Steel’s Wife
Ye Gods!
Steel, she gave you fair warning, veiled and unveiled. “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!”
Hi honey, I’m HOME!!!
Posted by Steel Turman
04/27/2005 at 07:44 PM
OMG Steel - you poor fella.......come on over to my house - for my age I look a hell of a lot better than this one.........
Posted by Dottie
04/27/2005 at 08:12 PM
About that fandango, my darling…
My complicated and secret quotidian existence of matinees and intrigues and regrets has come to an end for you....
Come play....
We can palpitate under the moonlight…
Come....
Posted by Phoenix
04/27/2005 at 08:54 PM
There goes my monocle again.
T-berg ...
Methinks you’d better glue that sucker on.
Dottie ...
You’re gonna get me in trouble.
To all ...
Really, she looks much better with her clothes on!
Posted by Steel Turman
04/27/2005 at 09:18 PM
Phoenix ...
I just did.
Posted by Steel Turman
04/27/2005 at 09:18 PM
You silly thing.... I surely know you did not.
I wasn’t there.
Now, do stop that foolish wasting of genital energy and allow me to pour the Tabasco of my lust over your libido and ego this minute.
Dance now, darling… a light fandango.... oh dear… I might slip in the sand and fall down with these silly old slippers..... should I take them off??
Posted by Phoenix
04/27/2005 at 09:26 PM
Steel, trouble with glue is, it risks pulling loose the bags that I’ve grown under my eyes while reading all of the lascivious lushness that you’ve let loose in here. I’m not singularly attractive as it is, my friend.
Ya might as well take them slippers off ...
I already got yer panties.
Posted by Steel Turman
04/27/2005 at 09:31 PM
OH! Dear me… I can hardly speak… Does this mean… do you mean that you are going to be as naughty as my libido wants you to be??
Have you incorrigibly given yourself over to my idle and licentious pleasures.
Oh my. There is a moistness betwixt my luscious orbs.... I believe they are… yes,
they ARE throbbing....Posted by Phoenix
04/27/2005 at 09:38 PM
YIKES!!!
Take a deep breath ... it’ll pass.
Posted by Steel Turman
04/27/2005 at 09:49 PM
Me thinks this post is a we bit too raunchy for little innocent me.
Posted by Annoying Little Twerp
04/27/2005 at 10:15 PM
Twerp ...
BULLSHIT.
Posted by Steel Turman
04/27/2005 at 10:23 PM
Hey Steel-
You live in your reality-I’ll live in mine.
Posted by Annoying Little Twerp
04/27/2005 at 10:31 PM
What is this ‘reality’ of which you speak?
Is it edible?
Posted by Steel Turman
04/27/2005 at 10:40 PM
Unbendable One,
Your concinnity of romantic repartee is a concatenation of nitwittery. I am distraught. I’ve no idea of your intentions though I have confessed my culpabilities, made way for more; and yet, oh to think it.... I have no idea what to do with my capacious concupiscence.
Do you have my shoes?
Posted by Phoenix
04/27/2005 at 11:42 PM
STEP. AWAY. FROM. THE. THESAURUS.
No.
But I got yer panties.
Posted by Steel Turman
04/27/2005 at 11:51 PM
Isn’t a thesaurus that bull with little tiny hooves and a hunger for love-making? I don’t have a thesaurus, my Rod, my Lance of Steel.
I would that you would ride me off into the sunset atop your tiny little hooves.
I’ve lost my shoes then. Panties. Shoes.
OH! What is next?
Posted by Phoenix
04/28/2005 at 12:10 AM
Now wait a minute ... that’s physically impossible.
You still wearing clothes?
Posted by Steel Turman
04/28/2005 at 12:14 AM
Is that really a photo of your wife Steel?
Not man enough. Only a man of Steel could handle it.
Bravo!
