Depends on the woman's colouring; I'm not sure i have a preference because I've seen enough colours look sensational that i can't make up my mind. Black is always a good classic choice but lately I have become enamoured of lavender.
Lovely avatar Sam. I'm also an introvert but I find Lush a very comfortable and friendly site. Hope you have a blast here; look forward to your first story!
I think the OP is posing the question more from a roleplay point of view. It could be about pushing limits or the perceived humiliation involved with an exposure. Both outcomes desirable from the true point of view of the 'victim' but the psychological aspect adds to the thrill.
I pretty much hate being told what to do or manipulated (or do I?) so this wouldn't hold much attraction for me. I'm more likely to explore with enthusiasm.
Oscar? Isn't he that puppet dude who lives in a trash can?
A total fabrication; sprite is actually a 69 year old widower living out his diabolical fantasies as a hedonistic 30-something sex hottie with more or less non-existent boundaries
One quarter Scot, 3/4 English but traces back to Vikings. Basically I'm a bloodthirsty savage with manners.
Congratulatons Tonya! Well deserved and defintely one of Lush's best people and a talented writer.
A voluntary cystoscopy? No thank you!
Two orphan children are on the run after stealing a big basket of tangerines from the store
They run into the cemetery to hide, but drop two at the gate
Child 1: It's fine! We have plenty more in the basket. Hurry! We must hide!
They find a bush to take cover and begin counting out the tangerines...
"One for me, one for you, one for me, one for you"
They'll continue counting until they empty out the basket.
As they're counting, a drunk man overhears them, he goes to the gate to eavesdrop.
"One for me, one for you, one for me, one for you"
His face goes pale, and he runs to the church to call for the priest.
"Father! You must come with me quick! The devil and his demon are counting out human souls they're going to collect!"
The priest, rather reluctantly, gets up and quickly paces over to the man. Together, they run to the cemetery.
"Just listen!" The man whispers, the priest puts his ear up to the gate.
"One for me, one for you, one for me, one for you"
The priest's face goes white, he and the drunk man just stand there in silence, listening.
Soon enough, the two boys finish counting, but as they get up, Child 2 asks, rather loudly
"What about the two at the gate?"
Not sure I have much to add to what has already been said. Just read your first story. You don't have a thing to worry about! Plus if you're Irish you're a born storyteller.
Winning lottery numbers that match my ticket
Definitely not, its far more interesting to pursue whom you like, complicate things and lead a more exciting life. I think of it as "advanced flirting."
I didn't feel like cooking so I made a couple of tuna wraps: can of tuna, couple of spoons of tangy dill relish, couple spoons tzatziki, 3 stalks of chopped celery, lemon pepper, mix it up and stick it in a wrap. Five minutes prep time. Then I had some chocolate.
been around 0C/32F for the past week or so, we've been getting a constant mix of rain, snow, sleet, freezing rain and ice pellets. Currently we are experiencing Freezing Fog, which is basically really fine icy cold water droplets that freeze upon contact with any surface leaving a tiny layer of ice on it. Makes for some exciting driving.