*Thunderous footsteps heard in the distance* Mr. So&So pauses to sniff the air.
Hmmm, what has my little angel been up to over here?
I thought you knew better than to waste your time in the dankness of another's arms.
It really is a shame my lovely flower, because just today I was thinking to myself, here I am a young virile man with two hands, and absolutely nowhere to place them.
I was hoping you could help me find them a home my loveliness.
The thing is Miss Angel, they have an insatiable desire to roam.
So therefore, they require a large stretch of flesh to fulfill themseslves on.
I'm here asking you to decide my little angel, you can languish in your present chill, or exist in the warm span of my firm grasp.
The choice is yours.
Oh, and I just remembered my lovely dove, I have two lonely lips looking for adventure also.
Two, ravaging, wanting lips, willing to go anywhere with you, and atop you as well.
I'll leave you something that my aid you in your decision.
*Mr. So&So presses Wayward Angel firmly up against the nearest wall, and slowly places his wanting lips onto hers, and swallows*
Something to ponder,
Mr. So&So