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Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by Aloemilk Wed Dec 24, 2008 12:53 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best
Aloemilk- Therapist
- Number of posts : 3437
Age : 40
Location : Chile
Say What You Want : Booth's nickname as given by the cops? Boring, short lived Quark, haha
Registration date : 2008-12-01
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by missdebra87 Wed Dec 24, 2008 12:54 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
missdebra87- Administrator
- Number of posts : 16433
Age : 36
Location : Texas, USA
Say What You Want : Bachelor of Science in Elementary Education, Teacher Certification, Departmental Recognition, Magna Cum Laude
Registration date : 2008-11-17
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by Aloemilk Wed Dec 24, 2008 12:59 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let
Aloemilk- Therapist
- Number of posts : 3437
Age : 40
Location : Chile
Say What You Want : Booth's nickname as given by the cops? Boring, short lived Quark, haha
Registration date : 2008-12-01
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by missdebra87 Wed Dec 24, 2008 1:00 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you
missdebra87- Administrator
- Number of posts : 16433
Age : 36
Location : Texas, USA
Say What You Want : Bachelor of Science in Elementary Education, Teacher Certification, Departmental Recognition, Magna Cum Laude
Registration date : 2008-11-17
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by Aloemilk Wed Dec 24, 2008 1:01 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've
Aloemilk- Therapist
- Number of posts : 3437
Age : 40
Location : Chile
Say What You Want : Booth's nickname as given by the cops? Boring, short lived Quark, haha
Registration date : 2008-12-01
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by missdebra87 Wed Dec 24, 2008 1:03 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I
missdebra87- Administrator
- Number of posts : 16433
Age : 36
Location : Texas, USA
Say What You Want : Bachelor of Science in Elementary Education, Teacher Certification, Departmental Recognition, Magna Cum Laude
Registration date : 2008-11-17
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by Aloemilk Wed Dec 24, 2008 1:06 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will
Aloemilk- Therapist
- Number of posts : 3437
Age : 40
Location : Chile
Say What You Want : Booth's nickname as given by the cops? Boring, short lived Quark, haha
Registration date : 2008-12-01
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by missdebra87 Wed Dec 24, 2008 1:07 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same
missdebra87- Administrator
- Number of posts : 16433
Age : 36
Location : Texas, USA
Say What You Want : Bachelor of Science in Elementary Education, Teacher Certification, Departmental Recognition, Magna Cum Laude
Registration date : 2008-11-17
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by Aloemilk Wed Dec 24, 2008 1:08 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He
Aloemilk- Therapist
- Number of posts : 3437
Age : 40
Location : Chile
Say What You Want : Booth's nickname as given by the cops? Boring, short lived Quark, haha
Registration date : 2008-12-01
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by missdebra87 Wed Dec 24, 2008 1:11 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and
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Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by Aloemilk Wed Dec 24, 2008 1:12 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips
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Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by missdebra87 Wed Dec 24, 2008 1:12 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
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Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by Aloemilk Wed Dec 24, 2008 1:17 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her
Aloemilk- Therapist
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Age : 40
Location : Chile
Say What You Want : Booth's nickname as given by the cops? Boring, short lived Quark, haha
Registration date : 2008-12-01
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by missdebra87 Wed Dec 24, 2008 1:19 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop, and
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop, and
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Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by ForensicMama Wed Dec 24, 2008 3:10 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin.
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Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by DBCrazy Wed Dec 24, 2008 5:34 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his
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Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by Aloemilk Thu Dec 25, 2008 3:47 am
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered
Aloemilk- Therapist
- Number of posts : 3437
Age : 40
Location : Chile
Say What You Want : Booth's nickname as given by the cops? Boring, short lived Quark, haha
Registration date : 2008-12-01
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by ForensicMama Thu Dec 25, 2008 12:41 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against
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Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by Aloemilk Fri Dec 26, 2008 7:36 am
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against his, wishing they
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against his, wishing they
Aloemilk- Therapist
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Age : 40
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Say What You Want : Booth's nickname as given by the cops? Boring, short lived Quark, haha
Registration date : 2008-12-01
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by missdebra87 Sat Dec 27, 2008 10:44 am
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against his, wishing they could become one.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against his, wishing they could become one.
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Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by Aloemilk Sat Dec 27, 2008 11:38 am
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against his, wishing they could become one.
But, in order
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against his, wishing they could become one.
But, in order
Aloemilk- Therapist
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Age : 40
Location : Chile
Say What You Want : Booth's nickname as given by the cops? Boring, short lived Quark, haha
Registration date : 2008-12-01
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by missdebra87 Sat Dec 27, 2008 1:27 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against his, wishing they could become one.
But, in order for that to
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against his, wishing they could become one.
But, in order for that to
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Age : 36
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Say What You Want : Bachelor of Science in Elementary Education, Teacher Certification, Departmental Recognition, Magna Cum Laude
Registration date : 2008-11-17
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by Aloemilk Sun Dec 28, 2008 6:23 am
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against his, wishing they could become one.
But, in order for that to happen, they had
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against his, wishing they could become one.
But, in order for that to happen, they had
Aloemilk- Therapist
- Number of posts : 3437
Age : 40
Location : Chile
Say What You Want : Booth's nickname as given by the cops? Boring, short lived Quark, haha
Registration date : 2008-12-01
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by missdebra87 Sun Dec 28, 2008 3:59 pm
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against his, wishing they could become one.
But, in order for that to happen, they had to confess their
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against his, wishing they could become one.
But, in order for that to happen, they had to confess their
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Age : 36
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Say What You Want : Bachelor of Science in Elementary Education, Teacher Certification, Departmental Recognition, Magna Cum Laude
Registration date : 2008-11-17
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
by Aloemilk Mon Dec 29, 2008 7:54 am
Bones examined the remains at the grizzly crime scene. When Booth arrived, he assigned agents to stomp on the overflowing cesspool seething with disgusting, rotting, decomposing flesh. This angered the entire agency including Booth's very own Deputy Director Cullen. Booth apathetically stalked towards his partner.
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against his, wishing they could become one.
But, in order for that to happen, they had to confess their real feelings for
"Hey, Bones! How's the soup today?"
"Tastes like cheese," she said.
"That's my girl, Bones. Now how's about we forget about this whole mess, and dance our way to the lab."
When they arrived there, Bones was sobbing hysterically. She realized that the victim had a psychiatric disorder, the same one she had been diagnosed with as an adolescent. Thinking about Booth naked was her favourite thing to imagine every minute of the day. She got distracted all the time with his hot bod and could only imagine him touching every single bit of her smooth, soft, creamy, white body. When Booth noticed the way she constantly looked at him and the look she was currently portraying, he decided it was simply enough, and he took it upon himself to tell her she better explained her thinking... She was flustered, but finally spoke up.
"Well, Booth, it's quite simple really."
"Oh, really? I don't understand. Help me try to understand."
He looked at her like a man who wanted to rip every piece of clothing off her now heated body and make her forget who she was. In return, she licked her lips thinking about what she'd do if he touched her. She wouldn't ever dream of doing it otherwise, but today it felt just right.
She took a step towards him, stretched her hand to his manly, beautiful, strong, hard and sculpted chest and sighed. He took her wrist and held it close to his heart and smiled.
"This time, we are going to make the best of our night."
"Will you let me take you to places you've never been?"
"I will. And will do the same for you."
He leaned in, and pressed his lips softly on hers.
She felt her stomach flop and her head spin. She grabbed his t-shirt and plastered her body against his, wishing they could become one.
But, in order for that to happen, they had to confess their real feelings for
Aloemilk- Therapist
- Number of posts : 3437
Age : 40
Location : Chile
Say What You Want : Booth's nickname as given by the cops? Boring, short lived Quark, haha
Registration date : 2008-12-01
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