Nah, I can relate.I remember when I asked my girlfriend to wear a yellow slicker, welding gloves, night vision goggles and mukluks.I got pretty much the same reaction.Dammit.calogra, take me away...
It's just that you figure someone who'd go at it with five people only moments before wouldn't be so squeamish about a little wardrobe fun...
Say, Cap, look what Rick found in the closet.Guilt. (Whatever did you think?)
I think you are misinterpreting the text. The next page starts a little something like this:You were very naughty peeking into my closet like that. I say what or who comes out of the closet. Now strip down!I am sorry Cap, I have been a very bad boy. What am I supposed to with a boy as naughty as you? Punish me? Indeed. Put these handcuffs on and drape the chain over that hook. Now where did I leave my paddle?I know this story is a little crorse.
I dunno, it's not like Captain America has Captain Marvel's package going on.CAN HE RISE TO THE OCCASION?
"Take it off!! ... I said TAKE IT OFF!!" sounds like roleplay gone right to me.
Psychodrama involving dead former partners is a little icky for me. Unless they're still, um, participating...
Wait, wait... THEN you're OK with it?
Agonizing about something that'll never be on the table seems counterproductive, y'know?
Please, no more ring action.Note for those of you trying this at home: Bucky is not good as safe word.
something that'll never be on the tableI can only hope that once you've finished with the table, you clean up throughly before eating off it.
Truly it will be a tabula racy.
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Nah, I can relate.
I remember when I asked my girlfriend to wear a yellow slicker, welding gloves, night vision goggles and mukluks.
I got pretty much the same reaction.
Dammit.
calogra, take me away...
It's just that you figure someone who'd go at it with five people only moments before wouldn't be so squeamish about a little wardrobe fun...
Say, Cap, look what Rick found in the closet.
Guilt. (Whatever did you think?)
I think you are misinterpreting the text. The next page starts a little something like this:
You were very naughty peeking into my closet like that. I say what or who comes out of the closet. Now strip down!
I am sorry Cap, I have been a very bad boy.
What am I supposed to with a boy as naughty as you?
Punish me?
Indeed. Put these handcuffs on and drape the chain over that hook. Now where did I leave my paddle?
I know this story is a little crorse.
I dunno, it's not like Captain America has Captain Marvel's package going on.
CAN HE RISE TO THE OCCASION?
"Take it off!! ... I said TAKE IT OFF!!" sounds like roleplay gone right to me.
Psychodrama involving dead former partners is a little icky for me. Unless they're still, um, participating...
Wait, wait... THEN you're OK with it?
Agonizing about something that'll never be on the table seems counterproductive, y'know?
Please, no more ring action.
Note for those of you trying this at home: Bucky is not good as safe word.
something that'll never be on the table
I can only hope that once you've finished with the table, you clean up throughly before eating off it.
Truly it will be a tabula racy.
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