Roleplay Group : The Death Club
Boobs Inga….Boobs!
What a pair.
Writer : CharlotteCarrendar
-Sitting in Sven’s office, Dai was busy tapping away at his lap top, grinning mischievously, as he was going through the numerous applications for a date with the blonde bombshell, Inga Snoggleblom. Across the other side of the desk, Sven was fielding calls from merchandising companies, to have promote their products, since the success of the Oil of Ole’s commercials, and the Hello Kitty ambassador role for Europe. With his chair swivelled away from Dai, he was looking out his office window, tapping a pencil on his knee and nodding, as he spoke to a representative from Nike.
“Oh yes, she loves to run. Does it every morning. I can’t see why we can’t organise a shoot, say..next Wednesday. Bout five am start? Yah. Okay good. I get her ready for you.”
Hanging up from the call, he twirled around to see Dai beaming. Tossing the pencil onto the desk, Sven gazed at his lover adoringly. The two men were very much in love, and their upcoming union, was to be the highlight of the year. So much planning and preparation to be done, but of course, Dai was hell bent on finding Inga the perfect woman. Sven was not altogether sure that Inga would take to dating women so easily. She always seemed to prefer men, but after Kraus, and then Le Cock, now she was looking for a change. Placing his elbows on the desk, his upturned fists under his chin, he smiled warmly at Dai, who was tapping away at the lappy like a fiend.
“You having any luck, love?” -Sven asked, with a slight purr in his voice.
“Does Inga like…water sports?” This was just one of the items on a particular woman’s application, and Sven tipped his head to the right, and then decided to joke around with it.
“Does she like to get wet?….Sure, I am pretty sure she does.”
Dai frowned and picked up a nearby desk plushie and tossed it at him, striking him on the nose.
“No…be serious. I am looking for things they have in common. It helps with conversation…compatibility.”
“I really think that chatting is the last thing on either woman’s mind..no? They be..eating each other out. No time for talking.”
Dai shook his head and went back to tapping on his laptop key pad, as Sven picked up the plushie and held it to his cheek.
“You can’t stay mad at meeeee. I am too cute. *he made fish lips and winked, while the sound of clacking keys continued unabated. Sven brought the plushie down onto the desk top and started to dance him around, holding him with his pinkies and index fingers, singing “I need a lover that won’t drive me crazy.” Dai stopped typing and then you could hear him hum to himself. Biting his bottom lip, he appeared to be thinking very hard about a possible candidate.
“Inga…she loves to talk about…her boobs, yes?”
“Naturally…they are her biggest asset. She is very proud of them. I mean, you seen all the posters and pictures at home, showing them off. Inga..loves Boobs. No doubt. Why, you ask?”
Dai then smiled broadly, as he turned the lap top around to show who he thought would be the perfect woman, for their Inga. In a stunning bikini that barely covered her mammoth breasts, was none other than German body builder, Helga Reidstien. With a glistening body, and doing a perfect body builder’s pose, she was showing off her assets, to full affect.
“Ahahahahaahhahaha!” Sven pushed himself back in his chair, and roared with laughter.
Dai turned the lap top back around and scratched his head.
“What is so funny? She is beautiful. And, she likes many things the same as Inga. I think they will hit it off. Imagine the publicity.” Dai actually had a point there. With these two women on the red carpets of Prague’s A list set, they were bound to get the paparazzi into a frenzy.
“Imagine the sex….like..eww No…let’s not imagine that. I think I need to scrub my brain with bleach.”
Dai huffed and then waited for the final answer. He was poised to click accept, but wanted Sven to give the okay. Sven toyed with the plushie in his hands some more and then shrugged his shoulders and poked out his tongue.
“One date can’t hurt. Besides, they don’t call them, blind dates for nothing. We just tell Inga..what she needs to know, and let the Goddess of Love and honey do the rest.”
That was enough for Dai, who raised his finger on high and brought it down, clicking accept. Inga was about to have the date of her life. Dai then sent an email off to Helga, with a sweet red love heart and set for the date to be at 6.00pm, on Friday night. Reservations would be made at a top billing restaurant, and Dai had thoughts of making himself and Sven scarce for when she got back with her date, in case things went…too well.
Closing his lap top, he happened to notice Sven, wiping the tears from his eyes.
“Are you crying?” Dai asked.
“No…this is the funniest thing I have ever been a part of. Even if she kills me later, I am going to want to capture the look on her face. Priceless.”
Question was, would the boys live to tell the tale? <3>
