<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247388.msg12264055#msg12264055">Quote from: Kokaine on 23-04-2016, 15:33:51</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Lina%20Posada/4e94bf96-b0bc-4897-99a7-f7de8fffe665_zps5d28bcbd.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/cc0db25f8d9b19312af262920aa006b5/tumblr_nebab5omqV1qg22hlo1_500.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier new;"><strong>Name:</strong> Monique Santos-Prince | Massimo Re<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong> Former Gold, Postgrad | Bronze Student<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 23 | 22<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> "Reformed" | Pansexual<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Not Sure Yet | Fairly Mellow but in good spirits<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Near the edges of the party<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> <strong>Open</strong></span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: palatino linotype;">Monique slid the chain to her car key over her head and let the warm metal nestle in the vee of fitted black vest she'd donned for tonight. The sound of her boots over the quad bricks was all but blotted out by the bone rattling music and her breath eased past glossed lips as she steeled herself against the initial wave of anxiety that always threatened to overwhelm her at things like this. For a few very poignant moments all she wanted to do was turn the hell around and go get back in her car. She was well aware that she could go <em>anywhere</em> else and wouldn't have to face  so many bodies pressed close together with the scent of beer and liquor forming a cloudy haze over them. However, Monique had determined long ago that she would not allow herself to runaway or to hide. She refused.<br/><br/>So there she was, feeling the intense thud of her own heartbeat hammering even louder than the music as she stepped into the quad. Her face was sober, her demeanor screaming something along the lines of "look but don't touch!... or I will fuck your <span class="bbc_u">life</span> up!", but her eyes scanned the mix and mash of gyrating bodies as if she was looking for something... <em>particular</em>.<br/><br/>"Hey gorgeous."<br/><br/>That purring rumble sounded along the shell of her ear and drew her to a stop. Irritation flashed briefly in her eyes but only because he'd startled the shit out of her. She should have seen the damn snake and his massive ego coming from a mile away but he'd always had the uncanny ability to sneak up on her. <br/><br/>"What d'yah want, Messi?" The Bajan blonde stiffened as Massimo moved around her. He was far too close but even he knew better than to cross certain lines after she'd damn near unmanned him his first year at Jamison. She heard him suck his teeth over the nickname she'd given him and resisted the urge to smirk as he stopped in front of her. <br/><br/>"You know, you're the only person who gets away with that," he pointed out, leading Mo to nod and actually smirk now. <br/><br/>"Anyway," he continued as if he hadn't seen it, "I just came over to see if you'd finally come to your senses and realized what a catch I am." He flashed her a bit of a grin and grabbed her waist, his motions all coming from in front of her so that while she might not have been able to dodge the unexpected move, she could in fact see it coming. "Thought I'd see if tonight was the night you'd finally give in to your secret feelings for me and let me show you what you've been missing." His gaze dropped down and he whistled, though it was lost to the music. "Especially if it involves you leaving those boots on!" <br/><br/>Mo blinked in surprise then laughed outright, some of the tension she'd been feeling leaking away just like that. "Yah want tah show me what now?! Boy yah crazy." There wasn't an ounce of sexual tension between them. After they'd been roommates his first year any shouldas, wouldas, or couldas had completely disappeared without being explored. Massimo could be a first class dick when he wanted to be but underneath that veneer was far more than his too pretty face showed. Which was why his hands had remained at her waist--half along the top of her pants and half spilling over onto her skin, true--yet, despite the way he'd grabbed her not a further liberty had been taken. She knew what he was up to and it made her stretch up to plant a kiss on his cheek when anyone else would have been shoved away. <br/><br/>"That easy to read huh?" He asked, grinning wider. <br/><br/>"Mmhmm."<br/><br/>"Ahh, okay then. Guess I'd better go before my rep is ruined." Massimo slid his arms around Monique for a full but brief hug then let her go, noting the way her features had gone all serious and intense again. Heaving a big sigh of mock disappointment the bronze male tucked his hands into the pockets of his trousers and shrugged, a teasing note filling his voice. "I shall save my game for someone who will appreciate it. Find me later if you want though, Gorgeous. I'll save a dance just for you." He offered with a wink, though he knew she wouldn't. At least not on purpose. <br/><br/>"Game? Yeah, okay, Messi." Monique chuckled and started to slip away from him, her eyes returning to their scan of the crowd as with before. Although now her heart wasn't trying to beat its way out of her rib-cage and her chest didn't feel so tight as it had before. Perhaps the night would go well enough after all.<br/></span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://www.mendaily.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/Mila-Kunis-Genlux-Magazine-Photoshoot-2009-01-8.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Name: </strong> Jaqueline Silver<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong> Gold Student<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 20 almost 21<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> "Reformed Lesbian" Complete lie.<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Tense <br/><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 8:00 PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Quad near the edges of the Party<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Momo, NPC "boyfriend", NPC "Momo's boyfriend" - <em><strong>open</strong></em></span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><br/>Charlie oh that boy was a smooth talker though he spoke trash the majority of the time whenever they ended up in some sort of function that required them to act straight. He was beautiful and had Silver been anything but a lesbian she would have easily hooked up with the gay man ages ago. Add to the fact he was also very gay it made their relationship work. The boy had that I'm straight look with just a slight of gay once you looked down at his shoes. <br/><br/>Currently, he was bitching at her about some freshman who had stepped on his Kenneth Coles only ten minutes early in his drunken state. Freshman, couldn't hold their liquor and Jackie was all sorts of amused as she heard him go on and on about the shoes. Though they were holding hands and Charlie was all animated about the incident, Jackie just "mmm" and "right" throughout the entire time, her soulful eyes occasionally taking a glance in the general direction of the blond she had been eying for the better part of the last half hour. She had seen her once or twice on campus driving an expensive car. <br/><br/>Silver was certain she was not part of the program she couldn't have missed that ass on the woman had she been. Gripping Charlie's hand hard as the woman's "partner" joined her. Jacqueline frowned and sighed, clearly she was straight. The level of trust that Jackie required in her partners was high. She desperately needed her secret underwraps at least til she came into her trust fund and could do as she pleased with her life. Biting her lip Charles raised his brow at Jackie and then looked in the general direction she was staring spotting the source of Jackie's attention. <br/><br/>The man gave an "oh." And proceeded to smirk as he leaned in whispered a secret in Jacqueline's ear. Momo's "partner" was a regular secret lay of Charles. At this news Jackie's eyes light up and she stood up tugging Charlie along with her towards the couple. Charlie didn't need telling twice as he greeted the other man with a handshake acting for all intent and purposes, "straight." Both men walked off saying something about a drink or the other. <br/><br/>As the two men caught up, Jacqueline held out her hand to Momo with a smirk leaning in so she could hear her over the music. The resident hot DJ one she had already slept with in the past was spinning a song that had the crowd going mental. <strong>"My boyfriend likes <em>your</em> boyfriend."</strong> Being a beard and having one was tough but Jackie made it work out as she pulled back to gaze at Momo's eyes, her eyes now traveled to the blond's full lips before she gave her a soft smile and a cock of her brow. <strong>"I'm Jacqueline Silver, pleasure to meet you."</strong><br/></span></span>