Saturday Night Silliness -- Random Musings of a Writer Lady and Her Cat.

Two women are outside, laying behind a fallen tree. They have binoculars. Woman One: I can't believe you dragged me out here. Especially on a Sunday. Woman Two: You have to go outside some time. Woman One: It's Sunday. My day of rest. Woman Two: What did I find you doing on your day of rest? Woman One: Resting? (Woman Two glares at Woman One)

Meet Me In Morocco Meet me in Morocco. Greet me with a kiss. Tell me that you love me. And how much I’ve been missed. I remember it all so clearly. Those times together in the city by the sea. The way that it felt to hold you. The long hours that we spent living in our dreams. Meet me in Morocco. We’ll sit together and pretend. That the romance of our lifetime. Never had to end. ***********************************                                                Hold Me Hold Me. I want to feel the outside world melt away. I need to feel your arms around me. Your body against mine. Hold Me. I want to feel my heart soar. My worries disappear. My temperature as it rises. Hold me. I need to feel your breath on my neck. Your heartbeat against mine. The touch of your masculinity as it makes my heart race and my mind hazy. All becomes quiet, calm, and deliciously sexy when

Scotch was still sitting at the computer. He blinked. He blinked again. The spy scratched his chin. He needed a shave. A shave? He wondered how long he had been there. With these...pervs. Pen was right all he had succeeded in doing was finding a large population of men all looking for a date. “Pictures of naughty bits. So many pictures of naughty bits.” Scotch looked at his monitor. “It’s Richard Nixon for you lad.” The spy copied and pasted his response into the private message box. vgtamer96 received a picture of the former president of the United States sitting in the Oval Office waving his index finger at the recipient. The message “Naughty Naughty” showed along the bottom of the picture in large white print. Scotch sent the message then blocked vgtamer96. He would not be speaking to Brittany “The Pen” Abercrombie again. He closed his eyes for a moment only to be startled to attention by a text on...his phone. So Mr. Super Sleuth are we coming to work today? -P