“So… have your nerves calm-ified a bit, baby? Or should good ol’ Dr Teeth prescribe you another dose of his tender love n’ care? ;}”
*giggle* “As nice as that sounds, I better get going. My 2 o'clock starts soon and I– I think I’m feeling lucky! Thanks to you~♡♡♡”
When the writers for Up Late With Miss Piggy have a Big Pitch Meeting with the network looming, Mari often finds herself slipping into the Electric Mayhem’s hangout spot in the studio to unwind a little during the lunch hour… cuddling with one’s laidback musician bf does wonders for stress!
as a challenge, I recently drew my muppet oc marisol in various styles~ really to fun to imagine how she might fit into these different worlds! ^^ which mari is yourfavorite??
its a saturday night, teeth takes her to an outdoor music festival, then rowlfs for drinks & karaoke, finishing with a walk around the city where they just enjoy each other’s company for hours, until they realize its been ages since the vendor food, so marisol suggests dennys :-)
“You say lesbian drama as if there is no such thing as heterosexual drama,” said Alessa in response to Sutton’s remark about Chloe the golfer. “But there is just as much drama between men and women as between two women. Our little argument about my smoking just moments ago might be considered ‘drama’ by some. Especially, if the Paparazzi or TMZ had filmed it. Remember all the stuff about Doutzen and Ari when she attacked that girl he was seeing on the side. Now, that was drama. And even though two women were involved, it wasn’t ‘lesbian drama’ was it? No. That term is just another way men try to establish dominance over women.”
Sutton looked at Alessa with a bemused expression. He said, “My wife. Not only one of the world’s most beautiful women, but also a philosopher.” Alessa picked up a pillow from the bed and hit him with it, then fell on top of him giggling. She said, “I’m sorry I was such a bitch earlier. I know you are just concerned about our child, and I over reacted. How can I make it up to you?”
“Well…” replied Sutton.
Alessa raised herself onto her knees, saying, “And don’t say by going back to Roissy.” Then she looked down and saw a bulge beneath the sheets below Sutton’s waist. “But I do have an idea.” Saying this, Alessa reached beneath the sheet and grasped Sutton’s already erect member and said, “I think we have time before Marisol brings Hampton back from the zoo.”
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About ten minutes later Alessa’s head was bobbing up and down, her mouth encircling Sutton’s upright member and her right hand stroking it. She continued pumping with her hand, but moved her mouth away long enough to say, “Come on baby. You can do it. Do it for mama.” Hearing this, Sutton suddenly cried out and discharged, splashing Alessa’s face and dark brown hair with semen. As he did so, Alessa heard the door to the apartment open and a voice call out, “Monsieur Sutton, Miss Alessa, we are home from the zoo.”
Alessa jumped up and said, “Shit! They’re home already. I’ll throw on a robe and go in to greet them. You get dressed.”
Sutton looked up as Alessa quickly threw on a short robe, grinned, and said, “Right, boss!”
Alessa walked hurriedly into the living room, still tying the belt around her robe. Hampton looked and her, said, “Mommy! Mommy!” and ran to her. Marisol said, “Oh Hampton, it looks like Mommy just got out of the tub and was putting creamy lotion on her face. Look! She even got some in her hair because she was in a hurry to see you.” Alessa started to blush but knew that Marisol had said this in all innocence, not realizing what the ‘creamy lotion’ in her hair really was.
As Alessa picked up her young son and held him close, Sutton also came into the room. He had pulled on jogging shorts and a tee shirt to cover himself. He tugged at a red balloon tied to Hampton’s wrist and said, “Why it looks like Miss Marisol bought you a balloon. How sweet of her.”
Marisol replied, “Oh, I didn’t get the balloon. A very nice, older man in a suit saw us standing by the fence around the monkeys; he came up and said, ‘Hampton! How nice to see you again!’ He must have seen me pull Hampton to my side because he went on to quickly say, ‘It’s okay. I met Hampton and his mother about a year or so ago, outside the Orsay Museum. He was a baby then, in a stroller. As adorable then as he is now. And I met his mother again when we were both on the same flight to New York last fall. And his father, Sutton, and I are both in the same club, although I am not sure we have been formally introduced there.’ Except he called it a society rather than a club. He seemed so nice and knew both of you, so I saw no harm. We chatted a bit and he bought Hampton the balloon. Was that okay?”
Sutton said, “Of course. An older man in the same club as I am? Did he say his name?”
Marisol thought a bit before saying, “He said his name was Monsieur Ralph, but I didn’t catch his last name.” She paused, then added, “he told Sutton that he expected his mother to bring him back to the zoo at the same time next week. He would be waiting. Then he laughed, but not like he had told a joke.”
Sutton replied, “I can’t place him, but no matter.” Then he turned to Alessa and said, “You know him, right Darling?”
Alessa felt her blood run cold. She replied, “Vaguely. An older man who likes to hang around with models. Marpessa’s friend mostly. I have met him a couple of times.” What Alessa didn’t tell Sutton was that Ralph was a member of the Roissy Society, in fact a senior member. He had come upon Alessa when she was strolling Sutton in the park by the Orsay Museum and Alessa was wearing the Roissy signet ring on the middle finger of her right hand, signifying she had been to Roissy and belonged to a member of the Society (where Sutton was a junior member). As such if she was out wearing the ring and unaccompanied by a member, she had to obey without question any member she encountered. Alessa both liked the design of the ring and found it fashionable, so she often wore it – even if Sutton was not with her. And she had encountered Ralph twice doing so. Both times he had forced Alessa to satisfy him. Although Alessa’s answer had been nonchalant, she thought to herself, “Oh Dear God! He must expect me to bring Hampton to the zoo next week, so he can have me again.”
Happy Valentine’s Day from the American Girls!!! First Picture: Samantha Parkington, Melody Ellison, and Rebecca Rubin Second Picture: Emily Bennett and Nanea Mitchell Third Picture: Re-Wigged Gwynn Tan and Corinne Tan Forth Picture: Ballari Patel (Re-Wigged TM #67) and Leeann Huverhouse (TM#23) Fifth Picture: Marisol Luna, Luciana Vega, and Kanani Akina
