Sweet-Pea,Fiesty and Slim all sat piled on the big Queen sized bed. The Saturday morning sunshine spilled in through the angled gaps of the Venetian blinds. The bedroom was brimming with sunshine and happiness. The Sweets was checking out jewellery at a few cool on line sights. She wanted to buy a necklace and a bracelet to wear with her new outfit that shed bought to wear to this big FLAPP,Fun,Love and Peace Party that was on next week.It was apparently going to be quite the event. Slim had even bought himself some new pants. The hem needed taking up slightly but apart from that they were good to go. They werent going anywhere at the moment though. The new black pair of trousers had been tried on again earlier this morning and Sweet-Pea had pinned the length of the alteration. The pants had then been taken off and left neatly folded upon the bed. Within a minute Fiesty had found them and she now slept curled up on them in the sunshine. The big galoot thought that this was a bit cute. With the status of the light filled room being currently as I have described, Slim sat almost upright with his back resting against the pillows pretending to use his computer. He wasnt really doing anything much other than simply piss farting around. The truth be known,the big lug was actually back up to his old tricks again with an intense concentration regarding plans and logistics. Scenario and response measures....you know....that type of thing. Whilst pretending to look at his computer screen, the big bald headed brute was actually running his eye secretly over the lovely female form that lay next to him. There were numbers to run and figures to crunch. The time most definitely needed to be taken into consideration as well as any pressing and immediate chores and commitments. There was also the breakfast equation. Earlier on Slim had brought Sweet-Pea her breakfast in bed. This consisted of a glass of fizzy tropical flavoured vitamin drink, a plate of fried eggs and baked beans and some black coffee. Slim had enjoyed the same but he had always remembered some old safety tip which warned against swimming or any other form of strenuous exercise until at least forty minutes after the digestion of any food. Cramp or something ? Yeah...apparently it was quite dangerous....you know....you could apparently just suddenly cramp up in the middle of what ever it was you were doing. The brutes roving eye briefly panned from the enticing vision beside him to the clock that was visible in the other room through the open doorway. Uh-Oh....I forgot the flamin Fiesty factor , thought the lust filled larrikin suddenly. That cat wouldnt be going anywhere without a fight. This would drastically affect the analytical success rate of the previously well thought out plan for the presentation of subtlety and surprise. With a loud sigh........ and with time running out and his window of opportunity getting ready to close,Slim Farrell hurriedly returned to the old but reliable abacus in his mind and urgently began to formulate a new plan.
Posted on: Sat, 07 Jun 2014 00:23:53 +0000
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