<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/Jqokx3p.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Heather Donald | "Highlights"<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Forest on outskirts of property<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept 6. - 11:30 pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kitty Pryde<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Heather walks with Kitty down the path talking about various subjects including the taste of Kitty's mouth. She even sings a bit more.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>These clothes (http://i.imgur.com/DF5IDNB.png) & These Boots (http://i.imgur.com/qFLC5ev.jpg)<br/><hr/>It was a simple task that required no effort for Heather, to live in the moment. She tried not to use it as an excuse to do whatever she wanted. But, often it was the driving force behind her countless mistakes in the past. And, this one would be included with the same excuse. It didn’t feel like a mistake. It felt beautiful, it felt like two young girls being intimate with each other, being excited, being alive. She didn’t have the ability to think about what she might have been doing to other people.<br/><br/>At this point, as she was running away from Heather towards the destination that she’d had in her mind from the start. There was a tiny cave on a rock face near the edge of the property. The mouth of the cave faced away from the school. She’d found it a few months ago, and she hadn’t taken anyone there yet. It had been a private place for a while, but Kitty seemed to be the perfect fit. Heather didn’t know why she’d never brought Rogue there. The two of them had clicked so well in their dorm, it never felt like they needed to go out and explore for special places to be alone.<br/><br/>The wind was still gone, how could she manage to think about something besides Kitty’s body, and her own.<br/><br/>Heather smiled as she waited for Kitty to catch up with her. She wrapped her arm around Kitty’s arm as they closed the distance together. She giggled at the notion of being a siren.<strong>"Oh you." </strong>Heather was seriously smitten. The idea of seducing her seemed odd. Heather had perfected the art so naturally, that nothing felt like suggestion anymore. In her mind, it was basically just a matter of time before this happened with Kitty.<strong>"I might be a bit of a monster, but I'm not gonna steal your soul, promise..."</strong>A few seconds passed,<strong>"are you afraid you might like me too much?"</strong>She seemed to be unnaturally excited at that prospect.<br/><br/><strong>“I’m pretty sure Siren’s were better singers than me.” </strong>She giggled a bit at the idea, and decided to provide another example.<strong>"As you'll see, when I sing the chorus, I sound like a traffic horn."</strong>She cleared her throat and straightened her back, this time dancing as she walked, shaking her hips and offered one of her hands to the sky for dramatic effect. Heather picked up the chorus of the song she’d been singing for Kitty to continue to display her inability to sing. As she started again, her grip on Kitty’s hand tightened.<strong>“I kissed a girl! And I liked iii-it!” - “The taste of her cherry chapstick!” </strong>She was a theatrical little bird, even though her voice was far from trained, she gave the song some justice. It was a bratty tune, and her timbre matched it pretty well.<strong>“I kissed a girl and I liked iii-it!” </strong>That line was fun to sing.<br/><br/><strong>“That’s a good song.”</strong>Heather checked behind them and giggled. Both of her hands were pinching Kitty’s right hand.<strong>“We’re so far from the school. I don’t know why I keep looking back.” </strong>She let some silence pass, rubbing at the other girl’s hand and wrist, stepping along with her, making eyes at her as they walked. She started to feel that slick softness take over her lower body. Her panties were starting to be a problem. As they continued moving along the path, Heather saw the rock up ahead with the cave on the other side.<strong>“There, that rock! That’s where we’re going.” - “We’re way close.”</strong><br/><br/>She didn’t bother breaking away from Kitty again, it was too nice to be attached to her.<strong>“You sort of taste like Apricots… and something else.”</strong>She could still taste Kitty in her mouth. She laughed,<strong>“well, apple cider of course.”</strong>Her laugh continued.<strong>“But Apricots, I think...and something else.”</strong>She repeated herself, a bit upset that she couldn’t place the taste she had lingering in her mouth.<strong> “I’ll figure it out.” </strong>Her voice was gentle and suggestive. Her lip was between her teeth, and her eyes were swimming in sexy thirst. Her mind was be busy with exciting images and the imagined sound of Kitty’s mewling sex moans. She was anxious.