12-23-2005, 04:08 AM
"Yes, miss. I have a box of tussues on hand."
Harry turned to Flynn. "What awfully soft fur you have," he said, stroking it, and moving down his belly. "You must take terribly good care of yourself... conditioner?" He got to his crotch, "I bet you spend extra attention down here, shampooing yourself; rubbing all over, white a creamy lather covering your body. I'm right aren't I, you sausy little minx."
Harry mentally cringed. Minx? Honestly, standards for talking dirty had slipped.
Harry turned to Flynn. "What awfully soft fur you have," he said, stroking it, and moving down his belly. "You must take terribly good care of yourself... conditioner?" He got to his crotch, "I bet you spend extra attention down here, shampooing yourself; rubbing all over, white a creamy lather covering your body. I'm right aren't I, you sausy little minx."
Harry mentally cringed. Minx? Honestly, standards for talking dirty had slipped.