Bones-->Three Word Story
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Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
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
"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
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
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
"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
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
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,
"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,
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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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
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,
"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,
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
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
"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
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
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.
"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.
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
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
"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
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
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,
"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,
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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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
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
"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
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
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.
"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.
missdebra87- Administrator
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Registration date : 2008-11-17
Re: Bones-->Three Word Story
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
"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
Aloemilk- Therapist
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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
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
"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
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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
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