Size Matters - BoP (PG)
Title: Size matters
Rating: PG13, no real violence or anything naughty. Just a little bit of ‘suggestive’ writing.
Pairing: None
Disclaimer: You know the drill.
Feedback: is always welcome.
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"Sit still, you’re moving to fast.”
“I am holding still.”
“No you’re not, just sit still so I can get it in.”
“It won’t go in, it’s too big. We’ll have to get another one.”
“Here put this is your mouth.”
“NO! I don’t want that in my mouth.”
“Don’t be stupid Helena, it’s perfectly safe!”
“Just shove it in that cushion and try not to loose it.”
“No, I don’t want it to get me in the ass when I sit down.”
“It won’t get you in the ass when you sit down Barbara, it’s so small, and duh, you wouldn’t feel it anyway.”
“I might not feel it, that’s the problem. I can’t go around with it sticking in my ass for the rest of my life.”
“What in god’s name are you two doing,” a harsh voice yelped from the stairs.
Dinah stood very still staring down at the two women in the clocktower living room.
“Oh thank god you’re here Dinah. Come here and hold this, it’s too small and I don’t want to loose it.”
Dinah glided down the stairs and took the sewing needle from Barbara.
“And to answer your question we’re trying to fix this damn leather coat.”
“Three buttons ripped off when that guy came at me with his big knife,” Helena said to the young blonde woman. “You know, maybe you could thread this needle for us, I tried to get the string into the little eye and so did Barbara then we both tried together. It’s hopeless.”
Dinah took the needle and thread from the dark haired woman and looked at it for a second. “It’s too big,” she announced.
“Huh, see I told you,” Helena said pointing at Barbara who was still trying to fit a button through the corresponding button hole.
Dinah grabbed another needle and threaded it easily then handed it back to the dark vigilante.
“See Barbara, size does matter.”
The End
Rating: PG13, no real violence or anything naughty. Just a little bit of ‘suggestive’ writing.
Pairing: None
Disclaimer: You know the drill.
Feedback: is always welcome.
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"Sit still, you’re moving to fast.”
“I am holding still.”
“No you’re not, just sit still so I can get it in.”
“It won’t go in, it’s too big. We’ll have to get another one.”
“Here put this is your mouth.”
“NO! I don’t want that in my mouth.”
“Don’t be stupid Helena, it’s perfectly safe!”
“Just shove it in that cushion and try not to loose it.”
“No, I don’t want it to get me in the ass when I sit down.”
“It won’t get you in the ass when you sit down Barbara, it’s so small, and duh, you wouldn’t feel it anyway.”
“I might not feel it, that’s the problem. I can’t go around with it sticking in my ass for the rest of my life.”
“What in god’s name are you two doing,” a harsh voice yelped from the stairs.
Dinah stood very still staring down at the two women in the clocktower living room.
“Oh thank god you’re here Dinah. Come here and hold this, it’s too small and I don’t want to loose it.”
Dinah glided down the stairs and took the sewing needle from Barbara.
“And to answer your question we’re trying to fix this damn leather coat.”
“Three buttons ripped off when that guy came at me with his big knife,” Helena said to the young blonde woman. “You know, maybe you could thread this needle for us, I tried to get the string into the little eye and so did Barbara then we both tried together. It’s hopeless.”
Dinah took the needle and thread from the dark haired woman and looked at it for a second. “It’s too big,” she announced.
“Huh, see I told you,” Helena said pointing at Barbara who was still trying to fit a button through the corresponding button hole.
Dinah grabbed another needle and threaded it easily then handed it back to the dark vigilante.
“See Barbara, size does matter.”
The End