Fru Fru Pants and I “regularly” workout (today I burned 38 calories) in the gym of a very important agency in which the staff do very important things (that was for you CounterCat:).
In this agency, the men clearly outnumber the women. So, when we (Fru Fru Pants and I) are in the dressing room we are almost always alone.
One afternoon we were changing into our workout gear when I turned around to see Fru Fru Pants’ backside. She was naked, with the exception of her frilly fullbacks and a saucy pair of heels.
At first glance, she looked like she might be in the entertainment industry. I started laughing and told her all she needed now was a pole and pasties (a must have in this town). She turned around and I was quickly reminded she already had pasties.
You see, a few weeks prior she had surgery and was still wearing bandaids (aka, surgical pasties). “I was wrong,” I told her. “Looks like you only need the pole. Now on stage: Fru Fru Pants.”
bahahahahahhaaha!!!