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[kickem]

Ray. Leave a message.

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tfln

[bluntobject]

[ You have reached Constable Benton Fraser's mobile telephone. Please leave your message. ]

[kickem]

i feel like words won't express my appreciation properly so at some point i'm just going to bring you pizza then go down on you for an hour. fair?

[bluntobject]

Oh yeah? It really depends, do I get a say in the toppings?

[kickem]

only if it involves pineapple

[bluntobject]

That's disgusting, it's a pizza not a fruit salad.

[kickem]

don't hear you usually complainin

[bluntobject]

My mind was on other things. You know the things.

[kickem]

the going down on you for an hour kinda things?

[bluntobject]

Can you blame me?

[kickem]

nope. kind of the point. but for most people that dont involve worrying about pizza toppings

[bluntobject]

Well today I'm multitasking. Concern about pizza toppings and orgasms. You'd better get used to it.
Don't get half pineapple either. The juice gets all over the whole thing I'll be able to taste it.

[kickem]

fine no pineapple. dont gotta be a dick about it

[bluntobject]

Well it is my treat. You wouldn't want me to be disappointed, would you, Stanley?

[kickem]

[There is no way Fraser would be calling him Stanley, okay. Even if he is pissy- which is unlikely if he's getting a bj out of this.]

whos this?

[bluntobject]

Don't spoil the mood. Tell me again what you're going to do with your mouth. An hour, you said.

[kickem]

if youve stolen his phone i stg i'll sock you one. pervert

[bluntobject]

Me the pervert? You really ought to be more careful, Kowalski, talking about this kind of thing where anyone could see.
Imagine if I wasn't a friend? Huey would have a field day with material like this.

[kickem]

yeh well personal phones are meant to stay personal. stop readin his texts vecchio

[bluntobject]

'Stop reading? Oh no, you're right, that's a fantastic idea, I should do that.
You two having phone sex or something? You dirty boy.'

[bluntobject]

Wow, Stanley. Just wow. You text your mother with that phone?

[kickem]

no but id text yours

[bluntobject]

Asshole.
Some of this is really filthy, Stanley. You fed smarties to his wolf? What's that supposed to mean. That's a euphemism, right?

[kickem]

uh no. dief wanted smarties

[bluntobject]

And you just gave up the sugar. You hound.
Now shut up a second, let me find the real dirty stuff.

[bluntobject]

Oh would you look at that? I knew you had it in you.