Round 17... and I'm late again

[ThatWickedWench]

I was talkin about you OTHER losers out there... ok well not YOU Diva... and well not Chaos or Tricia...

Chaos, lol you have selective reading because I obviously excluded you from the 'loser' list as soon as I realized what I was saying.. hehe.. it's okay if you HAD submitted a story it would have been the bomb, trust me!
Now I must get back to the coatroom... hehe *straightens up clothing*

[Chaos]

I know, I know...dammit, why won't anybody let me harass them?

Hey, Wenchie...what had happened to your avatar chica? You do not resemble a little white box with an "x" in it, so I do not think that which I see there is you. So where is you? I mean...where ARE you? Yeah, that's what I meant.

[RedneckDiva]

Are we gonna vote already? Or are we all just gonna sit around callin' each other losers and fantasize about a tremendous orgy in the coatroom?

I vote for voting THEN the orgy! But that's just me...

[Tricia]

I guess we can start the voting...
*hangs head*


I really thought I would be finished by now, but alas, the muse deserted me.

Can't trust a fricking muse!

Anyway...
I'm still trying to get it in, but regardless...



VOTING BEGINS TOMORROW MORNING 8AM
That's JANUARY 14th at 8AM!

haha Diva... I see you hovering down there!
Thought I would let you vote didn't you?

Well I'm more wicked... er than the wench and chaos... er than Chaos.
Hmmmmmmm
That didn't come out right.


Anyway, I must try to finish my masterpiece.

Alright!
I'm going
I'm going

sheesh


Oh!
What happened to Wench's avatar?
Is she trying out one of her invisibility potions again?
I think she makes those potions just so she can spy on us!

Come out
Come out
Where ever you are!

[Tricia]

TW1

"Why Captain Drake, what kind of girl do you think I am"? said Elizabeth, playing coy with the man sitting across the table from her.

Captain Drake gave her a lascivious wink and wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

The much older Captain had been patient so far with this young vixen, but his patience was beginning to wear thin.

He pushed his chair back from the table and casually walked over and locked the parlor room door.It wouldn't do to have one of the servants walk in at an inappropriate moment.

Elizabeth made her way across the second story apartment and stood staring out of the french windows at the dirty London streets below.
She wished she was down there in the bustling crowd instead of locked in this small apartment listening to the inane ramblings of this old man. She watched as girls went by dressed in the latest Paris fashions. She imagined herself there with them, giggling and blushing at the sight of the young sailors disembarking from one of His Majesty's naval ships.

She was suddenly snapped out of her reverie by the sound of the Captain's voice sharply calling her name.

"Elizabeth"!
"Are you listening to me"?


She turned to look at him.

He had removed his waist coat and she could see the hardened bulge beneath his trousers. She felt sick at her stomach at the thought of him rubbing himself against her. He looked like he was about to have an orgasm right in his pants as he stood there rubbing his hardened member with his callous, weather beaten hands.

Although Captain Drake was an officer in His Majesty's Navy, he was not exactly an honorable man. Most of the people he associated with were rather aberrant in their virtues. He had even been known to spend an evening with a law-breaking pirate captain, drinking rum and partaking of the brothel girls who sold their bodies to the surly sailors on the docks. They gave themselves to these men for enough money to buy a crust of bread and a pint of ale at the local pub.

Right now she felt no better than any of those women. At least they were straight to the point about trading their bodies for money. She felt like she had been swindled out her freedom by the selfishness of others. The Captain may have been rude and disgusting, but he was also extremely wealthy, as her mother kept reminding her.

She turned again and looked out the window. On the street below she saw her mother emerge from Captain Drake's carriage. She watched as the servants came bustling out to help her mother unload Elizabeth's wedding gown and train.

She let out a deep sigh.
She was safe for now... at least until her mother loaded herself back into the carriage to go home for the night.

[ThatWickedWench]

I don't know just what in the hell is wrong with all y'alls eye sight.. I see my avatar plain as day. Too bad y'all cant, cause she's nekkid as a jay bird!

Really, what would cause my avatar to disappear? Why don't you try refreshin' the page and stuff cause it's there.

I think we should wait at least another week to vote so that we can make this a full two month round... hehe

[Chaos]

Wench, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but your avatar really isn't there, girl. I've refreshed and cleared cookies, and every damn thing else I can think to do (which isn't much, admittedly, but still...I tried), to no avail.

Check your profile...have you by any chance renamed your av or moved it to another location without updating the link in your profile? That's the only thing I can think that would cause this problem.

Also...you know I hate to be a pest, Queenie, but might there be a *deadline* for the voting, as well as a starting time? I know, in your exuberance for squashing Diva's hopes of voting immediately, you just forgot to tell us how long we have to mull over our choice(s)...

[ThatWickedWench]

Hmm let me check, but I still dont get why *I* can see the AV and y'all cant... if I had moved it or changed the address or whatever, wouldnt that mean I couldnt see it either??
OKay so I figured it out.... well you can tell I figured it out because you can see my AV now.. it was the address. I forgot that I moved the AVs to a different folder on sitesled. Duh.
Yea so what ARE the voting rules... I mean there are five stores... we get to pick two? And when is the deadline? I mean Tricia... yer slackin' hon. C'mon we need DIRECTION here.

hehe Chaos we had better be nice to the Demon Thong Queen or else she won't come back with the official voting rules until sometime next month. And we cannot have that.

[sidra]

someone just come get me out of the coatroom when we're ready... i'll just be in here amusing myself in the dark... heh...

[Tricia]

*pokes head out of coatroom*

Sidra and I are just in here amusing each other while we wait for Tricia to give us the voting rules.

Oooops

The VOTING RULES?

Crap... I did it again!


Okay 5 stories...
we all get 3 votes and voting will close on tuesday night at 10:30 pm.

Is this going to be a problem for anyone?

Get reading grrrls (and HIM)!

Sidra!
Stop touching me there!
Touch me here instead... heheh

[sidra]

three outta five ain't bad...

my votes go to:

TW1
Wench1
JS1

tricia, can i use the whip next? pleeeese?

[ThatWickedWench]

And the voting... let's see..

SG1 ~~Girl I had a tear, briefly, but a tear nonetheless.
RD1 ~~I'd been WAITIN' for the further adventures of Polly and her sadistic bastard husband, thanks!
TW1 ~~Well now ya gotta write about the wedding night! LOL

[Tricia]

Okay, you can use the whip... but only if you promise to wipe it off afterwards!

[RedneckDiva]

I will join everyone in the coatroom promptly... I just need to find my whip first. I mean, if everyone's fightin' over the whip and Sid's usin' the wrong end....well, I want to be able to have access to one as well!

Voting! I've been waiting so long, now that you've given me permission, I probably won't be able to! Damn performance anxiety.

Ahhh...found it! My darling whip..... and I'm off to the coatroom!

Sid, use your free hand to open the damn door, willya?

[RedneckDiva]

Agh, this was hard. Three votes for five stories? Man, I felt like I was abandoning one of you! Oh wait, that 's essentially what we had to do. *sob*

JS1
SG1
TW1

Wenchie, I'll share my whip with you since I didn't vote for you! You can use whichever end you want, too! Will that make up for it?