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Post by László on Jul 12, 2010 6:25:21 GMT -5
"Thanks," he said, taking the mug.
"I kinda got a taste for this, now that I can have it."
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Post by John Bristow on Jul 12, 2010 6:28:33 GMT -5
"Why couldn't you have?"
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Post by László on Jul 12, 2010 6:31:28 GMT -5
"Coffee's a luxury." He said simply.
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Post by John Bristow on Jul 12, 2010 6:33:51 GMT -5
"Ah right" he looked down at his cup "we get these odd little instant things from a supplier we helped quite a while ago, if it wasn't for him, I don't think we'd even get tea."
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Post by László on Jul 12, 2010 6:37:02 GMT -5
"Soooo...not so straightlaced?"
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Post by John Bristow on Jul 12, 2010 6:39:56 GMT -5
John chuckled "And here I was hoping you'd forget about that."
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Post by László on Jul 12, 2010 6:41:02 GMT -5
He grinned.
"How could I? It's a chance to tease you."
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Post by John Bristow on Jul 12, 2010 6:44:00 GMT -5
"Let me just assure you, that I'm not a freak of any kind. I'm not hiding some icky naughty secret that would shame my family, but I'm not naive."
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Post by László on Jul 12, 2010 6:45:35 GMT -5
He chuckled.
"Mm-hmm. Well, you can't have any worse to tell than I." He said cheerfully.
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Post by John Bristow on Jul 12, 2010 6:51:03 GMT -5
"I don't imagine I do" he laughed.
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Post by László on Jul 12, 2010 6:53:11 GMT -5
"So...who goes first?"
László was in full Impish Rogue mode.
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Post by John Bristow on Jul 12, 2010 6:57:05 GMT -5
"I imagine you should" he laughed "I'm afraid I haven't had a conversation like this that wasn't with my doctor in a looong time."
When I was younger and more prone to doing things I shouldn't have.
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Post by László on Jul 12, 2010 7:04:33 GMT -5
He was partly surprised that John was actually going along with it, but at the same time a bit delighted.
"Hmm, hmm...what should I say...well! I know."
After pausing to think of how to start, László did a recounting of one particular instance in Dracheheim, when two customers had picked him up, thinking to share him between them. There was a lot of recounting of the raunchy conversation that happened on the way to the hotel room, and the car almost going off the road when László did something positively distracting to the one driving. Once they'd gotten to the room, both men had set upon László at the same time, and there was a series of rough-and-tumble shenanigans as one tried to one-up the other, in the end leaving the rentboy rather exhausted.
He didn't leave a whole lot to the imagination.
((There are some things he has no shame with, haha))
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Post by John Bristow on Jul 12, 2010 7:15:20 GMT -5
John, who was smiling, blushing and not saying anything but a nervous laugh here and there, listened carefully.
As Laszlo finished John grinned "Wow."
This is definitely not helping my situation.
"I don't think I can quite one-up that, but" he thought for a moment and began to tell a tale of a drag queen he'd loved when he was much younger named Tiffany. He attempted not to stammer or plush too profusely as he recounted the story. Tiffany had been a rent boy, and a beautiful woman. She'd take him out to the rooftops where they'd make love in the mid afternoon, this particular tale however had them in a window looking out in to the district, John's face was hidden, but he could tell the whole street was staring up at them.
Of course this only fed Tiffany's hunger, so she opened the window, almost causing them both to go out of it.
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Post by László on Jul 12, 2010 7:17:14 GMT -5
"Ohhh boy. Did you keep your balance?"
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