sure to use protection!"
"Dressed like this, who needs pepper spray?"
Well, if I had been in my right mind, I would never have gone. But as it was, I was in the mood to dominate a man or twenty. The drive was quick because I kept... running my leather riding crop up Blanche's arm until she took it away from me. I was bored, teasing her seemed a good idea.
We arrived at the Rusty Anchor in no time. She walked in like a band leader, bobbing that danged riding crop like a baton. I strutted in behind her. I did a quick survey of the men in the room. "You're all scum!"
A man who was coming out of the restroom swallowed and got down on his knees in front of me. "I've been a naughty little boy."
Well I grabbed his chin and squeezed. Bending down, I gazed upon him with disdain. "Beg me to spank you, you filthy man."
"Oh, please..." And it degenerated from there.
Needless to say I will never ever be able to show my face in that bar again, not that I want to. That place is filled with perverts! Blanche was the worse of them. *Glances about despite the bag blocking her view* I say was. She was until I came along.
Never again will I ever do that. Never, Never, Never.
On the other hand, it did remind me of a St. Olaf story from when I was....
End Message.