Who: Andrew Rice, and Eleanor Lee What: AIM Conversation When: June 25th, Around 6:00am Greenwich Mean Time (London) Rating: Erm, PG:13? Status: Complete
Blue:Andrew Green:Eleanor
thejackle: :O I am 150% proper. D:
downrightshame: I do not believe that for a second, love.
thejackle: Ele doll, kindly fuck off. <3
downrightshame: *rolls her eyes* You know you're as stuck with me as I am with you.
thejackle: Iknow. But I do enjoy telling to...kindly fuck off. Makes me feel alittle better. But I wouldn't have you any other way.
downrightshame: You wouldn't have me period.
thejackle: What's suppose to mean Ele?
downrightshame: Oh I think you know what I mean.
thejackle: I do not have a clue. Please explain, love.
downrightshame: Oh but, darling, if I explain you might get all defensive and...well you know, throw things.
downrightshame: Or break things. Or pout *pokes his cheek*
thejackle: I do not get defensive. I do not break shit. or throw stuff. *puffs*
downrightshame: *grins* See! You're adorable when you're angry.
thejackle: And so are your panties...love.
downrightshame: *jaw drops* I'll have to start wearing those old granny knickers if you keep talking like that.
thejackle: I'm sorry doll. But I'm sure you will not start that. I like that pink lacy pair.
downrightshame: Oh is that a hint?
thejackle: Only if you wear a short skirt with it.
downrightshame: I do have that dress...shirt...thing.
downrightshame: But I have to iron it...
thejackle: Why, it's just going to end up on my floor?
downrightshame: Not necessarily~
thejackle: Okay, could end up hanging in the closet.
downrightshame: Or you know, could just unbutton the front and let it bunch up around my waist. Or something *shrugs a bit*
thejackle: Oh? So we're talking more public then. I love when you talk hot to me like that doll.
downrightshame: *smirks* Well it was just an idea.
thejackle: Is it a date then love? Where we going tonight?
downrightshame: I dunno, you know clubs aren't really my thing...*head tilt*
thejackle: Well, we can go out to the park for a walk. Or something more quite and your scene.
downrightshame: We could go to the bakery, even.
thejackle: The one you showed me?
downrightshame: Yes, the one where I work. I do have a key.
thejackle: Will you make me something?
downrightshame: If you want something, then sure.
thejackle: Andrew: I can't say I don't love your baking. It's fucking good.
downrightshame: Well I try but I'm not as good as Mrs. Klinde.
thejackle: Andrew: Ele. You're great.
downrightshame: *smiles a little* Well what makes you say that?
thejackle: I've know you for awhile now. I just know.
downrightshame: You've always been confident.
thejackle: Are you calling me a lier?\
downrightshame: No of course not!
thejackle: So. Back to our lovely date. And those hot lacy panties. And don't forget a hot bra too. Well. You could just not wear anything too.
downrightshame: *laughs* Why do we even do anything when all you're concerned with is what I've got going on beneath my clothes.
thejackle: :O not true. NOT TRUE AT ALL.
downrightshame: *laughs harder* Maybe somewhere in the far reaches of your mind there's something else whizzing around but mostly? Yes, it's true.
thejackle: Lies!!!!!!!
downrightshame: Prove it~
thejackle: How?
downrightshame: I dunno. I'd say 'refrain from shagging' but that wouldn't be fun for me.
thejackle: Deal. No Bonking.
downrightshame: You do know that 'but' generally means 'disregard what I just said' right?
thejackle: Well. You have in your head that I just like your panties. Which is not true...mostly...
downrightshame: I never said that's all you like.
thejackle: You said. Quoted="Why do we even do anything when all you're concerned with is what I've got going on beneath my clothes"
downrightshame: Alright maybe I did but that's not what I meant...*scratches at her head*
thejackle: So you're saying you only like what's between my legs!?
downrightshame: Wait, what?! Why would you- I don't even understand how you could've gotten that out of what I said!
thejackle: So it's true! You're just using me. =( I thought we were friends.
downrightshame: No, no it's not true at all! Darling come here *motions for him*