<div class="floatleft">(https://sphotos-a-ord.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/21470_361250290671111_1740525662_n.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Mélissa Auvray</strong>aka<strong>Mél</strong><br/><strong>Species/Element:</strong>Non Magic<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>same as picture, but bra matches the dress and no panties.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>August 1st:<strong>4:00pm</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Evans Day Spa: Mel's Private Office (http://www.commercialofficefurniture.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/Elegant-Small-Office-Ideas.jpg)<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open<br/>Email: Theo @ Stonehenge Antiquities (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=182263.0)<br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">music playing in background</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BjOmE53niTE</div></div><br/>After sending her last message Mel began putting on her nylon stockings, smoothing each one of her leg as she waited for his next message. Just as she ran her hands up her second leg she heard the chime from her computer, telling her that she had a waiting message. She sat up in her chair and turned her attention to her computer. It was another message from Theo, that alone brought a smile to her face, waiting or this evening was driving her absolutely insane, and they had two more hours to go.<br/><br/>As Mel read through Theo's message she lightly bit her bottom lip, his comment about being good with more that just his hands sending a chill down her spine, she wouldn't dare question his capabilities, she'd seen enough of what he was made of to be quite certain he was good at everything he did. As he spoke of the masseur she couldn't help but blush a bit. He was speaking about her. She knew he was speaking of her, and he had to know that she was aware of that. He had a good head on his shoulders, so she didn't really expect much to get past him.<br/><br/>His complement towards her accent caused her to nod. He did enjoy hearing her speak, and teaching him French she could speak more often in her native tongue, allowing her accent to be quite a bit more apparent. Her blush still quite obvious she began laughing lightly at his comment of counting the hugs and kisses she owed him, and the high interest rate only brought a larger smile to her face. Theo seemed to be rather shy with her when they were in his shop, at least compared to now but she had a feeling these emails would get him feeling a bit more confident and... Ballsy. That of course didn't bother her, she wasn't exactly looking to play the field, she was into him, and she was planning to stick it out as long as possible.<br/><br/>Pressing the 'reply' button she quickly began scraping her fingers across the keys.<br/><br/><em>"<acronym title="My dearest.">Charissimi</acronym> Theo,<br/><br/>You are highly successful in getting me more interested in our date, and I had honestly thought I could be more enthused.<br/><br/>I'm very much looking forward to dinner, and seeing where things go from there, of course no matter what happens tonight I will still see you for your massage yes? I certainly hope so. If you'd like I could speak to the woman you wish to do your massage, but truth be told I'm sure if you were just straight forward with her, told her what you wanted, she'd be more than happy to set you up with something quite nice.<br/><br/>Thank you, and I would of course love to teach you French, it will be fun for sure, and an interesting experience. I've never taught anyone French before, not to mention how pleasant it will be to converse with someone besides my parents in French.<br/><br/>I'm glad that someone is keeping track of that, I would hate to have to owe you something down the line. I do prefer to keep my credit clear. Though I admit I've no issue with the interest. I may even add a few tips myself.<br/><br/><acronym title="Your Desire.">Cupiebas</acronym>,<br/>- Mel"</em><br/><br/>Once she finished typing she pressed 'send' and pulled a brush from one of her drawers and ran it through her hair.