Try this
... it was a warm and sunny day and myself and the present Captain's concubine were sunning ourselves in the garden, enjoying a few lovely glasses of Chablis under the shade of the tree, while the kittens frolicked around the garden enjoying themselves.

However, young miss placid was nowhere to be seen which was a little odd. We paid no attention at first assuming she was inside playing on her games console thingamejig.

As the weather was so clement, the present Captain's concibine decided that she should come outside and take advantage of the sun and thus despatched me to go and bring her out. She was indeed in her room but was on the computer rather than on her console, but the scurrying sounds after I knocked the door got my senses alerted.

By the time she opened the door, the computer was off, nothing seemed amiss yet she still seemed a little flustered, so i thought I'd have a wee look at the browsing history later.

My earlier suspicions were confirmed when I checked the website he had last visited, there infront of my eyes was Zaphod Beeblebrox-on-Ford Prefect action.

I could best describe it as Frood sex.


Apologies to magicthecat and Douglas Adams.
(Captain Placid 24/7 ball gags, brownie mix and clown porn, Wed 12 Aug 2009, 17:05, 2 replies)

make it stop
apologies to magicthecat and Douglas Adams the whole of B3ta.
( scoshi pretending to diet since, Wed 12 Aug 2009, 17:15, closed)

Brilliant!
I thank you captain...
(Bicycle Repairman "you're also a bit of a wanker", Wed 12 Aug 2009, 21:27, closed)