<div class="spoiler_container" style="display: block;"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;">Caradoc's last post</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246019.msg12240283#msg12240283">Quote from: Caradoc on 14-04-2016, 13:11:43</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/Gabemask.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Gabe, #2447</span></span><br/><strong>Where: </strong> At the bar<br/><strong>When: </strong> Friday dusk, week 1<br/><strong>Who:</strong> Kitty<br/><strong>Status: </strong> Closed<br/><hr/><br/><br/>   Gabe nodded as Kitty started to explain where the theater room was, with the pillow pit she’d mentioned. Then his eyes nearly popped out of his head when she stood up and casually slid her robe off. Her body was everything the robe had hinted at. She was absolutely gorgeous. He briefly toyed with the idea of taking his off, too, but decided he wasn’t ready for that. <br/><br/>   He began walking with her. It was hard to just casually wander along next to a gorgeous naked woman, but he was trying. He could tell he had a lot to learn. He wondered if there was anyone in this theater, and felt a small thrill at the thought there might be. Maybe this place was rubbing off on him already. <br/><br/>   He took her hand as they walked but then almost tripped over nothing at all when she started asking him questions and giving examples. He was sure he was turning red again, and was getting annoyed at himself for doing that so much. “Well, uh... you know. Missionary, yes, I’ve done that. Tasted... if you mean what I think you do, I’ve done that, too.” He shrugged and managed something of a smile. “I’m not a virgin or anything, I just... want to do more.” Gabe followed her out into the hallway, making himself not actually run and drag her with him. He couldn’t believe where this was going and really wanted to get there before something happened or he woke up from this dream or whatever.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/BlueCatMask.jpg)<div class="spoiler_container" style="display: block;"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/e2/35/71/e23571b4625c72e202139485c46cf6a9.jpg)</div></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Kitty, Escort &amp; Guide (Staff)</span></span><br/><strong>Where: </strong>among the cushions<br/><strong>When: </strong>Friday evening, week 1<br/><strong>Who: </strong>Gabe<br/><strong>Status: </strong>Closed<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">Gabe's reaction to the removal of her robe had not gone unnoticed, but just like before whenever he was embarrassed she didn't judge necessary to point it out. Her goal was to make him comfortable, not to pile on top of whatever embarrassment or surprise that he might feel. She walked very casually, clearly used to be completely naked on the site. She had been a bit more self-conscious in the beginning, but after a few encounters where people could watch her, Kitty had figured that the big deal made about openly shared sexual activities outside the club simply didn't apply inside.<br/><br/>"I never thought you a virgin. I am just saying that "normal" is a relative term. Walking like this is normal for me while I am here, for example. It obviously isn't normal for you."  Kitty explained, still holding onto his hand. They crossed the hall and entered a rectangular room with a large square hollow in the middle filled with gray cushions of all shapes and sizes. Some of the cushions were as big as Kitty herself, and the hollow was filled with them until it made a soft, comfortable mound. So far, they were alone, but Kitty knew that could change in a heartbeat. Any room could turn into an orgy at any time, sometimes three or four couples  who never interacted together but the concept of sex in secluded, quiet corners without the possibility of being seen, watched, or joined in one fashion or the other was simply  very rare in the Carnival Club.<br/><br/>Kitty turned to face him as she released his hand. The big screen in front was playing some soft piano and violin duet over images of a real fireplace, fire crackling and all. Kitty's hand went to the belt of his robe. He could stop her at any time; she was a guide, not a dominatrix of some sort. "Is there something in particular that you would like to try tonight? If you think we might use toys I can go get some for us while you make yourself comfortable." The toys where a wide range of constantly sanitized equipment, from cuffs to rope, dildo and vibrators, and some that were a bit more exotic and kink-specific.</div>