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[kickem]

Ray. Leave a message.

[Texts, calls (for 90s canon and modern day) and pictures and videos (for modern day)]

Comments

[bluntobject]

Hey he's technically still my Mountie, this is just a formality.
Of course I never fucked him, so.
I really out to find out what I've been missing, what do you say?

[kickem]

you tuch him and i'll break your fingers

[bluntobject]

Aww, what's wrong Stanley? You feeling insecure? Afraid if he gets a taste of the real thing he might change his mind about Ray Mark 2?

[kickem]

nah just afraid you might traumtize him if you start takin your clothes off

[bluntobject]

Ouch. Your ex-wife seems to like it.

[kickem]

come say that to my face you asshole

[bluntobject]

You want me to do what in your face? You're not sexting Fraser right now, remember?

[kickem]

where you at? i'll show you what i wanna do wit your face

[bluntobject]

Break room, hot stuff. But I don't put out that easy, you're going to have to buy me dinner first.

[ He's not in the break room, though, he's not crazy. ]

[kickem]

[You can bet Stanley is charging off to the break room.]

your a liar and a coward vecchio

[bluntobject]

And proud.
Wow, this stuff he wrote about the back seat of your car is good. I can't believe you let him do that on your leather upholstery.

[kickem]

scumbag
and hey you get good quality leather and you can wipe anything out of it. not like yer shitty riv

[bluntobject]

Oh yeah, baby, tell me more about your leather fetish. So hot.

[kickem]

you rly are a pervert. stella not givin out enough huh? you gotta have the right touch wit a woman like that

[bluntobject]

Yeah, you do have to have the right touch. Kinks, too. Stella--not so much into the leather thing, no wonder the two of you didn't get on.
Suits and ties though. She's hot like that. Sometimes she even keeps the skirt on.

[kickem]

youre dead. actually dead. i will rip your throat out motherfucker

[bluntobject]

You're so fucking easy, Stanley. I hadn't even mentioned multiple orgasms yet.
Besides you've moved on. What's up? Not enough Mountie for you to handle?

[kickem]

[Grumblegrumblesulk.]

show her some respect! i mighta moved on but i stil dont need some scumbag talking dirty about her

[bluntobject]

Some scumbag fiancee.

[ That's right Ray, inform him by text message. ]

[kickem]

wat?

[bluntobject]

You know you should've been there. We went on one of those lake cruises, big old moon shining on the water, dinner and dancing. The waiter brought her the ring on a tray, there was a string quartet.
We're engaged.

[kickem]

[Give him a few minutes.]

whers frasr/

[bluntobject]

He jumped out this guy's window. He'll have him back in five minutes I'll give him the phone.

[kickem]

ok
ty

[Just going to go cry in a corner until then.]

[dogsled]

Ray? Ray told me to text you. Is something the matter?