ask any of the chickies in my pen

[sebastienne]

"what if you slept? and what if, in your sleep, you dreamed? and what if, in your dream, you plucked a strange and beautiful flower? and what if, when you awoke, you had the flower in your hand? ah, what then?"

we finished the dance for mama - ye gods, i get to be a predatory lesbian. *blushes*.

seriously, i have a stage full of scantily-clad girls acting out 'reciprocity' while i stroke emily and manoli under the chin; and i have, of course, my introduction . . .

'ladies and gentlemen! the keeper of the keys. the countess of the clink. the mistress of murderers' row - matron . . . mama . . . . MORTON!'

and, apparently, i know how to use dashes properly. *glows with pride*.

gods i love english! it's so . . . tenuous!