If it were two females doing this it would be called a catfight.
*hiding deep in my secret cave*
If it were two females doing this it would be called a catfight.
*hiding deep in my secret cave*
“To be completely woman you need a master and in him, a compass for your life. You need a man you can look up to and respect. If you dethrone him, it is no wonder that you are discontented, and discontented women are not loved for long.”- Marlene Dietrich
NOTE TO SELF: "Sadistic rat bastard, Sir!" is not a safeword!
rose,
How could you possibly mistake this exchange of heart felt thoughts and opinions for 'bitch slapping'?
I was actually quire proud of Lews for showing such restraint. It might be the new drug regime, but still for Lews it was impressive.
Too much alliteration?
Yours
Mad
English does not borrow from other languages. English follows other languages into dark alleys, raps them over the head with a cudgel, then goes through their pockets for loose vocabulary and spare grammar.
The difference between a "catfight" and what the Lews, Mad and I are doing is that girls get mad and boys enjoy the contest. We will go out for drinks later and reminisce about how I popped him in the nose or how he knocked the wind out of me. If we were girls we would end up as mortal enemies.
Girls don't know how to play fight.
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