Showing off for the Ladies (Blitz) (open)
Dec 29, 2010 0:51:51 GMT -5
Post by ragneroc on Dec 29, 2010 0:51:51 GMT -5
Oren Oakenwood
After a long day of work in the saw mill, I am hot and sweaty. I pick up my coat and my bag and walk out the door, as I'm standing on the lawn of the Saw Mill I see a gaggle of choice ladies walking past.
"those are some fin girls" I am overcome by my need for attention, and decide this is as good of a place as any to take my shirt off and let myself cool off, so I pull of my shirt. My massive arms glisten in the sunlight as sweat drips off them and rivulets of sweat drip down my muscled chest. I begin to stretch, and flex, and the I look at the girls and flash them a debonair smile.
After a long day of work in the saw mill, I am hot and sweaty. I pick up my coat and my bag and walk out the door, as I'm standing on the lawn of the Saw Mill I see a gaggle of choice ladies walking past.
"those are some fin girls" I am overcome by my need for attention, and decide this is as good of a place as any to take my shirt off and let myself cool off, so I pull of my shirt. My massive arms glisten in the sunlight as sweat drips off them and rivulets of sweat drip down my muscled chest. I begin to stretch, and flex, and the I look at the girls and flash them a debonair smile.
