"Michael, what are Amy and Tami doing right now that is very naughty?" The boy looked to his left and saw an embarrassed Amy pull her hand out of her ...horts. A split second later, he looked down at Tami's hand still inside her shorts and he smiled. "Probably getting themselves off! This is simply awesome!" he said, deciding not to think about hiding his bulging shorts. "Not yet it isn't . . . Ok everyone . . . take off your shorts and we are going to move around a bit." Everyone was so hot at. "Good, will you be coming with us tomorrow, Paul?" asked Emma."Yes my Lady, though I promise to bugger off if not needed," I chuckled."So long as you can keep your humour in check when I'm going over the fashion rails, it shouldn't be a problem," giggled Emma."Not a great appreciator of modern styles?" asked Gillian."Definitely not, Mum, and sarcastic with it ... but often screamingly funny or incredibly embarrassing too. Ruth and Lauren love it, but I just go red and want to hide." I was just. A synonym strolls into a tavern.At the end of the day, a cliché walks into a bar -- fresh as a daisy, cute as a button, and sharp as a tack.A run-on sentence walks into a bar it starts flirting. With a cute little sentence fragment.Falling slowly, softly falling, the chiasmus collapses to the bar floor.A figure of speech literally walks into a bar and ends up getting figuratively hammered.An allusion walks into a bar, despite the fact that alcohol is its Achilles heel.The subjunctive would have. The black velvet is covered around my neck to an old favourite pearl choker which now has black velvet and lace added.Last month wearing this and stockings only I waited to meet an anonymous stranger who I only knew to want me to let him fuck me any way he wanted. He had agreed that I would wear a female condom and allow him to have repeated vaginal sex.The butterflies that accompany being blindfold and waiting for a strangers cock to enter you are utterly overwhelming but I had waited 7 weeks.