Yeah after I wrote that...I realized how it sounded and was like...crap that was not what I mean.
I meant my character. She really is cheerfully slutty. She's also totally freaking out one of the guys. He's not sure what to do with her. Here I'll give you the beginning (and unfortunately all I have because I keep getting interrupted by other things)
"So which one of us do you want to fuck more? Or do you just want us both? Because that is definitely on the table." Clarissa cradled her wine glass as she curled up on the chair opposite Mark and smiled at him.
"Dorian!" Mark yelled in response. "I think your friend just propositioned me."
Dorian exited the kitchen, his own wine glass in hand. "If you aren't sure, she wasn't really propositioning you." He perched on the arm of the chair, trailing a hand over Clarissa's shoulder. "Trust me; she's rather blunt about those things."
Clarissa turned a pouting face towards him. "I'm not that bad."
He leaned over, kissing her lightly. "I'm sorry, luv, but you really are."
I know how you feel. I keep writing bits of my stories, but I haven't gotten anywhere with any of them because I bounce between them and then there's this convo of epic convos we've got going and then my mom keeps asking me to look at pictures and my dad keeps asking me to "look up" stuff like, "where is that Camelot show Starz is making being filmed?" ...
Thank you. Oh I know where it's going...but it's hard at times to write porn when my door is open and my Gramma is wandering around...but I can't close it.
Yeah there is that. I'm not really trying to write at the moment...I'm kinda burned out at this moment because I'm not sure what I want to settle on.
This would be easier if we could do it in real time...do you have AIM?
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Date: 2011-02-22 01:46 am (UTC)HAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAhahahahhahahahha, ehem* Sorry.
I'm not sure who "your girl" (your character or or your friend?) is but that makes me laugh either way. "Cheerfully slutty" that is AWESOME!
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Date: 2011-02-22 01:58 am (UTC)I meant my character. She really is cheerfully slutty. She's also totally freaking out one of the guys. He's not sure what to do with her. Here I'll give you the beginning (and unfortunately all I have because I keep getting interrupted by other things)
"So which one of us do you want to fuck more? Or do you just want us both? Because that is definitely on the table." Clarissa cradled her wine glass as she curled up on the chair opposite Mark and smiled at him.
"Dorian!" Mark yelled in response. "I think your friend just propositioned me."
Dorian exited the kitchen, his own wine glass in hand. "If you aren't sure, she wasn't really propositioning you." He perched on the arm of the chair, trailing a hand over Clarissa's shoulder. "Trust me; she's rather blunt about those things."
Clarissa turned a pouting face towards him. "I'm not that bad."
He leaned over, kissing her lightly. "I'm sorry, luv, but you really are."
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Date: 2011-02-22 02:11 am (UTC)Hahahaha, NICE!
I know how you feel. I keep writing bits of my stories, but I haven't gotten anywhere with any of them because I bounce between them and then there's this convo of epic convos we've got going and then my mom keeps asking me to look at pictures and my dad keeps asking me to "look up" stuff like, "where is that Camelot show Starz is making being filmed?" ...
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Date: 2011-02-22 02:15 am (UTC)Yeah there is that. I'm not really trying to write at the moment...I'm kinda burned out at this moment because I'm not sure what I want to settle on.
This would be easier if we could do it in real time...do you have AIM?
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Date: 2011-02-22 02:25 am (UTC)Yes, bookswrittnpages but I need to add you to my list so send me your screenname.
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Date: 2011-02-22 02:28 am (UTC)And I totally had to go and make sure I was spelling my name correctly. Go ahead and IM me...I'll add you from there.