<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Saturday, January 11th, 9:00 AM</strong></span><br/><em>The Cathedral, Tiggy's Room, Squee!</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/Vedaa_Arsenal_2.png)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Antigone Ellington (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15306250#msg15306250)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Turquoise bikini top and bottom, grey vest and knee length skirt, flex-steel combat boots<br/><strong>DOING:</strong><br/><strong>NOTE:</strong><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Barry/closed<br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=317107.msg15370067#msg15370067">Quote from: Gannameade on 16-04-2020, 04:11:04</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> "So I should be glad that you didn't see mounds or almond joy then?"  He teased, he smiled but he paused. <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Antigone could not help herself. He gave her such a juicy lead up. She stepped around him, pacing slow, but turning him to face her as she went. Facing him, his back to the door, she stepped forward, into him, her breasts, full and firm pressing into him, "Mounds?" She stepped again looking him in the eye. She raised a hand up to his shoulder. "I don't see it for you," tiptoeing, she invited a kiss, fading off, and dipping her head as he tried. "Almond Joy," she trailed an arm up his thigh, his waist, his gut, his ribs, and  up his back to meet her other hand behind his neck. Her eyes following the trailing hand until again she was looking him in the eye, again inviting the kiss, "too one dimensional." She would accept this time, if he was willing.