Please don't show me the butt of your horse...

 

No horse I have pussy or ass so which is it to be

 

I'll take a pic of you exposed in your little rascals, thank you very much...

 

Well unless Hash bursts into my room to take me by surprise at SM3 or I indulge in a little too much alcohol at the bar and do the old ok its time to jump on a table and be a tad outrageous thing then my rascals or rascal depending on what I am wearing will probs stay safely out of sight but then again...

 

Hash...oh Haaaaaaasssssshhhhh...I need your help, buddy. I need you to get Pinkie sauced and have the camera at the ready for when she hops her sexy little pink butt up on the table and starts gyrating........

 

Luke in a Hefner-esque smoking jacket.....martini in hand....

 

I have long legs which have long been thought to be hollow as I can sure take my drink for a chick and a Pink one at that so we'll have to see

 

wait a second...


Mom... is that you?

 

You said you were gonna stop hitting on my friends!!!

 

No..... Luke approaching from across the room, glancing across at a tall Pink "cute" chick, fleeting eye contact through the atmospheric smokey room mmmm saucy bird, tall broad shoulders parting the waiting pack of desparate dans, detouring via the bar to collect a coupla (no make it several) ice cold bottles of Becks (and a packet of crisps please), can't quite manage everything so now looking perplexed asks for a tray, glances across and see one of the desparate dans moving in, fleeting eye contact made again, tall broad shoulders manfully shoves the remainder of the desparate dans out of the way and sidles up infront of said tall Pink Cute chick and shoulders aforementioned desparate but nearly was lucky dan out of way offers quite disappointingly not as cute tall pink chick as thought across the smokey room a bottle of ice cold beer and says..........

"Hi am Luke....nice to meet you"