By the time we get there on Sunday she will have forgotten about my father and his spaying worries and so will he. They'll both be souped up to give y...u a big welcome, not to mention a damn good lunch. Mum specialises in Sunday lunches and," he added with a chuckle, "Dad in Sunday afternoon naps."Deborah laughed. "I'm looking forward to meeting them but now I'm looking even more forward to getting naked with you, my Romeo." Juliet never said that." No, but she felt it!"Richard snorted with. "Could I speak to Misty?" I asked. "Just a moment", in the background we heard the guy ask "hey boss this guy wants to speak to Misty." A moment later another man said "I'm sorry Misty is busy with a client right now." "Well tell her Randy and Diane called please" I told him. "Sure thing, you want me to have her call you? Wait a minute. The Randy and Dane on the boat?" "Yes, that's us." "Well sir, I want to thank you for dropping her off here in N.O., she has been a tremendous boost to us here. VioletVixen may be a homophone, but I’ll make an exception for that phat chode of a motherfucking message. Knowing it’s being stroked by your filthy keyboard... so fucking hot. A massive motif like that makes me drip like no other. Your throbbing syntax just turned this horny little bitch intertextually-fluid.Now hurry up and fill my fuckbox, you teasing bastard. Don’t make me wait.==========Subject Line: Why Are You Ignoring Me???VioletVixen: It’s been days since I’ve woken up to your steamy. Side by side they sloshed across to the embankment that separated the rice field from the stream. Being taller than Phuong, Tran easily climbed out of the water and up to the top of the embankment, there he turned and offered his hand to help Phuong up the steep slippery slope. By now Phuong’s jacket was completely open, even the draw string had come adrift – actually, that accidental final falling apart of Phuong’s jacket had taken her quite some effort to achieve – he looked down at her.