Clay Feet part 3 The Frosts are old school. Ina few ways, they remind me of Victor Anderson. And even though people may disagree with their take on it, they have a deep love of the Craft. Gavin also has a strong anti-Christian bias which comes out in the podcast, and I overheard Yvonne talking of "that dirty Gregory" meaning Pope Gregory of Gregorian calendar fame. You know, the one many of us...
... photo! Hee. I did say I loved my new camera, yes? This time, instead of the Creme De Cacao, I used Jameson's Irish Whiskey. I had a brief thought of using Midori melon Liqueur, but quicklyrethought that. Yuck. Chocolate and Melon? Umm, I don't think so, not in cheesecake. Isn't that a pretty pale green? If you want it brighter/darker, you could of course add green food coloring. I ...
...they’d made love it’d been frantic and without the ease they usuallyenjoyed. Jacob had been getting more and more worried about what was bothering his vampire, as were his family, and now that he’d rethought about that nighthe realized that he needed to get Edward to talk about what Sam said to him that night. But what could Sam have told Edward that had him like this? Stuck in Carlisle’s study ...
..., I’ve got it all under control,” she nods. “I can see that.” “How are those contractions?” “Getting more intense, but they’re manageable for the moment,” I reply. “Still six minutes apart?” “Yup.” “Have you rethought the whole epidural thing yet?” she asks. “Nope. And there will be no rethinking the whole epidural thing,” I tell her. “I don’t want any drugs for this Fran, I want to do it ...
... goaded, "I have ears to smell out of!" what else was one supposed to do with ears. Giggling slightly, he struggled to keep a straight face and wondered if he had had too much Red Bull. Then he rethought that -- there was no such thing as too much Red Bull. Wielding his pink sparkly racket, he pointed it at Rai in a most dramatic fashion, "You, will be the loser of this epic match between fierce ...
... and was shuffed off to the floor. He never wore anything underneath; underwear were just one more layer that he had to get past when he wanted to and it was too much of a bother. He actually rethought that decision today, but couldn't exactly find them to put them on in the first place. So there he was, standing completely exposed in front of her, more undressed than he'd allowedhimself to be in...
