I've been a bit out of it for a while. I haven't posted in a few days. I know this. But there is a reason. If anyone has been watching the dialog between 7 and I, you'd understand.
While 7 has been wildly in love with Anya, he was nice enough to hook me up with her sister Tatyana. She's the reason I haven't been around. Just like her bigger sister, Tatyana LOATHES computers. Notice the big letters. I can't explain how much she hates computers. I believe that's because she was a part of that experiment to produce... we'll get to that later. She's a bit touchy about the situation and I don't want to upset her. Loathe the computer, yes. But she's far too willing to check it out to see what I'm up to.
I guess I got lucky with Tatyana. She's not at all overbearing or controlling. In fact, she rather docile. I can't say for sure, but I think it may have something to do with how I lay it down. Not the pipe. We haven't gone there yet. I mean my steelo, my swagger, my style. She was instantly in love with a brother. And so was I with her.
At first, she was hesitant to change in front of me. Not her clothes. Her physical form. Let me tell you this. She has no reason to be ashamed. In either guise, she is the sexiest being I've ever seen. The sounds she made while transforming were more erotic than any porno soundtrack ever made. I was totally enraptured. I was hers to do whatever she wanted.
Unfortunately, after her change she left for a few days. I pined for her as any man in love would. When she came back it was like the sun rising for the first time. She looked tired and at the same time completely re-energized. She fell into my arms and began to cry.
I didn't think you would be here when I returned...
Everything in me told me that this was the time to make love to her. I resisted. Instead, I brushed her hair, and sang slow love songs to her. Songs of forever. Songs of happiness. Songs of her and I. We fell asleep in each other's arms.
When I awoke she was gone. There was a message left on the table. I guess she has to travel to Portland, Oregon to see 7 and Anya. Anya, being head of the were-clan has to approve of us. I hope all goes well. Until she gets back, I'll continue to monitor my empire from this remote location. It's the only secret she and I have. I didn't know how to break it to her. I'm hoping 7 will help me. (hint, hint) I'll be in touch.
Fisk: OUT!
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It is good to see a post though, as your style and form is always entertaining.
Be well, Mr Fisk, be well indeed!
Godspeed.
R.E. Knowlton III
Hope to see you too come visit sometime.
Gen Adam Warlock Weilder of the Buster Sword, Caster of Materia, and Tamer of Chocobos
Glad your happy
Yes, she does like playing "disappearing games." But she is there. (Well, not now, she's here.) But I have learned to look up more often. And yes, they both hate the computers - for some reason. Even as I write this, Anya is crushing the web-cam I thought I hid well in the other room.
So, look alive Mr. Fisk! She'll be back soon!
7
I got chills and boiling blood!
7
Above is my face during the reading of your post. Heheh. Good luck!