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LadyBeckett -> Learning Her Protocol (8/10/2004 6:04:51 PM)
When She breathes, your soul feels the tip of the flame She will whisper , and you will tremble BOO! Ahhhh, sweet anticipation, boy, that's all but don't you just wonder what She might have in Her hand? She'll pull you closer, slowly, Her pretty fingernail... hooked just inside your tender nare, come here, boy, come here! I have a little secret to share with you, She breathes...hot, so very...very...hot you're Mine now

iwillserveu -> RE: Learning Her Protocol (8/11/2004 2:02:50 AM)
quote: hooked just inside your tender nare What is a "nare"?

LadyBeckett -> RE: Learning Her Protocol (8/11/2004 3:50:26 AM)
As my daughter is so fond of saying these days, "Look it up in your eff'n Wagnall's." [;)]

iwillserveu -> RE: Learning Her Protocol (8/11/2004 2:08:31 PM)
You stick your fingers up my nose?[:)]

LadyBeckett -> RE: Learning Her Protocol (8/11/2004 2:22:47 PM)
Considering that I can "stick" My finger anywhere I please, iwill...

iwillserveu -> RE: Learning Her Protocol (8/11/2004 4:06:51 PM)
Yes, but "ewwww".[:)]

Nashvillain -> RE: Learning Her Protocol (8/12/2004 6:38:09 PM)
mmm, Lady Beckett, very beautiful, how i long to feel your breath hot on the back of my neck either bound by ropes or of your will i will follow placing my will in your hands placing my soul in the flame of yours i would die to be lead by your fingernail either by my nose or my scrotum by my eyelids or by the force of your desire lead me...

LadyBeckett -> RE: Learning Her Protocol (8/12/2004 8:39:32 PM)
As romantic as that may be, Nashville boy, it isn't actually necessary for you to die for the pleasure of being led by My fingernail. Faint, perhaps. [;)] Better yet...write Me a poem. Something about rain...

Nashvillain -> RE: Learning Her Protocol (8/13/2004 8:32:08 AM)
Days in the sun and dry Skin turns darker with dust. And the dark brings no relief When you breath Dust fills your nose and ears Will it rain? Will it rain? Will it to rain… Nude in the forest Large cool drops slap skin, Cleanse air and settle dust. Bringing clarity and lovers closer. It settles dust and debts. Will it to rain… Will it to rain… Will you in the rain? Upon request I will it to rain… Upon request I will… Drops fall on rose petals Rose petals stick to thighs Thighs rest on hips Hips and elbows dig in mud and puddles precipitation mixes with perspiration. Will it rain? Will it rain? I will it to rain… My Lady, I am glad I could make you smile. “Dying to” was definitely a figure of speech… although I do believe You could make me weak with Your stare. My flare is for poetry and romanticism. A strange and beautiful boy… I hope my Lady smiled again at my expense. Sincerely Nashvillain sorry my Lady, i can be shy

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