<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f0/SamanthaJessop.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>:  Samantha Jessop (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10562254#msg10562254)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Marcus, Open.<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Bar.<br/><strong>When: </strong>August 3rd, just before midnight.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">This.</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://imageshack.com/a/img537/6412/4Tgsxj.jpg)  (http://imageshack.com/a/img537/5581/Ltk39c.jpg) (http://imageshack.com/a/img913/8201/WtaLCz.jpg)</div></div>And only "this".<br/><hr/>Samantha returned Marcus' kiss, enjoying the feeling of being touched as he pulled her close to him.<strong>"Well...let's dance, Samantha. Show me what you can do to me..."</strong><br/><br/>She put her arms around him and smiled.  Their bodies were close, touching at several points no matter how the music moved them.  The redhead gracefully twisted and turned with the rhythm, the light fabric of her dress gave tempting hints of what was under it and more importantly, what<strong>wasn't</strong>.  She ran her hands along his arms as the muscles moved.  Marcus was nicely built, in good shape but not bulky; she didn't like over-muscled men, that wasn't attractive at all.  Samantha danced around her partner, making sure to touch her hip to his, trailing her hands across his shoulders and back, his firm ass.<em>Damn nice. </em><br/><br/>Once she was facing him again Samantha looked up into his eyes and then pulled him in to another, longer kiss.  When she stepped back she smiled and asked: "Is there anything in particular you'd like me to do to you, Marcus?"