I was in an ice cream shop on Leicester Square the other day, with a butch lesbian domme.
She ordered vanilla.
Two scoops.
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14 comments:
Mmmm. Vanilla can be the richest, most decadent taste of all - at the right time, in the right place, using all the tongue to absorb all the flavor. Ohhh have to go now. Rosie
Damn you!
Mmmmmm, vanilla, best served with a topping, no?
Maybe something subtly fruity?
Or chocolate?
Cake?
Grapes or Cherries?
This is fun!
I had mine with lashings...
...of blood-red cherry sauce.
Damn you twice, Mon - once for your teasing post and once more for your teasing comment.
Don't make me damn you thrice.
Or - please do.
Yum! Vanilla with juicy, stewed brandied cherries is to die for.
Licking off the leftover juice is optional.
A scoop for each nipple.
Too much!
A scoop, a bow, a twirl, fancy footwork, even fancier handwork...and immensely succulent ideas.
Well, I must say Mon, you succeeded in one thing with your teasing post - you got everyone playing your fruity game.
Except me.:-)
How come I won't play, Mon? :-(
Oops sorry - Ice Creamy game.
I've lost my ball today.
honestly, i'm so used to that sort of thing. i work in a deli and two very butch lesbians come in arms around one another and ask:
"where are the sausages?"
Really nice ironic metaphor, Mon.
I lusted after a straight black girl today so my order is double dip chocolate, melted.
D
sorry to come over all literal on you (!), but I actually was in the Haagen Dasz shop in Leicester Sq on Friday. With a lesbian. Very weird.
mmmicecream
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