tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post7681218283104027023..comments2008-06-30T21:57:57.433+02:00Comments on Missing You Already: Shagged outMyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14106690738320651376mya.france@gmail.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-59663899344119603802008-06-30T21:57:00.000+02:002008-06-30T21:57:00.000+02:00Dumdad,And you city folk call it? Oh yes! A beaver...Dumdad,<BR/>And you city folk call it? Oh yes! A beaver cleaver. Ha ha!<BR/><BR/>Pig,<BR/>Fortunately, things have moistened up nicely, the keyboard has been merrily click-clacking away today.<BR/><BR/>Brennig,<BR/>And cock to you too, mate! Barbara Cartland...there, that should sort you out.<BR/><BR/>Lucy,<BR/>Welcome to my world. Wine and a deep breath - OK, sounds straightforward. I'll give it a try. Glad you are of the opinion that 'cock' is the way forward. Onwards and upwards, cocks away, etc.!<BR/><BR/>Brennig,<BR/>Yes, I bet you do.<BR/><BR/>Jo,<BR/>Is it vaj or vag? Not sure I like it. I'm not keen on minge either. I think I might have to invent a new name for girl parts. Shall we put a focus group together?<BR/><BR/>Irene,<BR/>I've never heard of an aubergine shaped cock before, but there's all sorts under the sun. I'm a conventional sort, I go for cucumbers and marrows, large carrots, you know the type of thing.<BR/><BR/>Aims, <BR/>But how would I explain it to the neighbours who would just HAVE to walk in?<BR/><BR/>Maggie,<BR/>It's the water. The sun. The fairies at the bottom of the garden. The moon. The euro to pound exchange rate. And the wine.<BR/><BR/>Screamish,<BR/>Poor you putting up with this heat in your delicate state. To crack a slime is a euphemism for...? I'm struggling here...<BR/><BR/>Jaywalker,<BR/>There you are. I feel vindicated. I'm not just a fantasist nutjob. And neither is your stepfather...<BR/><BR/>Nun,<BR/>Frog sex happens a lot around here too. You did the right thing in averting your eyes - it's not pretty.<BR/><BR/>Maggie,<BR/>Thanks so much for this splendid award, I am flattered. I shall be displaying it forthwith. Mwah!<BR/><BR/><BR/>Mya xMyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14106690738320651376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-36245827524613163102008-06-29T22:55:00.000+02:002008-06-29T22:55:00.000+02:00As you know, dearest readers, I enjoy responding t...As you know, dearest readers, I enjoy responding to all my lovely commenters individually. But tonight, I am so overdone, broiled and lobsteriffic, I think I will just have to go and have an ice bath. Tomorrow, I shall attend to these important matters. Sweet dreams!<BR/><BR/>Mya xMyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14106690738320651376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-36573256757722078502008-06-29T07:59:00.000+02:002008-06-29T07:59:00.000+02:00Mya ...... I'm back again, to tell you to pop over...Mya ...... I'm back again, to tell you to pop over my place & pick up an award!Maggie Mayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183886005936250976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-11358048501324496912008-06-29T00:01:00.000+02:002008-06-29T00:01:00.000+02:00Frog sex. We witnessed frog sex in Windsor earlie...Frog sex. We witnessed frog sex in Windsor earlier today and, like Jaywalker, I thought of you. I had my phone camera but no, it would have felt like an intrusion.....Nunhead Mum of Onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00404470570265084130noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-41373532887016108482008-06-28T21:54:00.000+02:002008-06-28T21:54:00.000+02:00My stepfather just texted me to say there was lots...My stepfather just texted me to say there was lots of snail sex going on in his backyard and the first thing I thought of was you Mya. Aren't you proud? Aren't you?Jaywalkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02907816708805451116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-20900941127328508782008-06-28T19:58:00.000+02:002008-06-28T19:58:00.000+02:00did I say 25 degree heat?I meant 35 degrees...did I say 25 degree heat?<BR/><BR/>I meant 35 degrees...screamishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11877496725306468555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-3121589039294895912008-06-28T19:57:00.000+02:002008-06-28T19:57:00.000+02:00jeez you people think about NOTHING else. I can b...jeez you people think about NOTHING else. I can be superior beause being 6 months pregnant with twins in 25 degree heat is doing NOTHING for my snail urges.<BR/><BR/>OH I just remembered a filthy euphemism from Australia "to crack a slime"<BR/><BR/>hee hee disgusting!!!screamishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11877496725306468555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-60929277897378807492008-06-28T09:04:00.000+02:002008-06-28T09:04:00.000+02:00Is it something in the water over your way or what...Is it something in the water over your way or what?!!!!!<BR/>I think you need a hot cup of cocoa and a couple of pills to calm you down :-)Maggie Mayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06183886005936250976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-17512431133771531202008-06-27T17:59:00.000+02:002008-06-27T17:59:00.000+02:00Nonsense girl. You obviously need to get down and ...Nonsense girl. You obviously need to get down and do some channeling of Marilyn (Monroe) or just get down.<BR/><BR/>Pour yourself a glass of your favorite - put on some stockings and a sexy bra and turn up the heat in the room. Then write.aimshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12685252628734838159noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-73800013446887280022008-06-27T11:53:00.000+02:002008-06-27T11:53:00.000+02:00I would love to grab a hold of a horticulturist's ...I would love to grab a hold of a horticulturist's throbbing eggplant. The color alone makes me swoon. Oh, is that called aubergine? That too I would like to get a hold of.Irenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05043376053971475659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-4067195264050134222008-06-25T23:28:00.000+02:002008-06-25T23:28:00.000+02:00Mya, I love you. Cock is definitely the way to go...Mya, I love you. Cock is definitely the way to go, unless you're talking about a cock's cock as that would be confusing. I reckon you should just write the cheesiest sex scene ever, then when you come back to it later you will improve on it easily.<BR/><BR/>As for women's bits, erm, vaj is a lovely local term. People are so classy here. Hee hee.Jo Beaufoixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00957369658590225971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-66441283827246993562008-06-25T19:31:00.000+02:002008-06-25T19:31:00.000+02:00I like the cut of this Lucy Diamond's jib, Mya. :-...I like the cut of this Lucy Diamond's jib, Mya. :-)Brennighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553332352189636358noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-85033399155753945432008-06-25T18:49:00.000+02:002008-06-25T18:49:00.000+02:00Oooh! Have just discovered your fabulous blog via ...Oooh! Have just discovered your fabulous blog via Fessing Author's comments box (gah, everything is going to sound like a euphemism now).<BR/>I sympathise re the erotic scenes. Very hard (fnarr fnarr). Deep breath and a glass of wine is the way to go. And try not to imagine your parents reading the printed version - bit of a passion killer!<BR/><BR/>PS I'm with you on the 'cock', btw. Not literally obviously. I can wait my turn...Lucy Diamondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11831060852859704680noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-2749511998462634122008-06-24T20:50:00.000+02:002008-06-24T20:50:00.000+02:00Oi!!The mere mention of Barbara Cartland is more t...Oi!!<BR/><BR/>The mere mention of Barbara Cartland is more than enough to send the sternest erection in to a sudden decline, fercrisake!<BR/><BR/>So you're a dried up old bat then? I was going to suggest I slip some KY in to your gusset but then I realised you were only pulling my leg. Again.<BR/><BR/>I can't trust you now - you know that, don't you?<BR/><BR/>I just know that you're pounding away on the keyboard as I sit here, surrounded by the debris of a 12th rewrite of chapter three.<BR/><BR/>Cock!<BR/><BR/>That's what I say.<BR/><BR/>Cock, cock, cock, cock, cock, cock, cock.<BR/><BR/>So why is the French emblem a cock?Brennighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10553332352189636358noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-11142650017998970962008-06-24T18:39:00.000+02:002008-06-24T18:39:00.000+02:00oh sigh. what sort of a weedy heroine is looking ...oh sigh. what sort of a weedy heroine is looking for assurances of respect from her throbbing cock? is she not an enlightened feminist?<BR/><BR/>I'm sorry things have dried up for you. perhaps some art imitating life might help?!<BR/><BR/>PigxPig in the Kitchenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10631525119816074013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283793100455039064.post-4179805761225659892008-06-24T18:27:00.000+02:002008-06-24T18:27:00.000+02:00Rhubarb stalk. You country folk!Rhubarb stalk. You country folk!Dumdadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00070838905120958459noreply@blogger.com