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azurelunatic) wrote2002-06-17 09:42 pm
azurelunatic) wrote2002-06-17 09:42 pm
Orders
I haven't needed sex like *that* for quite some time. Darkside and I talked on the phone, you see. Occasionally he will get me very hot and bothered. It was becoming pain. I ran into my room and locked my d... damn. I'd better go lock it.
I called Darkside and we chatted for a bit. Came up with an interesting graduation card for Shrimpy. Told him about the prospect of selling the perfume oils.
"Study for your finals," he said.
"Was that an order?" I asked.
"What did it sound like? Study for your finals!"
"What's the magic word?"
"I order you to study for your finals!"
"Yes, sweetie."
"And don't call me sweetie!"
"Yes, honey."
"Well, at least you didn't put a 'Cutey' in front of that."
This devolved into an anime conversation. When we recovered, I told him that seriously, he was someone I accepted orders from. He decided to explore the boundaries of this newfound power of his.
"And if I ordered you to bark like a dog?"
"Arf?"
"I said, if. And if I ordered you to give Shrimpy a wedgie?"
I laughed evilly.
"Ah, so there are limits!" he said triumphantly.
"Depending on opportunity," I said, still with the evil Shrimpy + wedgie equation in my mind.
He told me to go and study, and we made our farewells. He's sometimes so sweet... it's not always just the choice of words; it's usually the tone of voice. Tonight was one of those nights. I went. I studied. I became very aroused thinking about Darkside, hearing his voice, feeling his smile. I now am pretty damn sure I know the whole test.
I called Darkside and we chatted for a bit. Came up with an interesting graduation card for Shrimpy. Told him about the prospect of selling the perfume oils.
"Study for your finals," he said.
"Was that an order?" I asked.
"What did it sound like? Study for your finals!"
"What's the magic word?"
"I order you to study for your finals!"
"Yes, sweetie."
"And don't call me sweetie!"
"Yes, honey."
"Well, at least you didn't put a 'Cutey' in front of that."
This devolved into an anime conversation. When we recovered, I told him that seriously, he was someone I accepted orders from. He decided to explore the boundaries of this newfound power of his.
"And if I ordered you to bark like a dog?"
"Arf?"
"I said, if. And if I ordered you to give Shrimpy a wedgie?"
I laughed evilly.
"Ah, so there are limits!" he said triumphantly.
"Depending on opportunity," I said, still with the evil Shrimpy + wedgie equation in my mind.
He told me to go and study, and we made our farewells. He's sometimes so sweet... it's not always just the choice of words; it's usually the tone of voice. Tonight was one of those nights. I went. I studied. I became very aroused thinking about Darkside, hearing his voice, feeling his smile. I now am pretty damn sure I know the whole test.