So, we're on to your cunning schemes behind our backs, babes. We both realized that we both sent certain photos and copies of the first time to you. And we know you two are in cahoots.
We propose a moment.
Nothing planned or stapled down, nothing written in stone... Just...
A Moment.
Soren and I talked about it last night over a movie involving cell phones, candy, and necrolesbos. Henn, I know you want to come watch in person. Sable, I've got my reservations, but if you and I don't touch, it's not disgusting.
You two want a live show? We'll put it on. But on our terms. IF such a thing is to happen, The two of you can touch yourselves. You can touch each other. But you can't touch us. IF for some reason, one of you can't help yourself, we'll think up a word. We're not going to torture our girls like that. After all, we love you. BUT. There will be no fourgy. That's just plain icky. This is kind of awkward for both Soren and I, since we never had thought to do anything even remotely like this until we came here into the past. It's... weird. A lot weird. There's a lot of mixed emotions about it, since for the past few years, all we've done is shoot down all allegations that we're into each other like this. We love each other, but up until recently, we never EVER thought to cross that line. Please understand that we love you both in very different ways than we love each other. It's complicated right now, and we're trying to make it UNcomplicated, so um.