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Meanwhile...in a room down the hall...and up the stairs...there was a Red Room designated for wanton acts of naughtyness...
Sat at the table,beneath a substantial hanging light,was Tony, Sinful Sadey, Suzan and Big Jim (maverick) McDough....
Ok , said Big Jim....we are playing 5 card strip poker where aces are high,reds are proportional and Ladies go first.....Dealer has control and selects the items to be removed....Shoes do not count and vests are non existant...OK any questions????
Yes,said Suzan,Ive got one....Why do they call you Big Jim??? Jim leant across and whispered in Suzans ear.....She went red ,blushed,had a look of intimidation and came back with....Whats a bulbouse Head????:whistle: :whistle:

Everything seemed to stand still,a terrible laugh sounded out across the empty halls.What the hell was that said Ducky who was looking rather uneasy,dont you worry little lady said Bjm I will protect you.Cat said she would show everyone to their rooms,I think we should stay together said Bobby,I agree said Scotty(who was looking very pale).Dont worry folks said Tony who had finished his card game,I think he must have lost said Ducky giggling,Tony was stood there in just his socks and a rather trendy thong.Its a bit chilly said Tony as he........... :whistle:

Climb upon the Gymnastic Horse and perform a 7 minute routine that had Lady M watching whilst sucking her thumb.....She often found herself sucking her thumb when Tony was wearing his Thong and CK socks......Must be a subconsciouse habbit..said Bobby.....I find myself licking my lips...or if Ive got a Fig to hand I cant resist inserting my tongue into the flesshy part and moving Oh so slowly.....
In the name of good taste..Stop it Bobby...there are men present...said Posh...Besides,I hate Figs...can you do it with Apricots....
No...onlt the Gymnastic Horse replied Tony .....

suzan came in carrying the rest of tonys gear and big jms, he was nearly as undressed as tony. except he had on still his wee sscottish hat, boxer shorts and over that his sporrion. she had a smirk on her face.all she lost was her bobby socks, petticoat and... :huh:<br><br>Post edited by: ducky, at: 2008/08/19 19:34

Something that she had been trying to keep ..in-tact...for the past 30 years.....Her wooly cardigan from the Shetlands...It reminded her of that night of passion spent with 6 Icelandic Whale fishermen,in that secluded hut....
Well,I call it a secluded hut...in actual fact it was more of a 35 bed 4 star guest house.....Suzan had convined the fishermen that her room was best and if they all huddled together etc..etc..etc..
After all they were only 6 and had no chance of resistance.....She had consumed a pint of Baileys and was anyones .....xxxx:ohmy:

It was becoming dark and very spooky.The Mansion was secluded there were large iron gates which Cat noticed were now locked,she called to Scotty and not wishing to alarm the others whispered in his ear,have you noticed the big padlock on the gates she said,Scotty nodded is it to keep us in or something horrible out he said.I think the best idea is for us all to bed down in the large dinning room said Suzan,by the way has anybody seen Cheeky and Ducky they seem to have...........:ohmy: :ohmy: :ohmy: :blink: