Well, I want to. Know where I can?
Didn't think so.
It's thundering outside. If you've never read my MA bio...the dirty version, you'd know I love thunderstorms, as long as the boys are nearby. Keep me safe and you can have your way...ok, well, you have to be one of my three. And it figures, it's nowhere near bedtime...for me or them. They've been out a while now. **Sigh**
Think I'll find some nice scenery to encourage my muse. Kealie's been gone so much that the muse has receeded into herself. He won't even come to the door. Punks. Our muses seem to feed off each other...funny since I have a male and a female muse, they LOVE Kealie's muse and I swear they have threesomes without telling us.
But what can I say? She's my bff and they are all whatever they are. I guess I'll get the yummy scenery now and write a bit.

Perfect...a man's nekkid ass and it's a fine sight....**le sigh**

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