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In which John and Alison don't do much halfway...

bright_shiny_thing: *blinks*
bright_shiny_thing: You made a Teletubbies sound. Do you have any idea how wrong that is?

x_pyromaniac: *waves handbag and adjusts antenna*

bright_shiny_thing: *keels over laughing*
bright_shiny_thing: Ahem. *climbs back on chair* Now I just wish I had a picture of that, I do.

x_pyromaniac: You don't know where my antenna is, Miss B.

bright_shiny_thing: *falls off chair laughing again* Damn it. And here I was trying to behave.

x_pyromaniac: You better not keep falling off that chair. You might get bruised knees or something...people might start talking....

bright_shiny_thing: *smug* Let 'em.

x_pyromaniac: Corn fed not giving you any, then?

bright_shiny_thing: *thwaps you* What the heck did you tell Sam to get him so flustered anyway? He was all "wah, must run and hide" for days.

x_pyromaniac: Oh, I don't really remember specifics... I mean, the emails we shared and the conversation we had came straight from a special place inside me. I think they call it the groin.

bright_shiny_thing: *chuckles* That explains a lot right there. *wry grin* Not everyone is able to deal with an absolutely lewd sense of humor...

x_pyromaniac: It was the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help me God.

bright_shiny_thing: *grin* I believe you.
bright_shiny_thing: Btw - don't think I can fit in ALL those books as P.O. addresses can only take packages so big. Hush you, don't touch that one. Now, what are your priorities? DVDs, which titles of the books?

x_pyromaniac: DVDs. and the Robin Hobbs.
x_pyromaniac: And I'm tempted to send you copies of the emails and stuff, just to see what your boy is capable of...which is to say, nothing.

bright_shiny_thing: *grins* Consider it done. Heh. You'd like Jason. He's possibly the lewdest creature I know.
bright_shiny_thing: *lol* Oh, Sam's doing just fine. And no, I'm not giving you details. *smug* Damn. I gotta stop it with the smug... ^^;

x_pyromaniac: Oh, I always though Sam could do just fine.

bright_shiny_thing: *bites tongue*

x_pyromaniac: But then, I always thought Sam was quite fine, no do about it.

bright_shiny_thing: Well. You won't get any arguments from me there.
bright_shiny_thing: I admit to being highly biased.

x_pyromaniac: You're both vanilla, right?

bright_shiny_thing: Oh man. I'm so going to hell for this. *shrugs* Be glad I'm not much with the shy on this kind of topic. And no. Not really vanilla, me.

x_pyromaniac: Oh, so you'd be up for a threesome, then?

bright_shiny_thing: *laughs self silly* Wretched creature. Right now it's a firm no on that one.

x_pyromaniac: Like I said. Vanilla!

bright_shiny_thing: *shakes head* What, is that all you'd consider adventuresome?

x_pyromaniac: Part of it. Unless you have a fetish for hot wax, role play and manacles, I stand by my initial conclusion.

bright_shiny_thing: *innocent whistle* Take out the hot wax and you're gettin' close.

x_pyromaniac: ...Why are the good people around here taken?

bright_shiny_thing: *sympathetic pat* ... *in a non feeling up way* I got very lucky? Very very very lucky... I'll stop, as I could go on a while like that. You'll find your own one day, hon. Trite and sappy as hell, but that's me sometimes. *sheepish look*

x_pyromaniac: Yeah, well...two of the guys I liked are taken, and well, most of the chicks I liked tended to be staff members.

bright_shiny_thing: There is absolutely nothing I can say to make that better in any way, shape or form. Wanting someone you can't have just bites it big time. I can promise you a hug next time we meet in person, though...

x_pyromaniac: I promise I won't grope you.
x_pyromaniac: I'll leave that for Sam.

bright_shiny_thing: Works for me. *wry smile*
bright_shiny_thing: Oooh... you bad bad baaad influence, you. Look what you made me do. And I usually manage not to go all lewd on people here.

x_pyromaniac: Guess I'm just an undesirable influence then, Miss B.

bright_shiny_thing: Not in the least.
bright_shiny_thing: Of course, I could say I'm easy, but then that'd be just feeding you a straight line.

x_pyromaniac: Me? A straight line? That's never going to happen.

bright_shiny_thing: *sigh* I miss you, you know that?

x_pyromaniac: I miss you. Some of you more than others.
x_pyromaniac: And some of you not at all.

bright_shiny_thing: *faint smile* You'll owe me a hug too. 'kay?

x_pyromaniac: *rolls eyes* Yes, Miss.

bright_shiny_thing: Good boy.

x_pyromaniac: Oh, please.
x_pyromaniac: I do not do the "I have a Mistress" thing.
x_pyromaniac: The only people who I will wear collars for tend to have cocks.

bright_shiny_thing: *laughs* Duly noted.
bright_shiny_thing: *ponder* Think we can make that book run a meet, or still too complicated?

x_pyromaniac: I might be able to get out once more. But it's kind of my last chance, so I'd like to hold it in reserve.

bright_shiny_thing: *nods* Gotcha. I'll just overcompensate on the books and whatnot. Don't mind if I do?

x_pyromaniac: No, not at all.

bright_shiny_thing: Much relief. I don't do halfway too good...

x_pyromaniac: No, I tend to prefer things either done or not done myself.

bright_shiny_thing: Well, books and music can be done. And done well. It won't be a teletubbies CD, I promise you.

x_pyromaniac: What, no porn?

~~ to be continued ~~