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Thy life for a dream
Join Date: Feb 2007
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Feeling the tug at his waist. Yomi felt really uncomfortable. She was pulling at his pants but her weight was going to rip his pants before taking them down. She seemed to forget the belt that was holding them up quickly since she was using them to support her. Yomi grasped the buckle and untied it quickly as well as undoing the main button. The zipper would follow. But quickly went down as both his pants and Tiffany fell towards the floor.
Grasping her chin as she nearly hit the floor. His pants at his ankles. Yomi kicked them off and his soft, satin black boxers could be seen. He quickly put his hand under her one arm and followed with the other. Picking her up and lifting her like she was nothing. But he let her stay under the water and joined in a subtle embrace. She was in his arms. Yomi didn't know this but looking down. He saw the eyes of Tiffany glow. She wasn't embarrassed. But it was like a guy had never actually held her like this. Letting go slowly. Yomi just smiled and watched her reaction. "You okay?" Was all he could ask. He had becomes drenched. His purple hair stuck to his face and neck. While the water seemed to emphasized his muscles. He knew she was looking at him thoroughly. Yomi stepped away. Knowing he was wet enough and went for the towels. But felt Tiffany hug him around the waist. She didn't want him to leave. Touching her hands. Yomi could tell she was starting to shiver. It had been a cold shower after all. Turning, Yomi placed a towel over her and started to rub her body over top the towel. Trying to get her warm. She wasn't satisfied. She lunged into his arms Making Yomi fall over backwards. The girl was lying on top of him now. Her arms around his neck. Yomi had become wide eyed and his mid section got the brunt of the impact. Making his injuries swell inside him. cringing. Yomi held his mouth. A little bit of blood could be seen through his fingers but he quickly swallowed. Making sure not to worry Tiffany. just letting her stay there was good enough. But his back was killing him. Moving slightly. Yomi knew that Tiffany only wanted one thing. She wanted to be embraced by him. But he really didn't know her. getting attached without knowing someone was usually a very hurtful thing in the end. Clearing his throat. Yomi asked. "So, would you mind telling me a bit about your" Unable to speak. Tiffany had made the first move. Yomi was in full lip lock with the blond. But it did feel good. Yomi couldn't remember the last time he'd actually experienced this kind of feeling but he took hold of it and Tiffany. He held her and made sure she was fine. After the lip lock had finished and Tiffany took in a deep breath. Yomi got on his elbows and moved to get up. He winked and told her to wait a second till he got to his feet. Dropping to one knee. Yomi went and slide his hands under Tiffany's knees and behind her back. Picking her up and walked out of the room. He decided to head towards the spa. It was hotter in there and Tiffany was still a bit cold. Tiffany on the other hand didn't care. She was having a ball just being in Yomi's arms. He was betting that she'd fall asleep in them if he allowed it. Getting to the spa doors. Yomi hoisted Tiffany up on his one arm and used the other hand to open the door. Replacing his hand when finished back under the blonde's legs. Seeing where Ryu and Saya were. Yomi moved over and asked. "Mind if we join you? Tiffany got a bit too cold in the shower." "Among other things." Added the blond. Making Yomi blush. |
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Join Date: Feb 2007
Location: Missouri
Age: 18
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Once upon a time there was a woman who lived with cheerleaders and was a whore or so people thought. She was actually a door to door saleswoman that sold prosthetic legs. Her goal in life was to die wealthy and solve the mystery of the lost panties. Her daughter was hit by the panties before they were stolen by King Kong and his band The Velour Fog Experience. The pants were cherished and loved by many. The woman was destraught because she lost her chance to meet King Kong and his rapping girlfriend. Rap music was not as good as Rock in her humble opinion which was fact naturally. The cheerleaders tried consoling her to no avail. She lost her motivation
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The Freudian Slip
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Freudian Slip→ says:
My daddy wont by me a pony. :C Mr. Marshmallow says: What is this bull**** now?! I work at CVS. I have to bend over and take it in the ass for my pay check of a whopping hundred dollars a week! Don’t even get me started with my financial troubles. I have a wife that likes diamond earring, designer shoes, and is pregnant! And you come to me with this bull**** about how your daddy won’t buy you a pony!? GET THE **** OUT OF MY FACE! Freudian Slip→ says: ...but I…I…wanted that pony. Mr. Marshmallow says: I said get the **** out of my face! Freudian Slip→ says: I’m on a computer. Mr. Marshmallow says: Oh. Do you want to cyber then?
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Vi veri vniversvm vivvs vici
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1. Ghost of Perdition
2. Deliverance 3. The Drapery Falls 4. The Moor 5. Madrigal 6. The Amen Corner 7. The Funeral Portrait 8. Wreath 9. The Baying of the Hounds 10. When 11. Dirge for November 12. White Cluster 13. Demon of the Fall |
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Join Date: Feb 2007
Location: In your pants
Age: 20
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Ctrl+V = 3M's Sticky Bear is VERY Pleased to See You | Texyt |
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Vi veri vniversvm vivvs vici
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If all of his books were like Wizard's First Rule and he actually knew what he were talking about in interviews, I doubt I'd care much about him, he'd be just another harmless fantasy writer. Objectivism is awful though, as is the **** he spouts in interviews.
Ctrl+V: Drudkh - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia |
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The Freudian Slip
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Travis: I would say that... perseverance number one atritude... aptude... attribute. I people person. Uh, work good with children. People rike me. Because I force them to! With violence!
Mall Manager: Well that's, uh... do you uh, do you have any questions for me, or? Travis: I rule you. Mall Manager: Well, it was really nice to meet you, and uh, and I'll let you know in the near future if we start hiring [coughs] Mall Manager: animals. Travis: Thank you bitch. Suck it dry!
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Bruce Willis is already considering making another Die Hard film, just weeks before the third sequel hits cinemas.
(Advertisement) The 52-year-old is so pleased with Live Free Or Die Hard - which is being released internationally as Die Hard 4.0 - he wants to make another movie, but only if director Len Wiseman is on board. He says, "Fox is already talking about another one. I told them I'd only do it if Len is involved."
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The Freudian Slip
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Defenders of zoosexuality argue that a human/animal relationship can go far beyond sexuality, and that animals are capable of forming a genuinely loving relationship that can last for years and which is not functionally different from any other love/sex relationship
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The Freudian Slip
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Of all the weapons in the vast soviet arsenal, nothing was more profitable than Avtomat Kalashnikova model of 1947. More commonly known as the AK-47, or Kalashnikov. It's the world's most popular assault rifle. A weapon all fighters love. An elegantly simple 9 pound amalgamation of forged steel and plywood. It doesn't break, jam, or overheat. It'll shoot whether it's covered in mud or filled with sand. It's so easy, even a child can use it; and they do. The Soviets put the gun on a coin. Mozambique put it on their flag. Since the end of the Cold War, the Kalashnikov has become the Russian people's greatest export. After that comes vodka, caviar, and suicidal novelists. One thing is for sure, no one was lining up to buy their cars.
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