Scene from the gym...

My dear friend that the previous post is about told me today to start posting again. So, being the submissive that I am...

*grin*

I do tend to follow directions....

So.

Scene:
The Gym, last week, on Bicep/Tricep day

Players:
Blondage
The Wee General, aka my trainer
John, a frequent work out partner

Blondage: Ugh. *groan*

Wee General: Pussy.

Blondage: I'm beginning to think you get off on calling me that.

Wee General: *laughs*

John: I never hear her call any of her other clients pussies.

Blondage: *glares at W.G.* Hmmmmm.

Wee General: *laughs again*

Blondage: Damn John. You sure did get tan over night.

John: Went to the tanning bed last night. Shaved first. Wanna feel?

Blondage: You shave before you tan...?

John: I shave every other day. Feel how soft my legs are.

Blondage: Eeeew. No! You're sweaty!

John: I'm so silky I can't stop touching myself.

Wee General: Too much information!

John: Wanna know my secret?

Blondage: I am breathless with anticipation.

John: I use women's shaving cream.

Wee General: *blinks*

Blondage: Uhm.......

John: I used my ex's once and loved the way it felt. They put baby oil in it you know.

Blondage:*thinks to self....Must. Not. Look. At. Wee. General.*

Wee General: Hmmmm.

John: I tried waxing, but it hurts you know.

Blondage: *looking at floor, looking at ceiling, anywhere but John and W.G.*

Wee General: Uhm....yes it does.

John: Have you ever tried that sugar stuff? I hate that sugar stuff.

Blondage: *barks out a laugh, pretends she is choking and coughing*

Wee General: *slaps Blondage REALLY FRIKKIN HARD on the back*

Blondage: *shrieks*

John and Wee General in unison: Pussy.