Finding a Good Man
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				Title: <strong>Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:52:37</strong>
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				Tabitha Kattalakis sighed in boredom as she flopped down on one of the twin beds in the motel room her and her cousin had rented for the duration of their stay in New Orleans. Her head was laying off the edge of the bed, so that her short blond hair looked like it was standing on end. <br><br>"So what do we want to do, Max? I'm kinda hungry, so I was thinking that we should maybe get some food." She said looking at her cousin, Max, who had similar looks to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:01:05</strong>
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				Max looked over at her cousin with dark blue eyes. "Food sounds like a good idea." The taller than average woman stood up from where she'd been sitting on the floor watching TV. Wearing a black t-shirt that said 'Bark or Bite, I still kick ass' and blue jeans over black biker boots, she looked over at the dragon in human form on the other bed. "Shall we hit Sanctuary or some other place?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:06:38</strong>
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				Kevin enjoyed driving at night, especially in a city.&nbsp; It felt like coming home.&nbsp; It wasn't home, of course.&nbsp; Home was... well, really he had no idea how to put the direction in human terms.&nbsp; The usual up/down, north/south, east/west didn't really help in a twenty-six spatial dimensional multiverse.&nbsp; Several universes thataway, where "thataway" described a direction that would make your brain hurt if you tried to visualize it.<br><br>But dimensional travelling wasn't really on his mind tonight.&nbsp; Tonight his shift at King Klown Pizza was almost over.&nbsp; Then he could deliver this underpowered, cheap-shit Honda delivery car back to the store and drive his "rented" Harley back to his apartment, taking in the sights and smells of the city as he did. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:09:30</strong>
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				Tabitha shrugged. As much as she liked the cajun food the bears were famous for at Sanctuary, she wasn't in the mood. She rolled to her stomach, her own t-shirt sporting a similar smart ass saying of "If you can't stand the flame, stay out of the cave." twisting around as she moved. "I haven't had pizza in a while. Would you be up for something with meat on it from someplace close by?"<br><br>Seeing as Tabitha had spent the last few years in the middle ages, her statement was true. It was the only thing that sucked about the time period. Unfortunately, it was the safest time for her to live in for the most part.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:26:26</strong>
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				Kevin pulled into the parking lot and checked his appearence in the mirror.&nbsp; He generally kept the windows down when he drove, enjoying the feel of the wind, the feel of <em>motion</em>.&nbsp; However, it tended to muss the hell out of longish, black hair, which was less than manageable on the best of days.&nbsp; He got out and looked at his watch, which was a cheap windup thing he'd found in the ruins of LA.&nbsp; Or at least <em>an</em> LA.<br><br><em>Cool,</em> he thought with a smile.&nbsp; <em>As long as nobody orders pizza in the next twenty fucking minutes, I'm home free...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 14:41:57</strong>
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				Max looked over at her cousin like she was a little on the stupid side. "I'm as much a meat eater as you. It's the central part of my diet. Pizza sounds good. Dig out the phone book and order something. I'll pay. Make sure there's enough for both of us. A couple of x-larges or something like that should do fine. Then we just have to hope for something good on TV and the night will be complete."<br><br>Max walked into the bathroom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 15:46:51</strong>
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				Tabitha crawled over to the nightstand and pulled out the phone book. She opened the book and looked for pizza places. "Does Krazy Klown Pizza sound good to you?" She called out. "And do places make anything larger than an extra large yet? Cause if not we're gonna need more than two. You know that I'm used to having a couple of roasted cows every couple of days."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 16:47:52</strong>
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				"Sadly no on the pizza size" Max called from the bathroom. "And I said 'or something' meaning I'll eat an extra large by myself. If you need more, order more. As for where to get it from, I'm not picky as long as it isn't Little Caesars. Their pizza is like cardboard when it's fresh."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 18:44:38</strong>
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				Kevin heard the manager talking on the phone to the customer saying something about no to larger than extra-large.<br><br>"Hey, Steve," he called snarkily.&nbsp; "You could always tell 'em about the Quad Layer Triple Crust Ultra Atomic Meat Explosion Pizza.&nbsp; It's still technically on the menu.&nbsp; Even though it, you know, killed a guy."<br><br>It'd been before Kevin's time here, but he'd heard the story.&nbsp; The massive pizza, which was about three times the mass of a fully loaded extra-large, was layered with every meat that came on a pizza to a depth of three extra crusts which were inter-spaced.&nbsp; The final product weighed somewhere in the neighborhood of seven full pounds.&nbsp; Apparently, on a bet, one man attempted to eat one and died of a coronary halfway through it.&nbsp; The super-pizza had been Steve's idea and the rest of the crew still gave him shit about it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 01:22:21</strong>
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				Tabitha called Krazy Klown Pizza, since it was rather close. She'd decided to go out on a limb and see if she could get something larger than an extra large, and was disappointed until she heard a voice in the background.<br><br>"What was that the guy in the background said about a meat explosion pizza?" She asked her eagerness coming through to the other end. "That sounds really good. How much for two?" She called out to Max. "Hey they have something called an atomic meat explosion pizza at this place, Max. Think you could eat one? I'm gonna order two of them. Some guy apparently died while eating one of them." She didn't wait for Max's response as she turned back to the phone. "Yeah, we'll have two of them." She gave the guy the address and nodded as he gave her the total.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 01:41:06</strong>
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				"You can bet I'll try" Max said as she returned to the main room. She wanted to see this meat explosion pizza as she'd never heard of it. If it had killed a guy, than it must be good as things than could be dangerous or inebriating to a human would barely faze a Were-hunter like Max and her cousin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:29:13</strong>
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				The night flew by as Kevin seethed in the car.&nbsp; It was his own fault, which made it even worse.&nbsp; Taunt somebody and Reality would tend to taunt you right back.&nbsp; So, of course whatever fat bastard who was looking for a pig-out orgy would call for not one but two of those fucking Quads.&nbsp; And of course Steve, grinning, would send Kevin to deliver the things since technically he was on the clock when the order came in.<br><br>So there he was, in his car with a broken radio whipping around curves to deliver the edible heart attacks-in-waiting to whatever slob had demanded them.&nbsp; He scratched his stomach through his Cthulhu T-shirt.&nbsp; The caption read "Cthulhu Tequila: This Time the Worm Eats YOU!" beside a picture of a tequila bottle that showed a disturbingly realistic image of an Elder Thing climbing its way out of said bottle.&nbsp; The Thing was real and rendered from a photo Kevin had taken of the one he'd helped drive off.<br><br>Kevin pulled the car into a parking space, grunted as he removed the huge oven boxes and stumped his way to the motel room the customer claimed to be staying in.&nbsp; He knocked on the door loudly and called out "Krazy Klown Pizza here with your order!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:39:49</strong>
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				Tabitha grinned as she heard the delivery guy announce his presence. She bounced off the bed all but drooling at the smell of all that meat and cheese coming through the door. "Coming." She called grabbing the money from the dresser as she made her way to the door.<br><br>She opened the door, still smiling as she eyed first the pizzas and then the driver holding them. Her eyes lit up. "Wow, those are huge. Here set them on the dresser." She stepped back so the delivery guy could set the massive pizzas down. "Hey, Max, these things just might last until breakfast." She said with a grin. "So how much was it?" she asked the driver.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 03:11:25</strong>
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				Max walked over to the table, her eyes on the big, yummy smelling pizzas. "So how much do I owe you?" she asked her eyes still on the pizza as she reached for the wallet in her back left pocket.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 04:27:43</strong>
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				"Thirty-eight sixty-five," Kevin replied, bringing the heavy boxes into the motel and setting them down with relief.<br><br>He took a moment to glance around the room, noting especially the two cute blond girls.&nbsp; "Nice shirts," he commented as he flicked his cool blue eyes around the room for a second.&nbsp; It appeared to be just the two of them.&nbsp; No one even seemed to be in the bathroom even.<br><br>"Just the two of you?" he asked as he waited for the money.&nbsp; "I guess you girls like a lot o' meat, huh?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 04:41:46</strong>
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				Tabitha pulled a twenty from her wallet and handed it over. She gave a shrug. "We don't eat that often. And yeah, it's jsut the two of us." She gave Kevin a once over. "Your shirt's not bad either." She looked over at Max. <em> He's kinda cute. Ain't he?</em> "Does it really surprise you that someone would want to eat one of these things?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 04:44:58</strong>
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				Max handed over another twenty with a grin. "Meat is man's best friend." <em>He is</em> Max agreed with her cousin as she gave the delivery guy a once over.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 05:30:04</strong>
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				Kevin took the twenties and dug out their change from the pocket of jeans that fit his lean, muscular body tighter than usual.&nbsp; He considered asking about a tip but decided against it.&nbsp; There was a weird vibe in the room that seemed to be leading to some interesting possibilities.<br><br>"Well, beats diamonds and dogs, I guess 'cause you can eat it and it won't hump your leg," he told the taller blond hom he dubbed 'Bite Girl.'&nbsp; "So what's worse, your bark or your bite?"<br><br>"And yeah, we had some folks to eat 'em, or least try," he answered 'Flame Girl.'&nbsp; "Figure some of them are like me.&nbsp; I'll willing to try anything at least once."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 05:36:30</strong>
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				"Keep the change" Max said. "Don't particularly care about diamonds. Dogs are pretty cool, you just have to show them who's boss. As to the which is worse between my bark and bite. That depends on the day. Most who think they can take me on find out my bite is pretty bad. But my cousin here, who's been on the other side of me in a debate, will say my tongue is quite wicked."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 05:41:14</strong>
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				"Yeah, keep the change." Tabitha said, giving the pizza an eager look. "Well, we're going to succeed in eating these things. And I'd say her bite is worse, but then she does have a wicked tongue too." She turned her gaze back to the delivery guy.<br><br><em>Think we should invite him to stay? I'm thinking he might want to.</em> Tabitha didn't want to seem rude, but her hunger had won out forcing her to start digging into the pizza. "We probably shouldn't keep you from your job, so we should probably let you get going. But I wouldn't say no if you wanted to stop back when you're done." She took a bite of the pizza as she looked to get Max's input.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 05:46:36</strong>
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				Max joined her cousin in digging into the pizza. She took a bite of pizza and groaned at the wonderful taste. "What she said" Max added through her full mouth to the delivery man. He looked as good as the pizza at the moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 06:17:54</strong>
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				"I'd love to see that tongue in action," he said to Bite-girl in a teasing voice.<br><br>"And as it happens, this was my last run of the night and I am a free man as of now," he replied to Flame-girl, pocketing the change.&nbsp; A dollar thirty-five was pretty pissant as tips went, but there seemed to be the strong possibility of some serious fun to be had here.&nbsp; Maybe these girls were hungry for more than pizza.<br><br>"I'm Kevin, by-the-by, and you two are?" he asked them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 06:53:49</strong>
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				Tabitha stuck her hand out. "Pleasure to meet you Kevin. I'm Tabitha and this is Max. We're cousins a few times removed, or something like that." She gave a shrug. "Anyway grab a slice and cop a squat. Tell us a bit about yourself." She moved to sit at the head of one of the beds, watching Kevin intently.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 07:03:18</strong>
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				Max nodded to Kevin before grabbing another slice of pizza and sitting at the foot of the bed occupied by Tabitha. She was more than willing to get to know this guy before she had her wicked way with him. They would luck and get the delivery guy that just got off work. Her dark blues watched the man she hoped to rid of that rather unattractive uniform.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 07:23:43</strong>
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				"I'll trust you ladies won't mind if I shed my skin a little," he suggested, removing the ugly vest with the balloons and clown faces that marked him as a wage-slave of King Klown.&nbsp; Grabbing a "slice" of the eight-inch deep Quad Pizza would only create a "meat explosion" on their floor, but Kevin was about to pull off a portion of the top layer with relative ease.<br><br>"Don't mind if I do, Tabitha," he responded, squatting unself-consciously on the floor.&nbsp; "I'm mostly just seeing the country and passing time.&nbsp; You know, going from place to place, looking around and moving on a little later.&nbsp; I came through here for Mardi Gras and stayed a little.&nbsp; This job suits me for a bit.&nbsp; I get to run around the city, meet interesting people and try to give them plenty of customer satisfaction."<br><br>He said the last with another teasing grin, noting the looks the two seemed to be tossing his way.&nbsp; He was also both proud and sad at his semi-evasion of their question, but really there was no other way of handling the matter.&nbsp; How could you tell a couple of cute college girls about the Ice-cliffs of Aldeberaan or the smoking clouds over Gralnagathion?&nbsp; There would be no way, and he knew it.&nbsp; <br><br>"What about you two?&nbsp; You seem like a bit of dragon fan," he said, indicating Tabitha's shirt.&nbsp; "Unless your cave is hot for another reason."<br><br>In truth, Kevin felt a bit like a dragon himself.&nbsp; He'd accumulated this huge treasure-trove of stories and had to horde them away from others.&nbsp; No wonder dragons were grumpy.&nbsp; They couldn't know the joy of sharing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 07:30:51</strong>
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				Tabitha smiled at his response. "Traveling's always a good hobby, of sorts, to have. Me and Max do a lot of traveling too. Mostly between the United States and Great Britain, but we've visited a fair portion of the world. The only really big place we haven't seen in Antarctica, I believe. And yes, I like dragons. Although it's more of a warning to others than anything."<br><br><em>Gods, he's cute, Max. I wonder if he could survive the two of us.</em> As she thought that, her smile turned to a grin. One that was unnerving to most, and down right scary to those that knew Tabitha.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 07:39:29</strong>
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				"There might be some tiny no-name countries in there too but pretty much Antarctica is the only place we haven't been. It might be fun to see the penguins and stuff." She noted her cousin's evil grin and wondered if she should tell Kevin to run or help her cousin detain the man.<br><br><em>Can't wait to find out</em> Max thought to her cousin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 07:50:36</strong>
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				Kevin could sense something passing between the two girls and had an idea where it might be leading.&nbsp; Threesomes could be incredibly fun, but they had to be handled carefully, especially when there were two women involved.&nbsp; Each girl had to feel both special and equal.&nbsp; Neglect one, or appear to favor one over the other and the whole thing got ugly and less than fun really damned fast.&nbsp; But when it worked...&nbsp; He ate some of the pizza before he replied, wanting to scarf down some quick carbs for what he suspected would be a truly strenuous physical challenge coming his way.<br><br>"I've always taken warnings as challenges," he told Tabitha, then turned to Max.<br><br>"But yes, Max, Antarctica is one place on this world that I have not visited," he told her truthfully.&nbsp; "And you never what you might find in otherwise unremarkable places.&nbsp; Without prompting, I would have passed this motel right up, never guessing at the lovely treasures that it held."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 07:57:40</strong>
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				Tabitha cast an amused look at Max. "Oo, he's a charmer, ain't he?" she said, as she moved to grab another slice.<br><br><em>I'm really tempted to jump right here and now. I think he'd like the idea of doing both of us. I can smell the arousal just rolling off of him.</em> She gave him another once over as she started eating her second slice. Her gaze hitched a little at his groin, which appeared to confirm the smell she was getting off of him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 11:30:30</strong>
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				Kevin had quickly finished his bit of pizza and rolled smoothly to his feet to get another one just as Tabitha approached the boxes again.&nbsp; He realized as he stood that the thought of being with these girls was already beginning to make him hard, a fact easily revealed by the tight jeans and Tabitha gazing at his "hot spot."<br><br><em>And she doesn't exactly seem displeased, does she?</em>&nbsp; Kevin thought.&nbsp; <em>So let's up the game a bit with some "accidental contact..."</em><br><br>He reached for his own slice and allowed his fingertips to brush her hand as he did so, meeting Tabitha's gaze all the while.&nbsp; Kevin figured that Tabitha was the driver of the two cousins<br><br>"Then, Tabitha, I guess the questions of the night are "How charmed are you" and "What're you gonna do about it?" Kevin asked in a youthful Miami accent that bordered the line between teasing and challenging.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 15:44:51</strong>
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				<em>He's definitely interested</em> Max thought to her cousin as she eyed Kevin's growing package. <em>I highly doubt he'd object to being jumped at this point.</em><br><br>Max grinned as she watched her cousin and the delivery man. This was going to be a fun night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 16:32:12</strong>
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				Tabitha continued to grin. <em>Oh yeah. I'm gonna have a little fun with him</em> <br><br>"While I'm sure that Max would be charmed by a simple belly rub, you're gonna have to do better for me." She cast a quick glance at Max to see ehr reaction. "There's not many that are snake charmer enough to get me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 16:43:26</strong>
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				He flashed a grin at Max.&nbsp; "For the record, I'll rub whatever you want me to rub," he assured her.<br><br>"And I've done a little snake charming in my time," Kevin noted to Tabitha.&nbsp; "Though you look far from cold-blooded.&nbsp; <br><br>He stared into her eyes.&nbsp; "See, the key to charming a serpant isn't the flute, it's the eyes," he said, keeping his gaze locked on Tabitha's.&nbsp; "You have to hold the eyes with your own, without blinking and without breaking the rhythm.&nbsp; Then, when you're close enough, you can do..."<br><br>He kissed her softly and briefly on her lips, managing to have moved in close while her attention was on his eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>"...that, among other things."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 16:55:40</strong>
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				Tabitha laughed at his statement. "I'm never cold-blooded, although some have called me a dragon at times. And I think dragons are a bit more intelligent than snakes." She watched as he got closer to her and finally kissed her. "You are definitely a bold charmer."<br><br><em>Can I keep him?</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 21:12:50</strong>
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				Max shrugged at the comment of being charmed with a belly rub, which was mostly true, and the offer to rub whatever she wanted rubbed. She smirked at the banter between the delivery guy and her cousin concerning snake charming and dragons. <br><br><em>If Mr. World Traveler and the Fates decide you can, I'm not objecting. At least you won't have to think of a reason to move on.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 03:32:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Depends on the dragon, I suppose," Kevin allowed.&nbsp; "Though I figure most dragons are smarter than princesses.&nbsp; Mostly because of all that royalist inbreeding."<br><br>"Besides, if you're going to charm, do it boldly.&nbsp; Fortune supposedly favors the bold," Kevin said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 03:36:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha grinned. "I like to think it does." She placed a hand on his cheek and leaned in to give him another kiss. <br><br><em>People in this time need little reason to move on. Plus he's tied to his pizza place for the time being.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 05:36:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin held up a finger and touched it to Tabitha's approaching lips stopping, or at least delaying her kiss.&nbsp; "Now, now, pretty dragon girl, let's not be greedy," Kevin said, as he turned to look over at Max.<br><br>"It's all about caring and sharing.&nbsp; And there's plenty of fun to go around, right?" he asked, making the answer seem obvious.<br><br>"So what about it, lovely ladies?" he asked the two of them.&nbsp; "Shall we dance, or just get off the floor?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 05:40:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There's definitely plenty of fun to go around if you can keep up" Max said as she got up to get another piece of pizza, passing on the other side of Kevin from Tabitha. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 05:53:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can but try," he assured Max as she approached the pizza box.<br><br>In the narrow confines of the room, Max had to come within arm's reach of Kevin, who reached out a hand to give her a teasing, tickling rub on her stomach.&nbsp; "Just curious," he said.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 06:13:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha gave Kevin a look of warning, when he put his finger over her lips. Apparently, he didn't realize the folly of coming between a dragon and her prey. All pun intended.<br><br>She smiled as he suggested that they dance or get off the floor. "I can dance all night long. And I'm sure Max can too. Hopefully we won't tax you too badly. We wouldn't want you to lose your job or something, because you couldn't even walk straight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 06:20:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin snorted at Tabitha's comment about his job.&nbsp; "Oh, please, like there's not a hundred other crap jobs I could get tomorrow if I wanted.&nbsp; I was planning to cut out after my next payday, anyway.&nbsp; This is a fun city, but there's plenty of other places, and I mean to see them, whatever they are."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 15:32:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The tickling won't get you far" Max said as she scowled down at the hand on her belly. She took a bit a pizza waiting to see what he'd do next.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 16:28:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha turned and grinned at Max. "Well if he thinks he can keep up, I say we get this dance started." She moved around behind him and wrapped her arms around him. "Think you, we should put him through his paces?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 17:32:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe this is better?" he suggested to Max as he stroked her stomach through her shirt.<br><br>Kevin felt the hardness at his groin increase as Tabitha wrapped her arms around him.&nbsp; "I'm ready to run whenever you are.&nbsp; But this is one area where I like go slow and enjoy the journey, you know?"<br><br>As he spoke, he let his hand that had touch Tabitha's lips stroke her cheek and then slide around her body, feeling her form beneath her clothes in anticipation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 04:34:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha chuckled as he started feeling her up. "Me thinks that the delivery boy really wants to play with us." She ran her hand down his body to the bottom of his shirt, then brought the same hand back up under his shirt. She smiled as she felt the hard muscles flexing under his skin. "Ooo, he could probably be a good knight, if I took him home with me." She gave a shudder against his back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 05:13:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You'd know what makes a good knight, wouldn't you, Tabby" Max said before biting into her slice of pizza. "I agree with you on the playing though. Think he'd look even more ready to play if he was like our fore fathers in the Olympic arena?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 06:46:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can be a good day, a great night and a truly spectacular afternoon delight," Kevin assured the girls, then turned slightly more serious.<br><br>"But let's have it be clear right up front what this is and what it's not.&nbsp; This is, hopefully, a night of truly enjoyable and passionate sex.&nbsp; This is <em>not</em> the start of some "beautiful" poly-relationship.&nbsp; In my experience, those things don't work except maybe for Mormons.&nbsp; Which I'm not.&nbsp; Eventually, somebody feels left out or slighted or whatever and there's all kinds of nasty feelings all the way around.&nbsp; You guys said you were cousins.&nbsp; Family, at least sort of.&nbsp; So the only way I want be coming between you is as the 'meat' in a skin-to-skin&nbsp; sandwich, okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 07:00:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha chuckled at his misinterpretation of her words. "I actually meant knight as in horses, armor, chivalry, that kind of thing." She glanced at Max over his shoulder. "There's a rather catchy song I keep hearing around. I think it's called something like "I'm just looking for a good for a good time" or something like that. It's actually rather fitting for our family's view on sex like 90 percent of the time. Once our family gets hitched, then it's a whole other story."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 18:17:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max finished off her slice of pizza and licked the crumbs off her fingers. She stepped closer and lay her chin on Kevin's shoulder. "I doubt he could do anything to really come between us. What do you think Tabby?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 04:24:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin part his arm around Max's shoulders, then leaned over and kissed the top of her head.&nbsp; "Like I said.&nbsp; Only temporarily and only while naked," he assured them.<br><br>"Yeah, that feels good, Tabitha," he said, enjoying the feel of the girl's hand on his back, even though as he felt her touch some of his scars.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 04:39:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha smiled. "Yep, temporary and naked. And if a problem did arise, we'd take out the problem rather than fighting over it." She nuzzled Kevin's shoulder. "So how are we gonna start this dance?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 05:21:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Your room, your rules, ladies," he told them.&nbsp; "Start however you want, I'm all yours."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 05:57:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max looked up at her cousin from under her eyebrows. "How would you like to start this little dance, Tabby?" Max asked. "I'm all for a quick striping and an even quicker start to the fun."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 06:01:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha grinned at Max as she started pulling Kevin's shirt off. "Sounds good to me you want the top or the bottom?" Her fingers scraped lightly across the skin of his stomach and chest as she lifted his shirt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 06:03:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Bottom" Max said without hesitation returning her cousin's grin with one just as wide and predatory.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 06:44:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin gulped in realization as the two girls starting stripping him.&nbsp; "Hey, let's maybe get the lights fir-&nbsp; too late."<br><br>Kevin's torso, arms and legs are a slightly mismatched roadmap of old wounds and scars.&nbsp; There are the straight lines of slashes and stab wounds, things that look like claw marks and acid burns, other areas that have bullet wounds and some places where it looks a welding torch burned through.&nbsp; Though even the worst damage isn't especially prominent as such.&nbsp; In other areas Kevin's tanned skin is broken by paler, hairless areas, usually bordering the most obvious damage or positioned over more vital areas.<br><br>Along with wounds and other signs of battle, Kevin bears multiple tattoos.&nbsp; Most of them signify mystical symbols of protection, healing or warding.&nbsp; One that does draw attention is an incredibly detailed, lifelike representation of the hilt of a large knife with no blade visible that he has on his upper left arm.<br><br>"Uh, yeah," Kevin mock covered.&nbsp; "Pizza delivery can be a really tough business..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 08:12:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nice tattoos" Max said. She'd always been a sucker for a guy with tattoos. "I'm not that stupid when it comes to scars unless you frequently deliver to people that keep wild animals as pets or just hate pizza delivery boys so much they order pizza just to shoot you when you come to the door to give them their pizza."<br><br>Max looked up at her cousin from the floor where she was slowly pulling Kevin's pants down. "What do you think Tabby?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 08:19:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha dropped Kevin's shirt on the floor and wrapped her arms around his shoulders and looked over them down to where her cousin was positioned with his pants in hand. "About what? The tattoos? Like you, I think they're cool. The scars? I've seen fewer scars on a seasoned knight. Or his cock? I think it'll do quite nicely." She placed a kiss on his shoulder as the hand on the other side of his head reached up and was buried in his hair. "Yeah it'll do very well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 08:41:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Six years of Travelling had given Kevin a sense of things.&nbsp; Not a truly mystical sense as such, though he had a few rituals for that, but a sense won of snap-judgement and gut instincts.&nbsp; Yes, the cousins were obviously not precisely what they appeared to be.&nbsp; Their lack of shock at his appearance and their talk of Knights and dragons revealed.&nbsp; But neither did they seem ill-intentioned.&nbsp; And if he was wrong, Kevin figured he could always call the Knife if need be.<br><br>Kevin kicked off his sneakers and slid his hands under Tabitha's shirt to peel it from her body, kissing her mouth and savoring all her delicious bumps and curves as he did so.&nbsp; Once stripped to socks and underwear, Kevin reluctantly came up for air.&nbsp; "I think I'm pulling ahead in the skin race," Kevin said.&nbsp; "Don't you wanna show me yours while you're seeing mine?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 08:50:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha laughed as she gave him a quick kiss. "Oh, you'll get to see ours plenty. We just like looking at the merchandise a little before we test it out." Her hand that wasn't playing in his hair drifted down to wrap around his cock. "And I personally am impressed, at least with appearance. Although I withhold my full judgment until I see it in action."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 09:08:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think he's the first guy I've ever thought about sleeping with that was more concerned about winning the skin race than the fact that he was being played with by a beautiful woman, Tabby" Max commented as she pulled her shirt over her head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 09:12:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin let out a growl of appreciation as she stroked his manhood through his boxers.&nbsp; "Well, you sure know your way around a gear-shift," he said.&nbsp; "I guess you like to drive stick, huh?"<br><br>Kevin patted the bed on which he and Tabitha were no half-sitting, half laying and smiled at Max.&nbsp; "C'mon, don't be shy."<br><br>As she stripped away her shirt, his smiled broadened into a grin.&nbsp; "I enjoy beauty in all its forms.&nbsp; And you two have some beautiful forms."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 09:25:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha laughed as she nuzzled the side of his neck. "I don't drive much, and when I do it's mostly a motorcycle. Although I have spent a fair amount of time around guys. They aren't all that hard to figure out." She moaned as she wished that she could just use her magic to make his boxers go away. But for much the same reason that she didn't with other guys she'd slept with, unless the were also weres, she didn't want to freak him out. That'd most definitely ruin the fun for the night, and she hadn't had a good lay in a while.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 09:49:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin kissed Tabitha's lips and ran his fingers down her body and beneath her pants, sliding them across her panty-covered pussy lips.&nbsp; "Don't look now, but I think your cave is starting to heat up," he told her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 20:32:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think the mighty knight wants to take on the even mightier dragon" Max commented as she ran her hand up and down Kevin's leg.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 20:34:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha moaned as Kevin started fingering her through her panties. "Mmm, I'm thinking the same thing." She gave Kevin a taunting grin. "What about? Think you can tame this dragon?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 20:52:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin's fingers were deft and experienced as they freed Tabitha's pants from their bindings and gave her pussy lips another brief carress.&nbsp; "What makes you think I'd <em>want</em> to tame you?" he asked her.&nbsp; "Wilder is better.&nbsp; Wild and free."<br><br>"And speaking of free," he said to them as he sat up and removed his socks.&nbsp; "Free yourselves of those confining clothes.&nbsp; I want to see you.&nbsp; Both of you.&nbsp; ALL of you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 02:36:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max looked down at her loose fitting jeans and tank top. <em>How are these confining?</em> she asked her cousin silently. "Just because an animal lets you pet it doesn't mean it'll let everyone pet it. Just because and animal is tame, doesn't mean it isn't still wild" Max commented.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 03:18:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha nodded at her cousin's wise words. "She's right. I had a dog when I was younger that wouldn't let anyone but me pet it. and he liked to disappear, sometimes for days on end." She undid her pants and quickly removed them. <em>I have no idea. Except for the bra, that's rather confining and probably the only thing I don't like about this century.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 04:32:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin rolled his eyes a little at Max, even as he slid a hand up Tabitha's body to release her breasts from the bra and teased them a little with his hand.&nbsp; "Lovely hills, m'dere," he told her.<br><br>"Look," he told Max.&nbsp; "I'm a pizza delivery guy, among other things.&nbsp; I service you hot and fresh.&nbsp; I don't tame you.&nbsp; If you wanna get tamed you need to go fuck Cesar Millan.&nbsp; And okay, the clothes are less than confining.&nbsp; It was an expression that sounded a little classier than 'Strip down, I wanna see ya nekkid.'"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 04:39:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha smiled, nuzzling his shoulder as he removed her bra. "Mmm, I guess they work. Most guys don't really care once they start getting me naked." She turned to look at Max over her shoulder. "Mind if I take round one?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 04:43:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm more used to guys that say 'Strip so I can make your night' so saying my close are confining are just going to make me look at you like you're stupid. Have at him, Tabby. It'll allow me to take my time getting out of my clothes." Max started to slowly undo her boots.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 05:21:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Take all the time you want," Kevin told Max.&nbsp; "Good things are worth the wait."<br><br>As Max began to strip, Kevin let his hands tease and toy with Tabitha's body.&nbsp; He brushed her arms and legs, letting the fires of desire begin to build instead of going straight for her most sensitive zones.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 05:28:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With the rest of her clothes on the floor and her cousin's permission to take round one, Tabitha moves to straddle Kevin. "If you're tryin' to get me all hot and bothered that's not the best way to to do it." She said with a grin. She nuzzled the underside of his jaw and placed a couple of kisses on his neck. "Unless you're not sure how to get a woman really aroused."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 05:35:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I get the feeling you're halfway there, since you're already hot," he told her.&nbsp; He slid his hands up and down her rib cage, feeling the sleek muscle there and let his hands tease and fondle her breasts.&nbsp; Then, with a quick surge, he rolled over, pinning Tabitha's body beneath his own.<br><br>He kissed her mouth hungrily and began lipwalking his way down her nearly naked body, pausing only to strip her of her panties, revealing her pussy to his eyes.<br><br>"I just remember that as good the pizza was, I never got to eat dessert," he said, grinning her at.&nbsp; "Mind if I have some pie?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 06:26:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Where did this guy learn to talk to women? In a commune?</em> Max thought to Tabby as she pulled her socks off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 06:30:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha looked at Kevin like he'd gone nuts. "I guess." She said, uncertainly. "I kinda thought we were having fun here, but if you wanna got get some pie we can wait I guess." She gave Max a questioning look, as if she was checking to see if her cousin would agree with her words. <em>I have no idea. I think I like the knights better. At least they'd rather have sex then getting dessert, even if they were rather crude when they spoke about it.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 07:11:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin looked at Tabitha quizzically.&nbsp; "It's pie, you know, as in..." He broke off and spread her legs.<br><br>"You know what, why don't I just <em>show</em> you instead?" he suggested.<br><br>Kevin then proceeded to do just that.&nbsp; He kissed his way down her groin and began using his lips and tongue on her womanhood, parting her vulva and working it with an agile, experienced tongue that probed and teased lapping at her juices and preparing to tease and suckle her clit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 07:17:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha watched as he continued kissing his way down her body, glad that wanted to stay and finish what he started. When he got down between her legs and started licking, she let out a pleased moan. "Mmm, that feels good. Can't say I've had a guy do this before." She let out a gasp as he teased her sex. "Oh, that feels really good." <em>Have you had a guy do this to you, Max?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 07:26:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin slipped a finger into the wet folds her Tabitha's sex, even as his own cock grew harder and more eaher, visibly tenting his underwear.&nbsp; As he fingered her cunt, Kevin pulled the hood gently away from her clitoris and began to tease it with his lips and tongue.<br><br>"No sirree, nothing tastes as good as some cherry pie..." he said with a chuckle as he suckled her her clit and ran his tongue over it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 22:21:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max looked up at the two on the bed a moment and shook her head. <em>This guy must sleep with biggest air heads for those kinds of lines to work</em> Max thought to her cousin as she shimmied out of her pants.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 22:42:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha gave Kevin a confused look. "What does cherry pie have to do with you licking me down there?" She was starting to wonder if this guy wasn't a little crazy, talking about food when he was licking her in such a pleasant way. <em>I don't know about airheads, but they must've been really stupid.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 23:00:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin sighed and chuckled at the same time and decided to briefly pause his ministrations.&nbsp; He used his finger to sketch out a triangle on Tabitha's groin indicating the nap of fur usually found on a woman groin, the point of the triangle came to rest on Tabitha's clit.<br><br>"It's just an expression, pretty girl," he told her, drawing the finger to indicating the triangle again.&nbsp; "See?&nbsp; That the pie."<br><br>He then fingered her clit.&nbsp; "And there's the cherry.&nbsp; So, cherry pie," he explained.&nbsp; "And now, let's get back to eating..."<br><br>And with that, he got back to eating her out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 02:28:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha watched Kevin as he gave his explanation. "I se...Oh, that definitely feels good." she moaned as he started eating her out again. "That's definitely clever." She buried her hands in his hair as pleasure started heating her blood.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 07:58:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max shook her head. Even if the explanation was a sound one, she still didn't understand why he had to choose pie. Why not some kind of meat. Meat was always good to eat. Unless you were one of those freaky save-the-animals people.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 17:48:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin again slid a finger in Tabitha's slit and began probing and caressing her vaginal walls, testing for the "G-spot."&nbsp; He let his other hand run back up her body to stroke breasts and play with her nipples.&nbsp; Meanwhile he continued to eat her out with a will licking along her canal, tonguing her clit and taking it into his mouth to suck on it hard, trying to wring every bit of pleasure out of her that he could. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 17:54:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pleasured sounds started coming from Tabitha as he continued eating her out. For all his weird analogies, he was definitely good at this. <em>You're gonna have to get him to do this to you, Max. Cause this is exquisite.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 18:00:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>If you say so Tabby. I'll see how good he is then we can see how well he can keep up.</em> Max grinned from where she sat on the floor in nothing but her bra and underwear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 18:42:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin's clever fingers finally found a slightly different patch on Tabitha's vaginal walls.<br><br><em>An, there we go,</em> Kevin thought as he began to tease and probe the sensitive cluster of nerves.&nbsp; All the while he sucked and licked harder at Tabitha's clit, hoping to send over over the edge before his tongue started to tire.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 18:47:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even more pleasure sparked through Tabitha's body as he found her g-spot. A pleasured scream tore from her mouth as her inner muscles started convulsing. Her back arched, pushing her sex into his face more, as her orgasm ripped through her. After a few minutes, her body relaxed back into the bed. "Dear gods that was wonderful." she purr, running her fingers through his hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 19:05:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Glad to do it.&nbsp; Servicing with a smile, that's our motto at King Klown," he told Tabitha, enjoying the site of her basking in the afterglow.<br><br>He looked over at Max.&nbsp; "Let me guess, you'd like a turn too, yes?" he asked her reaching out a hand to pull her up to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 19:54:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max gave Kevin a half smile as she took his hand. "Might as well start putting you through your paces."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 20:32:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With one smooth motion, Kevin pulled Max's lean near-nude form up on the bed next to him.&nbsp; "I'll do my best to pace like a thoroughbred," he promised her, beginning by covering her mouth with his own and rubbing his hand on her tummy, wondering if the earlier jest had any basis in reality.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 20:45:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha watched as Kevin started pleasuring her cousin, an impish smile drawing across her face. <em>I say we test his stamina.</em> she thought to her cousin as she waited for Kevin to move down her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 21:15:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>How do you propose we do that?</em> Max thought to her cousin as she moaned in response to Kevin rubbing her belly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 21:51:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin enjoyed the response he'd coaxed from Max and took a brief break to smile over at Tabitha.&nbsp; "Guess you were right about that," he said, continuing to slowly, sensuously massage Max's stomach.<br><br>He took his other hand used it to remove Max's bra, exposing her breasts to his sight.&nbsp; And, he kissed down her neck and chest, to his lips and hand.&nbsp; He kissed around her breasts, venturing up occaionally to kiss and tongue-flick Max's nipples.&nbsp; And all the while he continue to rub and caress her bare tummy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 06:25:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha smiled as she watched Kevin. "I hope I'd be right. We've known each other the better part of our lives." <em>You'll see when he starts getting busy with you. Although, it might interrupt your action a little.</em> 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 20:36:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max continued moaning, really enjoying the feel of what Kevin was doing to her. <em>Have at it. If he can keep up it won't matter in the long run.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 05:15:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For a little bit, Kevin considered just continuing what he was doing just to see if Max cum from that.&nbsp; The tummy thing was interesting.&nbsp; Thinking back, Kevin realized he'd never had a girl react the way Max did when her stomach was rubbed.&nbsp; He known girls with ticklish tummy, but the idea of an orgasmic tummy was very much a new one.&nbsp; However, he had sort of promised and he was frankly curious about what stimulating Max's pussy along with her stomach would do.<br><br>Kevin kissed his way down Max's body from her breasts to her sensitive stomach and peeled away her panties in a single smooth motion.&nbsp; He then began stroking her pussy even while leaving one hand in play to continue caressing her stomach.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 05:30:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max wasn't sure why but her belly had always been sensitive in a pet-me-and-I-purr kind of way and she was greatly enjoying the attention from Kevin. He continued rubbing her belly even as he moved down to give her similar treatment as Tabby.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 05:38:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha shifted her gaze from her cousin to the guy that was pleasuring her and an impish grin crossed her face. She slid off the bed and moved around behind Kevin. She wrapped her arms around his waist. "You should have a little fun of your own, not just pleasing us." She whispered in his ear before giving it a light nip.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 08:04:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds good to me," Kevin said as he parted Max's nether lips and prepared to kiss her down below.&nbsp; "I generally do this on the principle of pleasing the girls first leads to continued pleasure for me."<br><br>"But I'll be happy for you to start including me in one the fun times," he said, bending his head and starting to lick.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 20:10:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max moaned as Kevin started licking her. He had a pretty good tongue in Max's opinion and she had some pretty good tongue service in her life.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 21:52:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Kevin started licking Max, Tabitha moved her hands over his body. One hand rubbed his chest, while the other went down to stroke his member. "How's this for including you in the fun?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 01:35:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm, nice," he told Tabitha as he lifted his head from licking along Max's vulva.&nbsp; "You feel good."<br><br>"What about you, Max?&nbsp; You feeling good?" he asked her as began to tease her clit with his tongue.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 19:45:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha grinned as she wrapped her hand around his cock and moved her hand up and down on it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 19:57:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max whined at the loss of Kevin's tongue and moaned an "Mmhmm" when he returned to her. She agreed with her cousin on getting the pizza guy in on the fun but not when it interrupted her pleasure, especially when it felt so good.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 20:08:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll take that as a yes," he said to Max, then groaning a bit himself as Tabitha stroked his cock through his underwear.&nbsp; He could feel his balls starting to tighten and the need to cum began to build.<br><br>"You seemed like you knew how to work a stick shift," he told Tabitha, enjoying her warm hand sliding up and down his hardened tool.<br><br>He continued to stroke Max's belly and breasts with his hands, flicking the nipples just a little.&nbsp; After speaking, he bent back to Max's clit, sucking on it and probing his tongue deep into her cunt, trying to find her G-spot by taste alone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 20:41:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha chuckled as she moved her hand into his underwear. "I've taken a ride with a few sticks. I want to shop around a bit before I settle on one."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 01:06:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmh," Kevin grunted into Max's pussy as Tabitha's hand touched the skin of his cock.&nbsp; "Nothing like taking a test drive..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 04:22:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max groaned as Kevin's talking sent delicious vibrations through her body from her core.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 05:14:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin left one hand to stroke Max's tummy and breasts while the other slid down to her clit.&nbsp; He pinched Max's clit gently between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it like a nipple between them.&nbsp; As he did he continued to flick his tongue at her clit's sensitive top, licking and sucking it, trying to stoke her fires as pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 05:24:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha placed kisses along Kevin's shoulders as she stroked his cock. It felt impressive to her, as she hadn't really taken a good look at it yet, and it would probably do it's job really well tonight. The thought of it caused wetness to accumulate between her legs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 05:27:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max moaned again as he started playing with her clit while still licking it, causing her pleasure to coil tighter in the pit of her stomach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 06:45:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin continued to roll the clit between his fingers even as he kissed.&nbsp; Finally, he let it go as he took Max's clit completely into his mouth.&nbsp; He licked her, sucked her even nipped lightly with his teeth.&nbsp; Not biting, just apply those bits of pressure needed to milk her organ of its pleasure.<br><br>Even as he pleasured Max orally, Kevin groaned in need as he felt Tabitha fingers manipulating his cock.&nbsp; He felt so hard that it hurt and had to surpress a sudden urge to stand and simply plunge into Max's inviting warmth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 06:56:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha grinned as she both felt and heard him groan. "So, Kevin, given the opportunity, which one of us would you rather fuck first?" She asked, her other hand moving down into his boxers to play with his balls as she moved her hand over his cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 21:08:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin stopped rolling Max's clit and slid fingers of his hand into her wet cunt, though he pressed and teased her clit with his thumb.&nbsp; His fingers probed her tunnel in search of her G-spot and all her other nerve clusters.<br><br>"I suppose I'd say whichever one of you was the best lay," Kevin answered Tabitha with a grin.&nbsp; "Of course, without test-driving both, I can't say for sure, now can I?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 23:19:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max's back arched as pure pleasure shot through her body. In the back of her mind where some thought processes still functioned properly, she knew he'd hit her g-spot. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 23:21:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nuzzled his neck as she continued to stroke him. "Just right now. With out really knowing us, who would you rather fuck?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 05:19:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin used his thumb and fingers to to stimulate Max's clit and G-spot, playing her like an especially responsive video game and smiling at Tabitha.&nbsp; "Well, there's at least a fifty percent chance that it's you, isn't there?" he suggested to Tabitha.&nbsp; "You should stick with that answer, it's better for everybody.&nbsp; And if you're truly as wise as the legendary dragons you seem to admire, you will stay with that answer."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 02:27:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max bit back a howl as she came, her back arching off the bed from the stimulation to her g-spot and clit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 06:15:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha continued to grin. "Wisdom comes from experience. And I can't say I've had enough experience to be considered wise."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 13:49:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin was somewhat focused on Tabitha and their discussion so he barely noticed Max cum.&nbsp; Thus he continued to stimulate her, pressing her secret buttoms to ring from her all the orgasms that he could, even as Tabitha rubbed his cock and balls.<br><br>"Well, I do have some experience, so let me share it with yoiu.&nbsp; See that, right rhere, is why threesomes don't work long term," Kevin told her, unconsciously pumping Max's clit and G-spot harder and faster.&nbsp; "Somebody always needs to be prettiest, or first, or better than."<br><br>Kevin smiled at Tabitha, leaning his head back to whisper in her ear.&nbsp; "And plus, first isn't really best.&nbsp; First could just be my cock needs somewhere to cum and first'll do.&nbsp; Second may mean that's the one I'd rather take my time to really enjoy fucking.&nbsp; So, still wanna be first?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 15:57:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha chuckled. "It doesn't matter to me who goes first, and that's what makes this unusual threesome. Our family only fucks for two reasons; for the fun of it and to find out mates. And that means we're gonna have all the fun we want. The only thing that'll break this threesome up prematurely is if you end up being one of ours mate. So beyond that we real don't care who gets what." She stroked him a little faster. "Besides you said you had stamina, so you'd better be up for plenty of fucking not just two rounds."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 03:32:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not really planning on actual mating," he said to Tabitha while still pleasuring Max, unconsciously attempting to wring more orgasms out of the girl.&nbsp; "But I enjoy the hell out of going through the motions."<br><br>"And don't worry about stamina," he said.&nbsp; "I'm good to do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 21:10:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha pouted against his shoulder. "Well if you only want to go through the motions than that's gonna take all the fun out of the entire experience. Not many guys can boast that they've had two girls willing to fuck them into the ground."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 00:21:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max wasn't sure she could cum again and knew vaguely that she should be pushing Kevin away so they could have some more fun but the effort seemed too much as she reached the stars once more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 07:36:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Whoops," Kevin said as he saw Max cumming again from overstimulation.&nbsp; "I hope I didn't break her."<br><br>He slid his hands from Max's dripping cunt and briefly wiped it on the bedspread.&nbsp; With difficulty, he ignored Tabitha stroking his hard tool, reached down for his jeans, pulled out his wallet and fished out a condom.<br><br>"Mating is fine as long as there's no squalling spawn of mine coming along nine months from now," he stated to Tabitha, opening the condom.&nbsp; "Gimme a second to glove, and then we can get some love."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 15:28:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha continued to stroke him as she nuzzled the side of his neck. "You don't need to worry about that. The women in our family don't get pregnant easily. Plus neither of us are in our fertile period anyway."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 16:56:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin gave Tabitha a measuring look.&nbsp; "Okay, your body, your choice," he told her feeling shamefully relieved.&nbsp; He knew he enjoyed going bareback anyway.&nbsp; And since he'd be leaving here soon anyway, whatever happens wouldn't be his problem.<br><br>He tossed the condom and turned to face Tabitha, pulling her naked bady to his and kissing her hungrily while running his hands along her back to her taut buttocks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 17:10:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max blinked in surprise before sitting up and looking up at Tabitha. <em>He isn't half bad</em> she thought to her cousin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 01:22:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I agree.</em> Tabitha thought back as she lost herself in the kiss with Kevin. It would be rather hard to explain to him that she and her cousin were hardly the humans they appeared to be and that the chances of him getting either of them pregnant were astronomical.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 03:34:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Guess we know who's going first, then,</em> Kevin thought, kissing and rubbing Tabitha's beautiful naked body.&nbsp; He let her arms slide around him, positioned his hands beneath her ass and then lifted rose to his feet, lifting her with him.&nbsp; Her breasts crushed against Kevin's chest and he could feel her still-wet pussy teasing the topside of his shaft, making him even more eager.&nbsp; <br><br>He broke off just long enough to say, "Let's move this party a little,"&nbsp; and carry her to the other bed.&nbsp; No sense in disturbing Max's afterglow with their own play.&nbsp; He let himself fall backward onto the bed, leaving Tabitha in a position to ride him to orgasm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 06:10:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha moaned as his hands moved over her body. That was one of the things she liked about sex, the sensations that were unique to that act only. It was even better when he took the bottom position, she liked being in control a bit too much. As soon as he was settled, she lined herself up with his cock. She looked him in the eye and grinned as she pushed herself down onto him. "Goood." She moaned with pleasure as he stretched her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 00:59:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin grunted with pleasure at the feel of his cock sliding into her hot, wet tunnel of love.&nbsp; He slid his hands up to her breasts, cupping them and teasing nipples.&nbsp; "Feels good, ride 'em, cowgirl," he told Tabitha.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 22:26:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max turned her head to watch Kevin as her cousin rode him. "She's more of a lady knight than a cowgirl" Max muttered. She figured all the talk of dragons would make the guy realize that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 04:08:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tabitha grinned as she braced her hands on his chest and began moving slowly on top of him. "She's right, actually. I am more of a knight than a cowgirl."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>johntfs</strong> on <strong>03-04-2009, 20:27:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kevin let his wander up to caress her breasts and roll her nipples between his fingers.&nbsp; "Okay, well, 'Ride 'em Milady Tabitha' doesn't have the same ring to it, but "Ride 'em Milady Tabitha" then," he said, chuckling a little even as he enjoyed the feel of his eager cock pistoning in and out of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>09-04-2009, 22:42:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She groaned as she ground against him. "Maybe I'll have to show you my skill with a sword sometime." She said with a grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Finding a Good Man</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drako</strong> on <strong>09-04-2009, 23:09:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Are you talking about his <em>sword</em> or your sword, Tabby?" Max inquired from where she lay on the other bed, content to stay put for a moment. "Because I don't think you're too far off from showing him your skill with his sword."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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