At 11:40 AM -0400 2/8/2004, DB Sommer wrote:
Again the voice came from deep inside. "Hey, I can't hear you. You guys
aren't up to something embarrassing, like flipping my skirt up and drawing
funny faces in magic marker on my backside and taking pictures of it so you
can embarrass me in school, are you?"
"The thought never crossed my mind," Kagura said out loud.
"Good," came the response.
"Until now," Kagura said far more softly while she shot Osaka a mischievous
grin.
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"Are you two sure you didn't doodle on my bottom while I was stuck? I could
have sworn I felt something soft and wet skimming across my backside while I
was jammed in there."
"We were just maneuvering your bottom around so we could find the best spot
to pry you loose," Kagura assured her.
This part really feels like a set-up without a punch-line ... did they, or
didn't they? And _what_, exactly? Etc. It's worth a grin as it is, but
it really feels like it's missing the pay-off.
Kagura hid her eyes from the sight. She wanted to see Osaka's parents, but
not like that. Behind her hands, she heard the sounds of a woman grunting
and groaning. Kagura found herself overwhelmed.
At least she couldn't hear Osaka's father, seductively murmuring
"Choo-choo ... choo-choo ..."
"We should all meet at my house next!" Tomo insisted. "I can show you the
dungeon my dad made. It's so we can hide any hideously deformed family
members we have away from society. Not that we have any hideously deformed
family members, just a bow-legged uncle. But if we do manage to get some,
we're prepared."
And the scary thing is, with Tomo, this might just be true.
All in all ... fun. As usual. :)
Cheers,
Angus