<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=215801.msg10611236#msg10611236">Quote from: MissFire on 20-10-2014, 14:17:03</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(http://i57.tinypic.com/20gd0ck.jpg)</div><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1277.photobucket.com/albums/y492/SierraB312/2012-09-11_00037_zps9e31e418.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"> With <strong>General Lockewind</strong> and <strong>Harold Dean</strong><br/><br/>When the lady officer extended her hand to him he didn't know quite what to make of it until he got a better look of her, then it all came together. "From Cottswell, I see. Then you must be General Lockewind. I've heard rumors of your..." he paused that train long enough so that she felt his next words. "...legendary stamina. It's a pleasure."  And so he took hold her wrist in the way she presented, firm to grip he was, but he didn't just stop there. Peering down from the slits in his mask, his eyes carefully registered every detail of the woman's face. Sizing her up, he knew that everything he heard about her were indeed true. <br/><br/>Certainly the rumors of her exploits had reached outside her own borders, but they were just unsubstantiated tales, or so he had thought. Now she knew that he knew, such a thing might have been enough to conjure up feelings of embarrassment in most, arousal in others or some medium of the two in her situation. "Miss Lockewind" The masked man beamed with enthusiasm at her suggestion. He had a preposition of his own he wanted to run by her. <br/><br/>"If you wish, you can come to my tent and I'll show you everything."  His arm was still locked in with hers for what seemed like an awkward amount of time , he wanted to pull her body closer and let gravity handle the rest but he didn't need to. He put his intentions out there in the clearest terms possible. He was almost certain she would come back, if not to have her curiosities satisfied. <br/><br/>If he had his way, he'd have his way with her. That was the kind of man he was.  There was only one reason why he'd invite her to his tent and it wasn't to shake wrists.  <br/><br/>"Here." The man broke the hold to resume business with the gentleman who purchased one of his bottles.  "This one's on the house. " He tossed Lockewind a small bag containing a gram sized portion of the wonder plant inside. "You know how to use it?" </span>