<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sS5GEw7P6vE/TrTQiEbP-NI/AAAAAAAAA1M/ZM-3VxdEvnA/s1600/Alex+Pettyfer+00.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name: </strong>Thomas Medfield<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Gathering Room<br/><strong>Tag: </strong>Elizabeth Johnson<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The young man felt tingles run through his body as she teased him with her hand, of course he had given her permission to just do that. "I won't get bored of course.. not at the rate you are going right now." He said to her. "I'm sure it'll be worth the hard work to get those... point you speak of." He very much enjoyed playing the game that he was offering him right now, he was already having a blast here and not an hour has passed, this might just turn out to be the best time of his life.<br/><br/>"Oh? Afraid of a little adventure... you don't look like the type that would be scared if others are watching." Thomas didn't look like he care about the others in the slightest, though he didn't press on, of course she was correct... they had more time to explore thing together, all the time in the world.<br/><br/>His eyes widened when she said lust. "Well... given that you are here. I could definitely imagine lust being on the top of your list. I just really how I can..." He gave her neck a peck before drawing back. "... sate that desire in you.... later of course. You're however, not making it easy on my self control. You say to hold back, but everything you are doing seem to want to to go ahead."