I now have a myriad of evil thoughts spinning around in my noodle.






I am on creative smut overwork.

I must shut down and erase-erase.

uh oh




I hope his noodle doesn't explode.

It didn't...I sent everything back to my memory dump.



Awaiting review.

Now I go into trance and rest.

And so... by chance....renew my nest.

I sniff Chanel no. 69.







This is very bad!

Sighty-poo was in animal mode.....crawling nude an all fours through the high overgrowth in the ..CAH-SOL's.. backyard....trying to surprise attack the man beast.

She had on only a black seethrough waist ribbon. She crawled stealthily.




What a fool.










She did not realize she was up against a master predator.....where the hunter became the hunted.

MORTE'WOLF had sniffed her scent.




































SPSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!







He attacked swiftly and strongly from behind.

He was in her before she could grin widely.

30 minutes later he left her in a quivering mass.
















And this time he did chew his prey.....just a little.

When she came fully to....she noticed her black seethrough waist ribbon was gone.












:)

:eek:


That will teach me not to crawl around looking for a dropped contact.

And you spent all day yesterday on THIS?
New Zealnd was more interesting.........at least there was an FBA....:p







































THUD

OR.......












maybe that was me since we are one and the same now....:zz:


Only you and I will know the truth and the wolf will be perpetually confused! ;)

Never wiggle your dupa at a predator.


Or do so at your own peril.

Yes, panthers do lurk about the grass now don't they? ;)

Oh give a break already.

That "irrefutable" ghost face was something you can see in cloud formations every day.




These guys are supposed to debunk???


What a bunch of clowns.

WELL........


it's more than you managed to accomplish after toiling all day......:p


So back to hauntings, or else I'm going to chit chat with Trusty about New Zealand....:D...... here's a good one from NOLA, well she was not good she certainly was a very bad woman.


http://www.paramyst.com/lalauriemansion.html

Well I have not had much motivation.





That woman was a lot more than disgusting.

The story turned my stomach.

Light weight.........:rolleyes:












uh





no




















that would be FEATHER weight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well it looks as though all stops must now be pulled.





You are going to be one very sorry, horny lady.

Care-la got up on the table and brought a floor lamp with her. She instructed the band to play the blues song...Mona. She ripped off her dress and began dancing in her undergarments.....holding the pole of the lamp with one hand and setting her hot box firmly against it.....wiggling in rhythm to the music...up and down.



Drunken old men quickly gathered....recognizing the movements of a professional CheapWhiskey dancer.



Unfortunately for Care-la.....Franny also recognized what was going on. In the excitement and gathering crowd.....she secreted the man in the grey suit off to the attic ballroom where another par-tay was going on....telling him she wanted to dance to dirty ballroom music with him.




This will be to die for.

Maybe.




:mad:

It appears the end of the line has been reached .

There shall be no more love scenes by ...MORTE'.



And someone is now going on ignore.

:)