[ She's standing in the grocery store, a basket hanging over one arm that is filled, without exception, with nothing but candy bars and cookie boxes. She has the paperback book and her device arranged between her hands in an awkward way to keep them both balanced in the right place, and she begins to recite: ]
[[ooc; action in the grocery store is A++ welcome and encouraged.]]
"I found something." Rich had a mischievous twinkle in his eye, and Kristen looked down to see him holding what appeared to be an ancient cock ring. "I found it under two skeletons. It must have fallen off the male when his erection finally gave way to bleak putrefaction."[ Carla's expression grows increasing more amused as she continues and is eventually cackling so hard that she drops the device. It bounces away from her to land at the feet of someone much less amused. ]
Kristen, who has a weakness for antique cock rings, glanced at the other archaeologists in the tomb. "Well, we can't legally remove it from the site."
"No, we can't. but we can work overtime tonight."
And with that we waited for the last archaeologist to leave, telling each departing colleague we were going to bone-dust for another hour or two and then we'd join everyone for tequila shots at Pato Afortunado. Soon we were the only two on the site.
We'd made intimate love in public before, but never in front of skeletons. We were ready to give those empty eye sockets a show their brainless skulls would never forget nor remember. Kissing and sucking ensued in superb and perfect ways, and before long we were ready for the big event. Kristen held up the Aztec cock ring. "It's beautiful."
[[ooc; action in the grocery store is A++ welcome and encouraged.]]
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