This is my response to the admin taking down ''poop'' due to their inability to ''procreating'' deal.
have fun, but as the all powerful ''they'' would have it, not too much.
The only valid censorship of ideas is the right of people not to listen. ~Tommy Smothers
"Babe, come to bed," I begged my girlfriend of four years, as I persistently tugged at her sleeve. "You've been up here all night give it a rest honey, it'll still be here in the morning."
When it became clear that she wasn't going to pay me any heed, I grabbed the case folder that has held her captivated for hours, closed it and with a groan of frustration threw it in the corner.
She then after countless attempts on my part to gain her attention, finally decided to look up at me and flash me with an apologetic grin.
"You're gonna have to do more than just give me that dang"I'm so sorry and you can't be mad at me because I look like a child whose puppy had just been ran over" look." I told her in a playful tone, letting her know that I really wasn't mad at her .
She took off her glasses and laid them down on the table, and then attempted to rub the crust that was product of her almost not blinking stare at the case file that I had just discarded oh so carefully, before looking back up at me with eyes full of sincere apologies she said "I'm sorry Álainn, it's just that the captains has really been on my buttox about this case because of all the freaking pressure from the reporters and the mayors office. You know it's probably one of the things that I hate most about this job, all the dang politics. I mean its feels like no one actually gives a turd that a little girl died in the bombing all the care about is that it happened like what… five miles from the copulating mayor's office and then one stupid bottom rookie blurts out 'oh, maybe it was a terrorist attack'" She says the last part in a high pitched mocking tone, before finishing her ramblings with "God it's like they didn't teach him anything at that darn academy." She ended by slamming her fist on the table, knocking over my tree and sending dirt everywhere.
"oopsie." She told me with a sheepish look as she realized the mess that she had just made.
With a sigh I knelt down and began gathering the broken shards in my hands. I didn't even get half way done before I felt two arms wrap around me and pull me up from the floor and into their grasp.
I maneuvered myself to where I was facing the owner of the entrapping arms and with a raised eyebrow waited for her to speak in the raspy alto voice that I loved so much.
I didn't have to wait long for her to speak, because almost as soon as I turned myself to face her she bent her head down towards my ear and whispered in a breathy tone, "I'll clean it up in the morning, for right now I think it's time to go to bed."
She left after saying that, but not before turning and giving me a beckoning gesture as she crossed the foot of the stairs.
I was pretty sure that her version of going to bed was quite a bit different than the one I had been proposing earlier. I had come to that conclusion because of two things;
One was the fact that when she said it's time to go to bed she practically gave me ''bedroom eyes'' if you know what I mean and two that not so innocent come hither motion she made as she departed to the bed room.
I didn't spare another though before rushing up the stairs, two at a time.
Upon entering the room I found Bella lying on the bed wearing nothing but her cocky smirk.
"Someone was in a hurry, '' she told me her voice doing little to hide her amusement "it sounded like a herd of buffalos were stampeding up my stairs. ''
"Oh, shut up! '' I told her in a tone thick with lust as I pounced on her in an attempt to assert my dominance before she had a chance to establish hers.
Apparently she liked the idea of for once trading roles, because my usually dominate partner just laid the as a moved her arms above her head.
"Stay." I whispered as I sat up and removed my robe…
I hope that it wasn't too graphic or vulgar so far.
