Are you seriously suggesting that you'd be right for me?
Fucking hell, Perry's destroyed the one brain cell you were functioning with. Slytherins should know better than begging for something they know they can't have.
Private to Parkinsonflint_ferociaSeptember 11 2006, 00:04:15 UTC
I'm seriously suggesting you need someone who would know how to handle you. And Derrick doesn't even know how to handle himself properly, let alone another person.
I'm not begging, contrary to what you might want me to do, Parkinson. I merely asked that you give me a location to find you. Or I can just find you my way... to which I will expect a reward for my efforts.
Wait for me... as I know you have all these years.
Flint
PS. Thinking to attract your male backup, are you? Can’t handle me on your own? Don’t worry. I will go easy on you- if you let me.
Private to FlintfreakedwithjetSeptember 11 2006, 00:15:22 UTC
Please. How do you know how to handle any girl except as a piece of meat? And I'm certainly not that, and I'm certainly not directing you to my door. You're the dipshit here, not me.
Like people wait for death. It was inevitable that a disease like you would re-emerge when everything was over, but I can't say I was counting down the days.
~Parkinson
P.S. Whatever, Flint. Like I give a shit what you think anyway.
Private to Parkinsonflint_ferociaSeptember 11 2006, 00:34:17 UTC
All you need to do is let me show you.... Of course you'd deny my talents, since you won't let yourself indulge. Is that...fear I sense in your words? Afraid I might break you? I can be gentle... honest.
And like death, dearest, I will come whether you are ready for me or not. Which in any case, you don't have to be ready; I like it better when you squirm.
Why don't you just make this easy on the both of us, and give me directions? I mean, sooner or later you'll be asking yourself why you just didn't let me show you a good time. Or do you need Derrick a few more rounds to really get disgusted with unsatisfactory results first? Do what you like... he'll only make me look better anyway. Derrick isn't very good on execution... trust me, I know.
Flint
You don't have to care about what I think Parkinson. In fact, for what I want... it's not required that you care at all. You don't have to think, or talk, or anything. I just need an address. Humor me, and we'll see what happens.
Private to Flintinner_humanSeptember 11 2006, 00:05:29 UTC
Oh, did you like it? The whores aren't doing it for you anymore?
Too bad a taste is all you got. That's as far as she let you go, isn't it? Sounds like you can't handle her.
Just tell me one thing. You don't wank off to thoughts of my girlfriend, do you? Oh hell, you're probably wanking off right now. I forget what that's like, having to satisfy myself or pay whores to do it. If ever you want to talk about it Flint, just say the word. I know it must be frustrating.
Private to Derrickflint_ferociaSeptember 11 2006, 00:23:20 UTC
You could say that I liked it, yes... It's too bad I don't seem to run into her at night, when we can truly be alone... in private. Without interruption.
Let me go? Hah.. Yeah, sure... whatever you say. You didn't see how she moved against my body, obviously wishing we were somewhere private herself.... but I had other things to do. Don't worry... I'm giving her more chances to get the rest of what I have to offer.
I don't need to wank off, dear chum. I get plenty of offers to enjoy myself to have no need for the hobby. Don't chalk me up into your pathetic category.
Especially when I've got Parkinson now.... I'll never need to take matters into my own hands. I heard she gives good head. Care to talk about that?
Private to Flintinner_humanSeptember 11 2006, 01:31:46 UTC
Something tells me you're not running into much at night What do you have to offer anyone, Flint, besides a bad rash? If I were her, I'd want to keep away from you as well.
Yes, I'm sure the whores all flock to the man with all the loose gold. What a shock.
You'd love to know, wouldn't you? Sorry, what happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom.
Private to Derrickflint_ferociaSeptember 11 2006, 01:48:58 UTC
Why Derrick... I didn't know you cared to learn of my talents. I knew you were a faggot. Just.... keep it to yourself there, big boy. If you were her... I'd not be interested... sorry. Big-fat dumbarses aren't my type.
You know, I haven't had a decent whore since Paris... and would you know it, she's here in England now too. Decent thing about her, she doesn't ask for a cent and spends time pampering me. Would you even know what it's like to be pampered there, Dicklick? I bet you only know that which you do to yourself.
I already know what happens in your room. Which I bet Parkinson has never seen, right? Don't tell me see makes you purchase a cheap arse room somewhere before she lets you paw her with your mittens. Never fear, I'll ask her myself. She'll be proud enough to let me in on her gifts.
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Fucking hell, Perry's destroyed the one brain cell you were functioning with. Slytherins should know better than begging for something they know they can't have.
~Parkinson
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I'm not begging, contrary to what you might want me to do, Parkinson. I merely asked that you give me a location to find you. Or I can just find you my way... to which I will expect a reward for my efforts.
Wait for me... as I know you have all these years.
Flint
PS. Thinking to attract your male backup, are you? Can’t handle me on your own? Don’t worry. I will go easy on you- if you let me.
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Like people wait for death. It was inevitable that a disease like you would re-emerge when everything was over, but I can't say I was counting down the days.
~Parkinson
P.S. Whatever, Flint. Like I give a shit what you think anyway.
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Of course you'd deny my talents, since you won't let yourself indulge. Is that...fear I sense in your words? Afraid I might break you? I can be gentle... honest.
And like death, dearest, I will come whether you are ready for me or not. Which in any case, you don't have to be ready; I like it better when you squirm.
Why don't you just make this easy on the both of us, and give me directions? I mean, sooner or later you'll be asking yourself why you just didn't let me show you a good time. Or do you need Derrick a few more rounds to really get disgusted with unsatisfactory results first? Do what you like... he'll only make me look better anyway. Derrick isn't very good on execution... trust me, I know.
Flint
You don't have to care about what I think Parkinson. In fact, for what I want... it's not required that you care at all. You don't have to think, or talk, or anything.
I just need an address. Humor me, and we'll see what happens.
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Too bad a taste is all you got. That's as far as she let you go, isn't it? Sounds like you can't handle her.
Just tell me one thing. You don't wank off to thoughts of my girlfriend, do you? Oh hell, you're probably wanking off right now. I forget what that's like, having to satisfy myself or pay whores to do it. If ever you want to talk about it Flint, just say the word. I know it must be frustrating.
-PD
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It's too bad I don't seem to run into her at night, when we can truly be alone... in private. Without interruption.
Let me go? Hah.. Yeah, sure... whatever you say. You didn't see how she moved against my body, obviously wishing we were somewhere private herself.... but I had other things to do. Don't worry... I'm giving her more chances to get the rest of what I have to offer.
I don't need to wank off, dear chum. I get plenty of offers to enjoy myself to have no need for the hobby. Don't chalk me up into your pathetic category.
Especially when I've got Parkinson now.... I'll never need to take matters into my own hands. I heard she gives good head. Care to talk about that?
Flint
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Yes, I'm sure the whores all flock to the man with all the loose gold. What a shock.
You'd love to know, wouldn't you? Sorry, what happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom.
-PD
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You know, I haven't had a decent whore since Paris... and would you know it, she's here in England now too. Decent thing about her, she doesn't ask for a cent and spends time pampering me. Would you even know what it's like to be pampered there, Dicklick? I bet you only know that which you do to yourself.
I already know what happens in your room. Which I bet Parkinson has never seen, right? Don't tell me see makes you purchase a cheap arse room somewhere before she lets you paw her with your mittens. Never fear, I'll ask her myself. She'll be proud enough to let me in on her gifts.
Flint
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