Franklin.........................CAH-SOL.......

[geeker2]

I was in Cleveland once at the Cleveland Clinic- my Dad had surgery it was the dead of winter and I frooze my a** off.

Ever been to the Rock n Roll Hall of fame?

[Mortimer]

The dead of winter will do that.





Why...yes.

I have.

[geeker2]

Originally Posted by Mortimer

The dead of winter will do that.





Why...yes.

I have.

Worth the visit ?...one of the things on my bucket list..before I sell some real estate and someone shoots me in the head or I get thrown from Smarty Jones and land on my head.

[Mortimer]

For the price and for me......no.

Others like it.




If you have fear of heights you may want to reconsider.

[Mortimer]

FrannyBelle stopped by Morty-poo's desk....just to get close to him. She wore black hose and a short,tight skirt rather than her usual,ridiculous made from fairycloth dresses.

She asked him an innocuous question;simply an excuse to sprinkle TinkerDust on him.

As he answered her he was already gently feeling her calf....and journeying higher up to her inner thigh.

She had never flown this high.

She thought she'd faint.

Areil , the mermaid who had chosen to wear fish nets today, was in the background spying and she DID faint!









Anyhoo....Morty-poo stood up and pulled Ms. Belle into him by her hips.He continued to answer her as he talked gently on her lips;taking them between his ( kissykissykissykissy)....his hands now finding her supple dupa.He continued talking softly into her mouth as their tongues slowly met; the scene graduated to both of their jaw lines giving slight hint to the sensuous motions going on inside.



She was intoxicated with his wild beast smell mixed with Polo cologne....being a horesy fan.




Not Franny...MORTE'.. although she ,too, was a horsey fan.

Oh forget it.





She felt his arms of steel as he moved up under her skirt. Her mouth was engaged with his as their tongues slowly took over the conversation....somehow she had lost her top and bra along the way....his moist mouth was now coaxing and challenging her pretty nipples to make him do more tricks for them.

She could not stand it anymore.




She planted her dupa on the desk.....laid back on it and said........FUCl< ME,MORTE'!!!





MORTE'.......looked at the wide open legs and what they framed.



Areil had become conscious again.....but when she saw this scene-----she ran screaming from the room....fish tailing all the way.






MORTE' kept looking.




























But he didn't know what to do.















He never could get past stage 4.













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[Mortimer]

And it came to pass..the very next day.....Areil's libido was fully aroused and she waited for Morty-poo on his desk.

She batted her eyelashes at him as he approached; her tail flopping to and fro.




He looked at her up close......his eyes took in her body.....and when he saw her assets displayed from below the waist..........









.....He said.........











...NOW what do I do!!!??












(Mermaids do present a challenge.)




And then he thudded.

[Antitrust32]