Friday, July 17, 2015

Smoke gets in your eyes

...and the ash stays on your tongue for ages...and I find bits from the butt sometimes get stuck between my teeth.

But it's worth it.  (trigger warning: vanilla, unrelated link).

Help in the sense of carrying him, while she provides the managerial input.
The awesome Mistress de Lacey. Now in Paris!  A garde, les citoyens!
Yeah. He certainly used to have a name of some sort.  Whatever it was.
I like the sound of Lucy already.
Men are built a bit like those stackable chairs, you know? Symmetric, front and back.  Handy when storage space is at a premium.
It's bothering him more and more, I think.

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