<br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Saturday, January 11th - 5:30 AM</strong></span><br/><em>3rd Floor Hallway</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/90/a4/38/90a438ed5013946c9ecb18d0c4f3da80.jpg)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Marley Ann (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15283294#msg15283294)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Striped pajama dress (pictured), black underwear<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Mischief<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong>30 minutes before Tiggy arrives<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Eric | CLOSED<br/><hr/>Marley knocked on the closed door of Eric's bedroom. As she waited for him to respond, she undid the top four button snaps of her pajama dress. She folded the black collar down, exposing just the top of her bare, perky breasts.<em>Too much cleavage or not enough?</em>She twisted her bare feet on the old, wooden floor of the Cathedral. She had been awake for almost an hour. Something was bothering her, but she couldn't remember what it was.<br/><br/><em>Maybe she had dreamed it.</em>She hoped it hadn't been<em>another</em>, probable threat to the Cathedral. There were so many of them now, sometimes it was hard to keep them all in mind. She let out of puff of air, placing her hands on the soft fabric surrounding her hips.<em>Why did she have such a hard time remembering things from her past?</em>Marley wondered if all of her physical injuries had left lasting brain damage; if her power's couldn't heal her as completely as she thought.<em>What did she remember?</em>The past five years she had spent at the Cathedral were perfectly clear.<br/><br/>Eric had started their hookups years ago, when it was just the four founders. Honestly, it was nice to be wanted, and Eric was just as passionate and giving in bed as he was anywhere else. She knew he wanted more; he wanted an actual relationship with her. Sometimes this disagreement caused them to break apart, for a while, but they always got back together again.<em>The sex was too hard to stop.</em>Especially during the events of the Eclipse, when the house had been very quiet and very lonely. The only problem was that Marley slept in a hammock. Though it was very comfortable, and much higher off of the old, wooden floors, it was<em>much</em>easier to have sex in a bed. Especially Eric's bed. It was<em>always</em>dark and cool in his room, regardless of the heat outside, due to his powers.<br/><br/>She knocked on his closed bedroom door a second time. Marley tilted her head to the side, and bit her bottom lip, trying to look<em>hot</em>.