<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=29334.msg1609032#msg1609032">Quote from: Aysleen on 10-02-2009, 05:29:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">As soon as Vivienne had left the Inspector to his meal she had scurried upstairs and packed her trunk.  Even with all her possessions the trunks weight was mainly in its own creation of wood, leather, and brass.  The few elaborate outfits she'd created for dancing, a couple skirts and blouses to wear as she was now, for doing chores, and going to market, sleeping shirts, and one very fine dress she wore to dinner with the occasional gentleman, and that comprised the bulk of her worldly goods.  A photo of her parents, and grandmere, a book or two, and that was that.<br/><br/>The knock at the door came just as she was straightening the room, and placing the note she'd written to her Aunt Mary, thanking her for taking her in, but letting her know it was time Vivienne moved on.  No mention of the airship was made.  What Aunt Mary didn't know was to Vivienne's benefit.<br/><br/><strong>"Oui! Monsieur Gale! I hope your meal was satisfying?  Please, come in, and have a seat."</strong><br/><br/>Vivienne motioned the man toward the end of the bed, and smiled.<br/><strong><br/>"You have been the bearer of wonderful news, and I feel it only fair that I repay you.  I've only a few quid to my name, and will<br/>need those to get me to where I am going, but I should like to thank you...personally."<br/></strong><br/>That the Inspector had come upstairs told Vivienne that he was open to her special means of thanking him, and without further ado she moved to kneel between his legs, his pants opened, and pulled down around his ankles in less than a blink of his eyes.  Her hands softly stroked his thighs, and bent her head to take his manhood into her mouth.  Having performed this act many times in the past several years, Vivienne was very adept, and soon would have the man full to bursting from her attentions.<br/><br/>Her lips, her tongue, her teeth, all worked to create a pleasure deep inside the man's groin, that unless he was a regular fop, he would be finding his release in no time at all.  But Vivienne didn't rush.  She took her time letting the man's length slide down her throat, to be pulled out slowly as her tongue swabbed all over the growing stalk.  Her moans of delight as he seemed to enjoy what she was doing, spurred her own with even more fervor.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The investigator was too surprised to stop her. She moved so graceful and with such determination, how could he say no. What man could say no. Soon enough his pants were down at his ankles and he was having such a rush of arousal that his head felt like it was spinning. He had not even had a woman do this to him since before he was married. He felt the need to release but fought hard against it. He wanted to enjoy every moment of this and what ever might come after it.<br/><br/>If this were the kind of antics one could expect on the Last Laugh than the investigator promised to make it to a show someday. Though the thought soon left him as all his brain seemed to be able to handle was pleasure at the moment.