Re: Bones-->Three Word Story

by Meegs82 Mon Dec 29, 2008 11:40 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 one another.

Brennan

by Aloemilk Tue Dec 30, 2008 3:25 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 one another.

Brennan decided it was

by missdebra87 Wed Dec 31, 2008 6:07 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 one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make

by Meegs82 Sat Jan 03, 2009 6:47 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 her body against his, wishing they could become one.

But, in order for that to happen, they had to confess their real feelings for one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling,

by Aloemilk Sat Jan 03, 2009 8:34 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 one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back

by Meegs82 Thu Jan 08, 2009 9:56 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 one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply

by i_heart_bones Mon Jan 12, 2009 2:21 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 real feelings for one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover

by fairytales_end Mon Jan 12, 2009 5:12 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.

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 one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about

by Meegs82 Sun Jan 25, 2009 4:47 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 real feelings for one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her

by missdebra87 Mon Jan 26, 2009 2:40 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 one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck.

by sweetie_dude Wed Jan 28, 2009 1:21 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 one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in

by MoonlightGardenias Wed Jan 28, 2009 1:31 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 one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in anticipation, but just

by sweetie_dude Wed Jan 28, 2009 7:53 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 one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in anticipation, but just as Booth was

by Meegs82 Wed Jan 28, 2009 1:31 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 real feelings for one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in anticipation, but just as Booth was leaning in, Brennan

by missdebra87 Wed Jan 28, 2009 1:33 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 real feelings for one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in anticipation, but just as Booth was leaning in, Brennan let out a

by willgirl Wed Jan 28, 2009 1:35 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 real feelings for one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in anticipation, but just as Booth was leaning in, Brennan let out a very loud burp.

by Meegs82 Wed Jan 28, 2009 1:40 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 real feelings for one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in anticipation, but just as Booth was leaning in, Brennan let out a very loud burp. Her eyes went

by missdebra87 Thu Jan 29, 2009 5:02 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 one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in anticipation, but just as Booth was leaning in, Brennan let out a very loud burp. Her eyes went went wide with

by sweetie_dude Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:21 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 one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in anticipation, but just as Booth was leaning in, Brennan let out a very loud burp. Her eyes went went wide with what looked to

by newhaven5 Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:33 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 one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in anticipation, but just as Booth was leaning in, Brennan let out a very loud burp. Her eyes went went wide with what looked to Booth like embarrasment

by sweetie_dude Thu Jan 29, 2009 6:48 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 one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in anticipation, but just as Booth was leaning in, Brennan let out a very loud burp. Her eyes went went wide with what looked to Booth like embarrasment.

"Did you just

by MoonlightGardenias Wed Feb 04, 2009 12:19 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 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 one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in anticipation, but just as Booth was leaning in, Brennan let out a very loud burp. Her eyes went went wide with what looked to Booth like embarrasment.

"Did you just-" Booth smiled, shaking

by sweetie_dude Wed Feb 04, 2009 1:26 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 real feelings for one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in anticipation, but just as Booth was leaning in, Brennan let out a very loud burp. Her eyes went went wide with what looked to Booth like embarrasment.

"Did you just-" Booth smiled, shaking his head in

by Meegs82 Wed Feb 04, 2009 3:43 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 real feelings for one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in anticipation, but just as Booth was leaning in, Brennan let out a very loud burp. Her eyes went went wide with what looked to Booth like embarrasment.

"Did you just-" Booth smiled, shaking his head in astonishment.

"I, uh...

by sweetie_dude Wed Feb 04, 2009 10:49 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 real feelings for one another.

Brennan decided it was time to make hers known. Trembling, she stepped back and breathed deeply, only to discover Booth was about to kiss her on her neck. She trembled in anticipation, but just as Booth was leaning in, Brennan let out a very loud burp. Her eyes went went wide with what looked to Booth like embarrasment.

"Did you just-" Booth smiled, shaking his head in astonishment.

"I, uh...think I may

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