Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-28358106-20170126011610

"I almost got you to say it! Shit, I can't believe you fell for the old 'masseuse switcheroo confession!'  Hehehehhahahaha!"

Cyndwella is sitting on the table opposite, kicking her legs a little. "Now don't get the wrong idea, hehehe. Lydia didn't set you up.  She just knows when to stand aside.  Not as if she had much choice...if I asked me to gee tee eff oh, I'd do it, too." She slides off the table and begins walking slowly around Marcus.

"And I wasn't privy to the entire conversation, so don't get your grapes in a twist. Although, if the current manscape is any physical indication, they're shrinking out of fear as we speak." She casts a glance at his underwear.

She leans on the table, partially over Marcus. "So, is this what a girl's gotta do to get your tight ass to loosen up? Tie you to a table and make you fess?  Oh, dear oh dear oh deary, deary me.  Tsk tsk."