So, I call a new place… and to my surprise and delight, don’t I hear “Extreme Body Care, Starr speaking.”. And so I say “Starr? Like… STARR Starr?”. And she says “This is Starr…”. And so I say “KENDRA! KENDRAKENDRAKENDRAKENDRAKENDRA!!! Kendra. Please. Kendra.” And she sighs audibly. And then says nothing. Nothing at all.
Bunny: “Sorry… old habit. But it’s been so long, and I miss her.”
Ms. Starr: *silence*
Bunny: “You’re not going to give her to me, are you?”
Ms. Starr: *silence*
Bunny: “Ok… who might I see then?”
Ms. Starr: “Today we have the lovely Lexie…”
Bunny: “LEXIE! LEXIELEXIELEXIELEXIELEXIE!!! Lexie. Please. Lexie.”
Ms. Starr: “You know what, Sweetie? I think I’m going to book her for you…”.
Ms. Starr must have been angry with Ms. Lexie that morning. But at least she is (once again) very nice to me….
So I hop right over, and even though I haven’t been here before, it’s easy to find. When I enter, there is a man on a ladder looking down at me. Both figuratively and literally. Neat.
An exotic looking young lady in a red dress does her best to rush down the hallway and save me, but it is a long hallway, so buddy and I have plenty of time to stare awkwardly at each other. The young lady grabs me and drags me in the nearest room, and asks nervously if I would like to stay – and when I tell her I have an appointment to see Ms. Lexie, she looks very relieved and excuses herself to go tell the poor girl. And I stand there and wait, while listening to Bob the Builder tinker around outside of the door.
Ms. Lexie comes in looking all beautiful, wearing black dress (side-cut to occasionally reveal some sexy underthings), and an annoying little wrap that tries ambitiously (yet unsuccessfully) to hide her ample bosom. As a result - don’t care much for the wrap thing. She gives me a glass of water (anticipation?) and a tutorial in the shower. It’s an impressive contraption, in an impressive room, but I don’t care about any of that right now….
She leaves, I shower, and hop up on the table… and it squeaks loudly. And I can’t help but wonder if this is going to improve my ratings with Judge Randy Jackson out there. But Ms. Lexie comes back in, and I no longer care about the audience. I just want the pretty lady to touch me. In a bad way.
Ms. Lexie recognises this, and comes to snuggle at the edge of the table. And she’s really good at that. In fact, I could have done that all day. But I didn’t do that all day. ‘Cause she pushed me back on the table and…
*thumpsqueakthumpsqueakthumpsqueakthumpsqueakthump*
I couldn’t help but wonder what Bob was thinking as Ms. Lexie took a bow from her exceptional performance, and I pushed my face in that glass of water. Ha ha, Bob… I win.
After we clean, Ms. Lexie gives me a little tour of the facilities, and they are quite nice. By design, it is very similar to Revive, but it has some other things… fancy showers, complicated music system, air conditioning. Could be more, but I wasn't really paying attention. Ms. Lexie was still there, and to be honest, I was still preoccupied with rubbing up against her. She is wonderfully yummy.
Thank you Ms. Starr, thank you EB folks, and of course, thank you Ms. Lexie… I’m sure all of you will do smashingly well at your new spot.
Happy thumping all!
Bunny: “Sorry… old habit. But it’s been so long, and I miss her.”
Ms. Starr: *silence*
Bunny: “You’re not going to give her to me, are you?”
Ms. Starr: *silence*
Bunny: “Ok… who might I see then?”
Ms. Starr: “Today we have the lovely Lexie…”
Bunny: “LEXIE! LEXIELEXIELEXIELEXIELEXIE!!! Lexie. Please. Lexie.”
Ms. Starr: “You know what, Sweetie? I think I’m going to book her for you…”.
Ms. Starr must have been angry with Ms. Lexie that morning. But at least she is (once again) very nice to me….
So I hop right over, and even though I haven’t been here before, it’s easy to find. When I enter, there is a man on a ladder looking down at me. Both figuratively and literally. Neat.
An exotic looking young lady in a red dress does her best to rush down the hallway and save me, but it is a long hallway, so buddy and I have plenty of time to stare awkwardly at each other. The young lady grabs me and drags me in the nearest room, and asks nervously if I would like to stay – and when I tell her I have an appointment to see Ms. Lexie, she looks very relieved and excuses herself to go tell the poor girl. And I stand there and wait, while listening to Bob the Builder tinker around outside of the door.
Ms. Lexie comes in looking all beautiful, wearing black dress (side-cut to occasionally reveal some sexy underthings), and an annoying little wrap that tries ambitiously (yet unsuccessfully) to hide her ample bosom. As a result - don’t care much for the wrap thing. She gives me a glass of water (anticipation?) and a tutorial in the shower. It’s an impressive contraption, in an impressive room, but I don’t care about any of that right now….
She leaves, I shower, and hop up on the table… and it squeaks loudly. And I can’t help but wonder if this is going to improve my ratings with Judge Randy Jackson out there. But Ms. Lexie comes back in, and I no longer care about the audience. I just want the pretty lady to touch me. In a bad way.
Ms. Lexie recognises this, and comes to snuggle at the edge of the table. And she’s really good at that. In fact, I could have done that all day. But I didn’t do that all day. ‘Cause she pushed me back on the table and…
*thumpsqueakthumpsqueakthumpsqueakthumpsqueakthump*
I couldn’t help but wonder what Bob was thinking as Ms. Lexie took a bow from her exceptional performance, and I pushed my face in that glass of water. Ha ha, Bob… I win.
After we clean, Ms. Lexie gives me a little tour of the facilities, and they are quite nice. By design, it is very similar to Revive, but it has some other things… fancy showers, complicated music system, air conditioning. Could be more, but I wasn't really paying attention. Ms. Lexie was still there, and to be honest, I was still preoccupied with rubbing up against her. She is wonderfully yummy.
Thank you Ms. Starr, thank you EB folks, and of course, thank you Ms. Lexie… I’m sure all of you will do smashingly well at your new spot.
Happy thumping all!
