Due April 2009 - Chapter 25: Come Out, Come Out, Wherever you are!!!!!

[SmuttyNuttyTaff]

a little something for the weekend?????

shame there's not a specific cervix costume

She could have a range & change them throughout the night - getting progressively softer & more dilated

ROFL

taking my name in vain??!!

Springy it's so soft and squishy I want to get in there myself and sleep tee hee hee

See, the evening primrose has made me all weird and smiley!

Not at all, MM - we were being helpful Fancy dress parties are always quite stressful to plan for & we're merely organising you in advance

Yay! DS has found the bag & key, hanging off a bedstead.
I wasn't keen on putting a latch or bolt on the door, because we're renting. When you move in, the agents go over the place with you counting existing holes in walls, etc. When you move out, they go over it again and there's a fixed rate per new hole.

I'm glad he found the key The counting holes thing is a bit anal, isn't it? We're renting & have been told that if we make holes we have to fill them in again before we leave - but we're pretty much trusted to get on with it!

Yes, Springy, very anal, but more vitally a way of fleecing tenants. I've rarely had a full deposit back, in over 10 years of renting...

Mathsmummy - lol at you wanting to curl up and get snuggly in your cervix [girn]

Auld - Hooray for the key being found, well done to your ds

amusing

must reasearch the effects of space dust on dh's penis now, just for fun

So I texted Clairey; no reply yet.

Took a little nap woke up to the phone...my sister is coming to visit at the end of May! AND she's bringing my neice Pennelope (who's only 2.5) I'm so excited!

auld, so glad you found the key. Those thngs can be notorious to find...my sister once swallowed one (a littler one obviously- for the dumbwaiter we had in one house never did get it back- luckily there was another key and the waiter wasn't locked...)

lalalalala...

Once upon the time there was a very beautiful princess who lived in a lovely kingdom on the edge of a vast forest. The princess was the kind and generous sort who at her birth had been given a very special gift, of a silk cloak, by her grandmother who was very old at the time and about to die....

just realised that my mouth is not numb anymore but I can tell where she put the neddle in...ow!

Not long after the princess? birth the grandmother died and was buried in a small grove of beech trees next to a crystal clear pond deep in the forest. It was a place the grandmother had found when she was young herself and had loved dearly to visit whenever she needed some peace and quiet...

also my nap seems to have eased the worst pains in my fanjo and back

lalalalala...

Nobody here...just me... [Bleu twirls around in her preggy dress pretending to be a princess]

It was in this grove that she had made the fine silk cloak for her granddaughter, sewing bits of the things she found into the design of the cloak so that when finished the cloak looked as if it were bit of the forest captured alive. Now the grandmother did not know, though she had some suspicion, but the grove was an enchanted grove...

I wonder what I should make for supper...maybe the specialite de la maison (boiled potatoes with fried bacon and onions on top smothered in cheese)

...and when she sewed the small pieces from the trees and flowers and other plants and the birds and squirrels and other animals she was sewing in some of the magic of the grove into the material of the cloak. The grandmother had told the princess? parents that the princess should wear the cloak every day after her 10th birthday...

yooo hooo...? ou est tout le monde?

...because she, the grandmother, had dreamt that some terrible event would occur if the princess did not wear the cloak.

lalalalala...