Friday, December 21, 2007

A Clandestine Christmas


A Country House Hotel.

A stolen night, the whole night.

An attentive lover.







Freshly painted toe nails.

Two glasses of chilled white wine.

Intimate gifts exchanged.







Romantic, erotic.

Heady and strong.



Bugger! My period.

I always time it wrong!










8 Comments:

Blogger Steg said...

Back to the crap TV like the rest of us then!

6:45 pm  
Blogger Within Without said...

Bloody hell!

My god, CP, this is what I call moving and shaking!

Periods, as anything else, can be overcome. But even if there's a feeling not to, it's all in the stars.

The feeling was the important focus.

None of that was wasted. I hope.

3:26 am  
Blogger kj said...

come on now, cp!there's more than one way to skin a ...., oh well, you know what i mean.

:)

(happy holidays to one of my very favorite people)

7:16 am  
Blogger ziggi said...

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Merry Christmas CP
(serves you right! you're having far too much fun!)

4:07 pm  
Blogger homo escapeons said...

Sounds fabulous!
La-Di-Da.
A little exsanguination never hurt anybody.

The M'e'nstral's Prayer by Cartel..
"and oh carry on,
oh carry on all you 'menstrals' of
the world.
we will catch our ladies ear,
we will win for us the girl."

Have a Merry Ole Time.

8:31 pm  
Blogger homo escapeons said...

Hairy Crizzmoose Cherry.
Mwuah!
Mwuah!

9:37 am  
Blogger tom909 said...

Thank you for your Xmas message Cherry Pie, and no, I ain't gonna send you any of those things.
Now listen here Cherry Pie, don't get sooooo greedy ok. wasn't so long ago it didn't matter when you had your period.

1:53 pm  
Blogger oldcrow61 said...

Ha, ha, ha, glad I stopped by here. You are soooo funny.

9:39 am  

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