[ooc: Jokes aside, there's never a rush to tag. Hope you had fun with your visitors! My boy is an old guy, so we're crossing fingers here. But he is giving a good fight. Thank you kindly for the good wishes. <3]
Well, you see, there's this truly beautiful woman that I admire.
[ But you've taught me so much more than just how sensitive that long, swan-like neck of yours is, Beck. You've taught me before we even kissed for the first time. After all, there's a reason why you're so shameless, doing such private things without even thinking about putting on some curtains. You don't need the privacy of the shower.
You get off knowing how you tease me.
Even texting, you know what you do to me. ]
Mrs Halliwell from 10th grade was a remarkable woman.
[ You really had her going there, Joe. She was all curled up on the couch with her legs tucked up underneath her, her hand nestled under her chin while she texted sloppily with one hand.
But when she sees that text about Mrs Haliwell? Well, there's a real smile there. Beck shakes her head and sighs. ]
You know what? I can't compete with that. I might have to go write about all of the women who came before me, and how I have to outperform every single one of them.
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timeasmymeasure
my turn, now!
Date: 2025-08-16 10:26 pm (UTC)Uh huh. Who was teaching you all of those things about, oh... Where they liked to be touched on their neck? Be a good boy and remind me.
:)
Look at me tagging fast for a change. XD
Date: 2025-08-17 03:14 am (UTC)Well, you see, there's this truly beautiful woman that I admire.
[ But you've taught me so much more than just how sensitive that long, swan-like neck of yours is, Beck. You've taught me before we even kissed for the first time. After all, there's a reason why you're so shameless, doing such private things without even thinking about putting on some curtains. You don't need the privacy of the shower.
You get off knowing how you tease me.
Even texting, you know what you do to me. ]
Mrs Halliwell from 10th grade was a remarkable woman.
;P
me, tagging from a coffee shop with a screen so dark I can see the void
Date: 2025-08-19 03:10 pm (UTC)[ You really had her going there, Joe. She was all curled up on the couch with her legs tucked up underneath her, her hand nestled under her chin while she texted sloppily with one hand.
But when she sees that text about Mrs Haliwell? Well, there's a real smile there. Beck shakes her head and sighs. ]
You know what? I can't compete with that. I might have to go write about all of the women who came before me, and how I have to outperform every single one of them.
Just for the hell of it.