Muskepervs Anonymous. Wenches apply within. Part VI

[MalcolmTuckersMistress]

Come and join us bent over the chicken coop! We are here once again for our continued and most enojoyabke celebration of very VERY sexy men with beards dressed in leather.

We believe in sharing so there really is enough for everyone. We do, however, have a policy of only one at a time.

Not really...THE MORE THE MERRIER!

So get your swords off get your swords off honey. Shake it now now, get 'em off down town!

Part one

part two

part three

part four

part five

the LIPS!!

oh, didn't read properly. D'art's lips I mean.

Phew you had me worried then. I thought the Capalditis was taking a turn for the worse and poor Drink's lips were turning blue and shed stopped breathing! Such a shame...Armand was about to offer mouth to mouth.

I studied the matter closely and after a lot of inspection and to-ing and fro-ing I decided it is big very good quality trouser material.

Hahaaaa! I really thought the speedos thing was probably enhanced to add to the storyline but it so TOTALLY wasn't. He's enormous!

I'll have a double whopper meal please. And yes I'd like to go LARGE!

Yes I'd like it to be well done please.
On the side?
( fries, tomatoes and mushrooms please)

Yes I like it on the side, front, middle, doggy, and which way you want me, thanks :
Athos
Aramis
Porthos
King

King is number four?!

Scarlett - I have no interest in such a man. Athos however, interests me greatly.......

What I see when I look at him, is how the brooding enhances his looks. He looks beautiful all moody and whatnot.

His tortured soul just brings a depth to him. I don't believe he's the sort to bring a load of baggage with him to dump all over the 'chosen one' me . It simply means he truly values the important things in life, because he knows how harsh life can be. He has wisdom, grace and honour. There is nothing bratty about him.

Any anger he has, he is very good at channelling through his passion in the boudoir. He is insatiable, but always in the right way.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaand we tend to spend all of our time at it, so the rest is kind of irrelevant. Not that I 'm not wouldn't be there for him 24/7 you understand.

I like the king, but he's nowhere near my boff list

current standings:
Athos
D'artagnan
Treville

oh, and

the Duke of What'shisface
The one that tried to blow everyone up

Ooh la la Treville you are firm!

1. costume is MY job. I bagsied it yesterfuckingday. M'kay?
2. I wouldn't shag the king, just tease him by pulling his hair. I went into more detail on this up thread.
3. I will have, in this order, this week, Porthos, Dog, Aramis. You can have the rest, although I will admit to a grumpy shag with Athos yesterday.
4. has no one missed me?

oh, and I forgot, MTM I'd love to accept the position of chief chest hair groomer. Can I shave patterns into it as well?

I missed you Twit

I enjoyed our synchronised perving on Mon night

Order this week pour moi: Aramis, d'Art, Aramis, d'Art, Aramis , d'Art. And repeat.

Mr Tilney, that's why I recognised the bloke, he was Mr Tilney. It's been bugging me all day.

Oh ThankYou SO much Wench Malcolm for bestowing upon me the title, job, AND badge of Chief Crotch Arranger..... you are so wise and wenchy.

..can anyone hear that funny sound.....?

I need an assistant anyway, you do Richelieu and Athos , I'll do Porthos and Aramis and we can share Treville and Dog.

Actually you do Treville and I'll do Dog.
Are you feeling any better today hannah?

Latest tweet on d'Art's Twitter:

"He can kick Vinnie Jones' arse but let's see what hashtagLucaPasqualino is like on the squash court"

hashtagSweatyMusketeer...If only, if only.

Whoever said it upthread, no we don't like tanned. We like pasty, mmkay?

Sparkle...I DARE you to tweet him the link to this thread!

No no no Twit. Richelieu is only for me. That is the disclaimer for ANY job title I may hand out.

As long as i don't have to mtm I don't care.

Think though, do you really want them reading this thread, and the rest of them?

No, Sorry, I'm the Crotch, erm, overseer!

MTM you what? Not quite, eh? 3,5 dats you, 3,5 days me.