REC: Silk Worm
Was sewing this morning, which reminded me of porn.
Naturally.
Cause my brain is completely porn soaked...
Anyway, this one was silly. Reminds me of shopping with Mom at Mary Jo's. Sort of. *snortle*
Silk Worm
EDIT: The above is the link to the fic in her journal. But it seems to be protected. So...
Silk Worm, archived at www.rugbytackling.com.
Naturally.
Cause my brain is completely porn soaked...
Anyway, this one was silly. Reminds me of shopping with Mom at Mary Jo's. Sort of. *snortle*
Silk Worm
EDIT: The above is the link to the fic in her journal. But it seems to be protected. So...
Silk Worm, archived at www.rugbytackling.com.
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It always puts a smile on my face. Until I start thinking about Viggo tied to a bed with red-orange silk. Yummy.
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If I witnessed scene taking place, I'd be throwing myself on the synthetic silk-esse garbage while yelling "Run before it blows!"
I buy most of my fabric on-line now.
Anyways, back to the thought of Viggo tied to a bed with red-orange silk. Yummy!
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Mary Jo's. I always think walking in there must be somthing like walking into a bazaar back in the middle ages. The amazing colors. The variety. More cotton prints than many chain stores have bolts all told. A bridal department to die for. Tapestry fabric for making luggage and covering furniture. And that's just the places I play. Mom buys fabric for all her work clothes (she makes the most beautiful tailored suits). Just so awesome! A real tourist attraction for a craftswoman. :)