Ares and Stello at Chez Zoom's.



Same pic, more tongue!



Stella helping Lola (aka lesbianerector) to drive.



Swimming in Lake Travis (the water was very warm, like a bath).

[This message was edited by Tantric Yumyum on 20 October 2003 at 04:16 AM.]

hehe, well someone gives good tongue

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Leo: Hey, you want to freeze me in bed for your own personal pleasure, that is fine, but freezing Natalie is not gonna make her or the Elders happy.

Aw, Stella's a cutie

How big is Lake Travis? Just out of curiosity.

Thanks for sharing

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She was such a tiny puppy! jeepers... ooo, someone should post a then-and-now.

Is that pot under the window a Xena prop? That would be cool

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Originally posted by Heitie:
Is that pot under the window a Xena prop? That would be cool

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Had to read that line and check the pics several times until I realized you meant a FLOWER pot. (hey, don't laugh it would have explained Gabrielle's constant case of the munchies.)

I need sleep.

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" Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying- 'I will try again tomorrow' "

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Originally posted by lila997:
Had to read that line and check the pics several times until I realized you meant a FLOWER pot. (hey, don't laugh it would have explained Gabrielle's constant case of the munchies.)

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you people know me entirely too well...

and while the pot does look like it could be a XWP prop, it's actually a Tarahumara (Mexican Indian tribe) beer-making pot.

WHAT WOULD XENA DO?

are you sitting on the soap?

a long time ago you told me that the Cycle of Hate has to end, and the only way to end it is through Love. it's a hard lesson to learn. Callisto couldn't possibly know or understand that.

man I wish it was still summer so I could go swimming! And Doggy HUGE!! WOW!!

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Como e` bella ce` la luna brille e` strette strette como e` tutta bella a passeggiare Sotto il cielo di Roma

'The Road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone,Let others follow it who can!Let them a journey new begin,But I at last with weary feetWill turn towards the lighted inn, My evening-rest and sleep to meet.'