Love

[dagibbs]

I think I may love leolac.

Yes, she ate the rest of the bag of Lassy Mogs cookies, but in return she left a basket of fresh, ripe, Ontario peaches in my kitchen. I've got peach juice in my beard! Mmmmmmmmmm.

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[boywhocantsayno.livejournal.com]

Stop it, you're turning me on. :P

[dagibbs.livejournal.com]

I go back to the kitchen, and pick up another, squeeze it gently, feeling the soft smooth/furry flesh gently yielding under the pressure of my fingers. I carry it to the sink, and gently, but firmly stroke it all over under the running water. Finally, when it is prepared -- the soft fuzz wet all over, I raise it to my mouth, and slowly and savouringly sink my teeth into its soft, yielding flesh, as I feel its juices spurt into my mouth, and onto my face.

I love peaches!

[corbet.livejournal.com]

sudden.craving.for.PEACHES!

[dagibbs.livejournal.com]

I was inspired by your posting of "food pron". ;)

[boywhocantsayno.livejournal.com]

You really are evil sometimes. :P

[dagibbs.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes I am.

[leolac.livejournal.com]

but in such a yummy way, ;)

[leolac.livejournal.com]

why the hell do you have to be at work when I read stuff like this from you?!? Lol...

[dagibbs.livejournal.com]

Because we're rarely reading LJ when we're both at home, my peach.

[leolac.livejournal.com]

(*gasp and grin*)

a new pet name!! Wow!! =D!!! It's delightful.

[succulentpoet.livejournal.com]

*gigglesnort*

[dagibbs.livejournal.com]

You're thinking it was self-preservation on my part?

[succulentpoet.livejournal.com]

self-preservation from being ravished? perhaps?

[dagibbs.livejournal.com]

Ravished to the ends of my endurance, to utter exhaustation, and beyond. Yup.

[succulentpoet.livejournal.com]

and that's a bad thing?

[dagibbs.livejournal.com]

Death of exhaustion is, in my books, a bad thing. And I'm not talking "le petit mort" here.

[dagibbs.livejournal.com]

Wow, I think I need another.