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coffeecat33:
Jack
How 'bout this spot fer a campsite?
Daniel:
GUY RAPHAELSON:
((Still uncertain about his predicament, and scared out of his wits, Guy is almost relieved when the silence is pierced by the sound of music drifting through a nearby wall. He strove with all his might to move the chair he was tied to closer to that wall, and he did finally manage to move it a few inches in that direction.))
%% This'll be a long night, or whatever it is. %%
((Guy begins to scream through his gag, but trying to save his voice for when he might need it. He tries to move the chair he's tied to again, making as much noise as possible.))
coffeecat33:
Jack
Damn it's hot out!
coffeecat33:
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Sashca1007:
--- Quote from: coffeecat33 on November 03, 2006, 06:40:10 pm ---Jack
%% Damn my pants are tight! %%
--- End quote ---
JACK'S PANTS -
&& Tight?! I can barely stretch myself over this ramrod of a bulge that's threatening to send my remaining buttons flying offa me like little wayward missiles. I'm not complainin'.... I LOVE my job...my life. Trying to contain this raging bull-beast within my 100% cotton confines is MY pleasure. That beautiful thing buckin' and strainin' against my fly... DAMN, I'm one lucky pair a PANTS. M-m-mm... the man-scents.... rock-hardness underneath the most silky-soft skin... it must be that creamy BODY BUTTER that JACK luxuriates in allows to slather all over his butt and I KNOW that danged BUTTerhead snuck around to tha front and slathered where a BUTT BUTTER ain't got no right slatherin'. WHOA, what's this?! Looks like we're headin' for that cliff...? These boys are gonna jump off into that water?!!! I am SO sliding off JACK'S lean, muscular lower torso and gorgeous legs and gettin' outta here before they jump! I'm just a touch scared of heights. Maybe ENNIS'S PANTS are scared, too??! It looks like they jumped right offa him, too, just in time!. Dang! I wouldn't mind havin' the job of bein' THAT boy's PANTS, too, he's a real looker.... Oh-h-hhh....! &&
&& Are they planning to....? &&
&& That's okay...these boys need ta let off some steam.. I got a pretty clear picture of what's goin' on up there in Riverton, and it's just sad. When JACK and me were there meetin' up with the MRS. Del Mar, I caught a glance of a pair of JAMMY PANTS scrunched up in a dirty laundry basket, there in the kitchen. They were real nice, with a perky print, but they were screamin' for my help! The sound was a little muffled, but I could make out somethin' about, "Don't let that woman scrub me so hard.." and... "Damned Warshrag, who does he think he is.... #@&%* tube..... CREAMY?!?... I'll snap HIS lid... >sniffle< TERR-RRYYY-Y...I thought we had sumthin' goin' ON, you ...you....saggin' old ho-rag! WAA-AH-HHH!!!!"
Now that's just sad, it really is. &&
;D
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