chance
18-06-2005, 23:48
They've been canoodling, caressing and cuddling all evening, but Maxwell seems no closer to pulling sexy Saskia.
When his flirting with Saskia hit another brick wall this evening, the wannabe love god turned to the booze fairy for assistance.
The 'will-they-won't-they' couple were reclining in the garden. Well, Saskia was reclining, and Maxwell was pawing at her. He stroked her hair, cuddled her, picked her up and even offered her a night of fun in the loft. But all to no avail.
Maxwell decided to go to the bedroom to retrieve his cider stash and offer some booze to his paramour.
"We'll get pissed up? Yeah?" he asked Saskia seductively.
She agreed but though Maxwell seems to be getting rather merry, hardcore Saskia is still deflecting his advances.
"We could carry on our conversation up there," Maxwell said temptingly, gesturing to the loft.
"No, behave" she giggled.
Oh dear, this could get rather embarrassing...
When his flirting with Saskia hit another brick wall this evening, the wannabe love god turned to the booze fairy for assistance.
The 'will-they-won't-they' couple were reclining in the garden. Well, Saskia was reclining, and Maxwell was pawing at her. He stroked her hair, cuddled her, picked her up and even offered her a night of fun in the loft. But all to no avail.
Maxwell decided to go to the bedroom to retrieve his cider stash and offer some booze to his paramour.
"We'll get pissed up? Yeah?" he asked Saskia seductively.
She agreed but though Maxwell seems to be getting rather merry, hardcore Saskia is still deflecting his advances.
"We could carry on our conversation up there," Maxwell said temptingly, gesturing to the loft.
"No, behave" she giggled.
Oh dear, this could get rather embarrassing...