Finally, a few minutes without my muse nagging me to write something, giving me the chance to review!
That heat had nothing on the 98 percent humidity that was Florida in mid-June with one hundred percent teenage hormones on rampage.
Ahahahahahaha!
Guess he didn’t appreciate being spoken to like a dog.
Well, she doesn't even offer any treats when he obeys.
“Oh, Joe,” Blondie giggled again as ‘Joe’ kissed up her neck. “I couldn’t get away fast enough.”
Going home is gonna suck, huh, Lois?
“Damn straight!” she said, and then covered her mouth. Homespun was probably pretty religious to make a vow to wait until marriage in this day and age. Midwest farmer’s son and all. “Sorry.”
He raised an eyebrow. “A journalism major who apologies for her choice of words?” he teased.
Ahahahahahaha!
He grinned. “Yes, it was.”
<raises hand> I agree with Clark.
She wasn’t that kind of girl, but with Homespun she might make an exception.
Ha!
Instead of screaming, she bent forward and tucked herself up into a ball as the boat seemed to hover there for a moment before it fell.
My sister did this to avoid/try to avoid getting wet last time my family went! FYI - It didn't work.
“Wow. I wouldn’t even recognize you without your glasses. You look so different, like another guy entirely.”
<grin>
She’d keep the wet t-shirt look though.
Is it creepy if I agree?
“What?” Homespun asked, glancing at the pictures. He turned and pointed at her. “You ducked!”
Exactly what my sis did! <grin>
Ooooh! Now you've gone and done it. The perfect couple in the perfect place. I've wondered myself how to get them both to Disney for a fic. You win. Also, I was in Disney last October and now you've made me want to go back.
