[ Due to his time being occupied by his show, of course Aspen can't deliver the present himself, but he was able to wrap it himself, at least. It's a medium-sized box, and when shaken, there seems to be a multitude of things inside - it's wrapped with silver paper, surprisingly understated considering who its recipient is.
Inside, there's a water gun. It's filled, water sloshing around inside - and the instructions are taped to the water vessel (just in case Sin doesn't know how to use one. Gods know Aspen didn't.) Ah, but that's not all.
Underneath the water gun, there's a racy red lingerie. It's not even trying to be classy; from its cashmere and lace, soft sheer gauze that drapes to mid-thigh, tight lacy underwear and thigh highs, there's nothing but overt sexuality oozing from it. It's not Sinbad's size. It's Aspen's. There's also black silk rope.
From one of the straps hangs the tag, and it reads - Merry Solstice! You're a very hard man to shop for, Sinbad... so, instead, let's have a wager. I have one of these guns, too. If you get me wet before I get you wet when I get there... I'll wear this little thing that I sent you. You can even tie me up if you want to really have your way with me. But... if I win, you have to wear what I picked out. I wonder what it is?
There's also a pack of no-bake cookies - peanut butter balls rolled in white powdered sugar to make it look like snow, chocolate-hazelnut truffles, and dipped pretzels studded with peppermint candy. They're not the neatest... Aspen clearly had some trouble making them, but they're quite tasty. They should hold the suspense for their inevitable "battle" for a while. ]
gift; (dec 21st)
Inside, there's a water gun. It's filled, water sloshing around inside - and the instructions are taped to the water vessel (just in case Sin doesn't know how to use one. Gods know Aspen didn't.) Ah, but that's not all.
Underneath the water gun, there's a racy red lingerie. It's not even trying to be classy; from its cashmere and lace, soft sheer gauze that drapes to mid-thigh, tight lacy underwear and thigh highs, there's nothing but overt sexuality oozing from it. It's not Sinbad's size. It's Aspen's. There's also black silk rope.
From one of the straps hangs the tag, and it reads - Merry Solstice! You're a very hard man to shop for, Sinbad... so, instead, let's have a wager. I have one of these guns, too. If you get me wet before I get you wet when I get there... I'll wear this little thing that I sent you. You can even tie me up if you want to really have your way with me. But... if I win, you have to wear what I picked out. I wonder what it is?
There's also a pack of no-bake cookies - peanut butter balls rolled in white powdered sugar to make it look like snow, chocolate-hazelnut truffles, and dipped pretzels studded with peppermint candy. They're not the neatest... Aspen clearly had some trouble making them, but they're quite tasty. They should hold the suspense for their inevitable "battle" for a while. ]