Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)
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				Title: <strong>Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 01:01:34</strong>
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				I just made this really quickly so we will not disrupt the introduction thread. =)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 01:05:31</strong>
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				I just saw that in my thread as well! :) I want to rpg! What world shall we create and play in? Do you enjoy fantasy settings? Scifi? Big City?<br>I am willing to play Male or Female. I am willing to play college student, stay at home person, working person. I am pretty much up for most things. Something to get the juices going, and I am perfectly open to simple posts that include the "She walks in the bar and sits down. SHe looks around waiting for someone to enter". Sometimes that is all that is needed to respond. :) No pressure!
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				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 01:08:56</strong>
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				Hmm maybe we can do something SciFi yet modern?
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				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 01:10:18</strong>
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				I don't mind if you are a male or female character. Feel free to set up the scene if you want to. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 01:34:43</strong>
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				We are currently playing volleyball with plot/setting and stuff aren't we? hehe. <br><br>Okay- Lets see. Let's do something Modern, some setting we could run into now a days. What about an office place? We could both work for the same coffee shop. We both are new employee's. <br>OH! How about, we are both gals that just moved into the same apartments. It's one of those apartments with a community room? I am new to the city, I'm a young gal, bright eyed. Oh! I want to make it in Hollywood! There happens to be one of those apartments for gals? (I am assuming you are playing female- we can change it otherwise) <br><br>Everything at this point is a possibility, and it's cutting through and choosing one that seems so difficult, unless one person has something very specific in mind, which I really don't. I am up for anything at this point. So this is my idea that popped into my brain. Shall we run with it? Truly if it seems to fall on it's face, we can always start somewhere else! :) 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 01:39:16</strong>
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				I like the just moved into the apartment idea. Yes, I will be playing a woman. Let us run with it so that we can get our creative juices flowing. You can start first. =)<br>
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				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 01:57:42</strong>
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				Ummm. Why thank you! <br><br>Abby was your typical 19 year old small town girl with big dreams. She grew up adoring the actresses on the big screen and wanted to have her shot up there. She was pretty enough. Long blondish hair that curled at the ends. A smile that light up the room, as her father put it. She had roses in her eyes, and a little cash in her pocket. She got good grades in school and had submitted herself to serving coffee at a local drive thru to earn extra cash. <br><br>Her parents were not so sure about her future plans, she knew that they would never let her fly out in the middle of a big city with no family. So she found an apartment that would suit their needs. It was set up so that a staff member of a local college was living at the apartments and would be able to provide guidance and offer any help to newly enrolled students. There were promises of several of them living in the same place as it said in the brochure. Along with other folks. Abby made it a point to apply and get into the college there. She was also lucky enough to apply to enough organizations that she got a couple scholarships. She had most of the ride paid for and her parents chipped in to help pay for the rest. She would have to get a part time job to cover any other expenses like rent, food and school materials. <br><br>Tearful goodbyes were made and they sent Abby in a small economical Kia down the road. She only had a couple boxes and her bedding to transport and a whole lot of dreams! Several days went by and she finally pulled up in the friendly looking neighborhood. It was a decently looking apartment. It looked like it had 5 floors, it was fairly dwarfed in comparison to many of the other buildings that were in town. This place was so big, she was happy her phone had GPS, or she would have been lost like a rat in a maze. <br><br>She took a moment before she stepped out of her car. This was the place, and it was going to pay off big. School wasn't till next week, so she had time to settle in.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 02:12:27</strong>
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				"Here comes the Dancing Queen!" Elizabeth sang as she pranced around her apartment to her Ipod. Elizabeth moved into her apartment during the early move in period to giver herself time to adjust to her apartment and new surroundings. So far this area seemed to be mostly quiet during the day but at night the streets light up with sound from vehicles and the movement of young bodies going to nearby clubs. The noise at night did not disturb Elizabeth at all since she was use to city life. <br><br><br>Dancing over to the window, Elizabeth looked down at the woman who had just pulled up. It looked like she could use some help with putting her things away. <em>I guess I can be helpful today.</em> Elizabeth took off her headphones and placed them on the windowsill before she put on her black jacket and some sandals&nbsp; go down the stairs to greet the new woman. <br><br><br>oc: I don't mind sharing. The more...the crazier lol =) 
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				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 02:43:56</strong>
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				((ooc: awesome- it is a public apartment right! HEHE. Sigh. I'm off to the races to post, and I keep getting interrupted with life! Stupid life!))<br><br>Abby steps out of her car and towards the building. The sun shining on her back feels good. She takes a moment to look around, shielding her eyes with her hand. It seemed quiet enough, she wondered how easy it would be to hear crickets. She knew that she wasn't going to hear that familiar sound anymore. As long as she didn't hear gun shots every night, she would be okay.<br><br>She opened the back of the car and grabbed a medium sized box with one arm and a small side table lamp with the other. She used her lamp elbow to work down the hatch, she wasn't sure how safe it was here. Would she need to lock up her car? She did that back home, it wasn't that small of a town either. But she wondered if her car was even going to be there when she got back. She took her risks and headed to the door to the apartment.<br><br>She paused there for a moment trying to figure out how to open the door with her pinky while wedging her foot. This was not going to be fun. But it was a new big city, she wasn't going to let the foibles of unloading her car bring her spirits down. She plastered a smile onto her face as her pinky finger started to cramp. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:07:38</strong>
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				"It looks like you could use some help," Elizabeth said as she opened the door for the woman. Elizabeth smiled to herself as she saw that the woman had almost had her finger eaten by the door. <br><br>"I usually put something on the door to hold it open whenever I'm moving something in," Elizabeth said as she squinted against the bright sunlight. Today looked like it would be a lovely day. A day that Elizabeth could enjoy since she was a very picky person. The light breeze made the sunlight enjoyable since she usually did not like going out during the day. Elizabeth moved to hold the door for the woman since she had her hands full of her belongings. "Do you go to school at the college a couple of blocks down?" Elizabeth moved to hold out her hands in case if this new woman wanted her to help carry some of her things up the stairs. <br><br>The elevator had decided that it wanted to stop working during the most important week. The janitor had been working on it this morning but it seems as if the problem still was not fixed. Elizabeth did not mind taking the stairs usually but it was highly inconvenient of management not to have this problem fixed during move-in weekend. <br><br>(occ: Yea, I think it should be a public apartment. It's fine if it takes you a while to post. I understand that there are some real life and online situations that might require your attention first =) )
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:30:26</strong>
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				Abby was relieved to see a friendly face appear at the door. She wasn't sure she could handle losing to a door. She gave a mental "ha!" to it just to make herself feel better. "Thank you so much... I appreciate the help." As she offered the lamp to the outstretched hand. She didn't want to be inconsiderate, but since the lady offered, she wasn't going to deny anything! <br><br>Abby had her travel clothes on, a simple t shirt that was form fitting and showed off the slight curves for this petite gal. It wasn't that she was all woman, but it seemed that was the direction Abby was heading. Her cap and pony tail gave the normally girly girl a very boyish look. Her golden brown locks were being hidden for the most part. She smiled at the woman. "Ya, I will be starting next week. And you? You going there too?" She asked as she made her way to the elevator. She was ready to push a button when she realized there was a sign 'OUT OF ORDER' plastered on the door. Her shoulders slumped in a sigh of dejection. "So I guess it's the stairs for me. I appreciate the help. I live on the third floor, so I guess I will get my exercise today. Honestly, you don't have to help me actually take my stuff up to the apartment." She was ready to grab the lamp when she had a look of remembrance on her face. "Oh,&nbsp; I forgot, I need to get the keys from a Ms. Conway. Apartment 305. That must be on the third floor. I swear, if I didn't have my brain attached." She turned to deal with getting the keys and forgot about grabbing the lamp.<br><br><br><br>((occ: We have a friend over so it might take a bit for a reply from here on out. unless when he takes the occasional moment to the restroom! hehe. But I will definatly write more before bed!! :D))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 03:46:39</strong>
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				Elizabeth held the lamp in her hands as she watch this interesting woman head up the stairs. She noticed the look of utter sadness when the woman realized the elevator was not working. "Don't worry, I'm sure management will have it fixed soon," she said with a smile caused her eyes to sparkle with mischief. "If they don't have it fixed, we could always complain until they are sick of us." <br><br>Elizabeth paused at the landing of the stairs so she could take off her jacket because more than likely it is going to get hot from moving the woman's belongings up and down the stairs. Placing the lamp on the stairwell, she began to remove her jacket. <em>I probably should have pent up my hair.</em> Elizabeth's hair flowed freely around face in loose curls.<br><br>"By the way, I'm Elizabeth. I live on the second floor. I'm sure you will need the help since the elevator is broke," Elizabeth called out she pulled her arm of of the sleeve of her jacket. "Plus this will be my exercise for the day since I have been a bit lazy most of the day." Elizabeth looked at her jacket and decided to leave it sitting on the stairwell until she came back for it later. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 08:59:51</strong>
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				Elizabeth's words made Abby chuckle a little. She could be persistent at times, but she wasn't sure if she had it in her in such a new strange town, she didn't want to get kicked but but she loved this woman's spunk. <br><br>She liked the woman's thought about the stairs as well. "Well, I guess I will get my legs in better shape then too? Silver linings right?" <br><br>She stopped on the first mid landing to look slightly behind her.&nbsp; "Oh, where are my manners, I'm Abigail, but everyone just calls me Abby." She tries to extend a hand while holding the box and seemingly failing at it, but before Elizabeth notices she grabs the box and straitens up again as if nothing happened. "It's been such a drive, and I can't believe the weather here. Is it Sunny most of the time? I'm from up North. We don't get a lot of sun, and if we do it's not like these beautiful skies." She found her footing on the next set of stairs and she continued up. "You from around here? Have you been in these apartments long? You like them?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 10:53:41</strong>
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				Elizabeth started up the stair with the lamp in hand as she thought about Abby's questions. "I'm actually from a variety of places. I moved around a lot as a child so I use to almost any type of place," Elizabeth said as she though of her family. She did not particularly miss them since they could be a bit annoying sometimes. "I moved all the way out here for the distance between us. I wanted to make sure I had enough miles to keep my mother from visiting," Elizabeth smiles as she says this. Her mother could be a bit overbearing and overprotective, and Elizabeth knew that even this long distance might not keep her mother from making unplanned visits. "From what I've seen, it appears to always be sunny here," Elizabeth frowned slightly."That could be a bit annoying for me actually. I hate being hot."<br><br>"I've been in the apartments for about a week now," Elizabeth paused at the stairwell to push her hair out her face. "It has been pretty quiet around here though I have heard people talking about this club not to far from here," Elizabeth said as she though of all the hot young males and beautiful girls heading towards it at night. <em>I wonder if I could get her to go with me tonight.</em> The thought of going to a club made Elizabeth slightly happy since one of her hobbies was observing people in various situations. Elizabeth put that thought behind her as she neared the second floor. Elizabeth climbed up the remaining stairs to the doorway leading to the second floor where Ms. Conway lived. The thought of Ms. Conway triggered a slight pain in Elizabeth's leg. <br><br>Elizabeth did not particularly enjoy Ms. Conway's conversations since she did not know when to stop talking. When Elizabeth came to get her keys from her, Ms. Convey talked of cat for almost a hour before she released Elizabeth's captive keys. Ms. Conway's apartment was full of cat decor. There was cat pictures on there wall, statues in random places, and even a real cat. Not to mention that Ms. Conway's crazy cat attempted to claw up her poor leg. When Elizabeth finally rescued her keys from Ms. Conway, her leg had random spots of skin that looked like a mosquito had bitten her repeatedly from the cat's razor claws. <br><br>Elizabeth attempted to hide her discomfort as she held the door open for Abby so they could go get her keys to her apartment. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 20:29:24</strong>
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				Abby thought it intersting that there were a whole group of people who got to move around a lot. She wished she was part of that. She wanted to see the world. She thought her acting career would offer her such an opporutnity. Her parents live in the same house she was brought to after she was born. Her neighbors are still the old loveable faux aunt and uncle she was raised around. The grocery store even has the same owner as it was 20 years ago. Her town felt so stagnent but I guess you need a rock.<br><br>"So, you don't get along with your mom?" Abby pondered that for a while. She understood having fights about tv time and how the stupid decorations were to be set out during the holiday's but to not get along enough with your parents to move so far away. She hoped she didn't imply that to her parents. She loved them dearly.&nbsp; "It's the first time I am away from my parents actually." This sentence struck a little fear into her own heart. She wondered when the home sickness would start. maybe not for another week, if not tonight. <br><br>When she reached the front of Ms. Conway's apartment she froze for a moment. This was it. If she got the keys there was no turning back. It was all forward from here. She couldn't climb back in her reliable Kia and go back home. She didn't like the idea of being days on the road but she would do it. She raised her arm and knocked on the door in front of her. She turned and gave a sheepish smile to Elizabeth. <br><br>She waited for several minutes before she heard a voice "Coming.. Just wait a second. Moment..." before the door opened. In front of a backdrop of what was obviously a cat nirvana was a tiny woman dressed in a casual house outfit comprised of purple sweats and a loose gray t-shirt with the school logo. Most short people even had to crank their necks down to meet her face to face. She was wide as she was tall. Almost boxish. She had a friendly smile and it got wider as she saw the two ladies. "ahh, how are you doing today Ms Elizabeth? And you are my dear?" barely waiting for an answer from Elizabeth. This woman wasn't so interested in your life as she was hearing herself speak. She just seemed to add those occasional questions in to not sound so selfish. <br><br>Abby put her box down and reached out her hand to shake. "Hi, I'm Abby Collins. I'm here for a key to the apartment. I am not sure what number it was?" The woman looked at the gal and her hand. This one looked like she wouldn't cause too much trouble, as long as this introduction wasn't just a facade. She liked it pretty quiet. She had to teach a class full of kids who were just taking her class to meet their science requirement. Most of them seemed so bland and stupid. It was a hard life for such a smart person who was so under appreciated. Her personality surely made up for any height deficit. <br><br>She shook the kid's hand and asked them both to come in. "Of course. I got them back here. You girls want a cup of coffee or tea? I bought some special tea blend at the farmers market yesterday. Locally grown in some guy's yard. Says it was grown completely organic. Nice kid. Had him two years ago in my class. Bright student. Very bright, no clue why he didn't go off to be some big wig, instead he grows weeds in his back yard. Though admittingly the tea is very good, it has to be for the prices he sells it for. I felt sort of sorry for him, you know." <br><br>Abby started in through the door and looked back to make sure Elizabeth followed. The sheepish smile turned into a small worried smile. She didn't want to leave her car alone with all the boxes too long. "Sure... I guess we can have some tea?" Then quietly said to the woman behind her "Shouldn't take too long right?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 04:19:24</strong>
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				Elizabeth pondered slightly at Abby's question. "I don't dislike my mother but we have cannot be around each other for long periods of time. Being in the apartment together starts to annoy us then we start bickering over senseless things. Plus I enjoy having my own personal space," Elizabeth played with the cord of the lamp to avoid eye contact. Elizabeth had a feeling that Abby and her came from very different families. She decided to give Abby a gentle smile that made her eyes sparkle,"I'm sure you will be find here. Plus the longer you're away from your family the better they treat you once you return. At least that's what I've noticed with mine."<br><br>As Abby approached Ms. Conway's apartment, Elizabeth prepared herself to stay for a while talking to Ms. Conway and eating her stale desserts. Elizabeth did not particular care to be around anyone that allowed their cat to claw at their guest without reprimanding the cat.&nbsp; Elizabeth shook her head as she remembered cats refuse to be trained since they train their humans. Elizabeth nearly sighed with relief when Ms. Conway did not come to her door immediately when Abby knocked. If only her luck would have lasted. It was not too long when Elizabeth heard Ms. Conway's footsteps approaching the door. <br><br>Elizabeth tried to hold in her laughter when Abby asked her if this visit would be quick. She gave Abby a look at said, <em>"Don't hold your breathe."</em>Elizabeth moved her way into the apartment when Ms. Conway moved aside to let them inside. Ms. Conway was already blabbering about some dude's urban farm. Elizabeth did not even glance back at Ms. Conway when she said hello because Elizabeth knew Ms. Conway probably did not even glance in her direction. "Hello Ms. Conway, such a pleasure to be back in your lovely apartment," Elizabeth did not even attempt to keep the sarcasm out of her voice. She glanced around the apartment looking for that killer cat. <br><br>The couch looked like a safe place to say out of Ms. Conway's way while she hopefully went to go get the keys along with the tea. A little tea sound lovely right now since it was pretty hot outside. Elizabeth put the lamp down beside her while she looked up to see what Abby was doing. It was not long before Ms. Conway came in the room with a teapot shaped as a cat. <br>Ms. Conway poured out two cups of tea and left them on her small table for both of the girls to pick up when they pleased. Elizabeth picked her&nbsp; &nbsp;tea up immediately since she suddenly felt parched then she took a medium sized sip. Elizabeth made a choking sound as she tried to prevent herself from spitting the tea back into the cup. This had to be the worst cup of tea she had ever had in her life. No amount of sugar would remedy this disgraceful cup of tea. It took all Elizabeth's willpower to swallow the tea without spitting it back in the cup. Elizabeth looked up to see Ms. Conway smiling at her. "Isn't it delicious, darling," Ms. Conway said with another smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 12:22:36</strong>
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				Abby was a little cheeped out by the amount of cat crap that was adorned in the little room. It would have been more adorable if it was in Mrs. Derbies house down the street from her parents home. She was a true cat lady, with cute little pleasant cats. I guess one town needs their resident cat person. Only I thought the starting age to collect was 65. <br><br>She looked at a nearby shelf as she made her way to the couch. She saw various types of books. Several romance novels were tucked between the laws of physics, how to dissect a frog and "chemicals can be your friend too." They were all squished between two little porcelain cats playing with a porcelain ball of yarn. <br><br>Once she sat down she looked over at Elizabeth with a sort of 'oh my god, you serious?" look. She turned to make a pleasant face when the older woman came back in the room. The tea smelled pretty good from afar. It mixed nicely with the Cinnamon potpourri. But when she tasted it, she had to take a moment. A weak agreement was forced upon her face. You have to be nice to your elders, no matter how much older they were. She also didn't want to piss of this woman. She did have the keys, and would be her 'mentor and helper' for the school year. She didn't want to go back home, she wanted to make it big here. <br><br>After gulping down the tea and letting the rest of it cool off in the cup on the table, next to a Yosemite Park coffee book, she turned her attention back to Ms. Conway. She wasn't sure what she had been talking about for the last minute, her mind was else where "And, that is what happens when you bake it at 500 degree's. A real mess, I swear. I couldn't get the smell out of the room for weeks. So, Abby, how are you finding the area? It is great, but you must be sure to keep your car parked in the allotted spot, you need to get a sticker for it, You can get that at the school, the student security sell those. But you must have it soon so you won't get towed. Then we must talk about a proper curfew. Though I don't much care for them, many of the parents of freshmen students absolutely want their kids to have them. And then you have to..." It seemed a lot for Abby to process. She just wanted to grab her keys and hide in her apartment. <br><br>She waited for the the litany of rules to finish before she ventured to ask a question. Once the older woman kept her mouth shut for more then 3 seconds she asked "So, what apartment will I be moving into?" The woman took out a little booklet from her side table that was obviously her go to table, for it had everything on it. Three types of remotes, a tv guide, a crossword puzzle and a romance novel. "Well, you can choose between a one bedroom on the 2nd floor, it has a nice view of the front. There is a 4th floor one bedroom that has a view out back. The 3rd story apartment has a fire escape out the kitchen window. It's kind of nice, I guess, if you like that sort of thing. I have seen people put their darned potted plants, but you need to keep it pretty clear in case of fire. I think that one is one story up from you isn't." She looked towards Elizabeth. <br><br>Abby looked at Elizabeth for a little guidance. "Well, if we could borrow the keys to all of them I wouldn't mind looking at them first." Ms. Conway grumbled a little and thought it over for a moment "Well, if you make it quick. Whatever you don't take, I will be handing out to the last two residence that are coming in tomorrow, so it's no big sweat off my back." <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 15:39:28</strong>
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				Elizabeth nearly exploded into a fit of giggles when she watched Abby's expression as drank the tea. Elizabeth had even more respect for Abby as she did not show an ounce of disgust on her face when she put the teacup back down on the table. Elizabeth sat quietly as Ms. Conway went over the different rules for the apartment. When she heard Conway talking about a curfew for the apartment, she nearly scoffed. That was absolutely ridiculous. <em>I wonder if anyway ever followed that rule.</em> She thought as she played with the lamp cord in her lap. Elizabeth was happy that Killer Cat was not around to bother her while she waited for Abby and Ms. Conway to finish their conversation. Surprisingly, Elizabeth found herself beginning to relax on the couch since it was pretty comfortable. Elizabeth began to daydream about this hot man she had saw from her window. He looked like a god walking down the street. His confidence echoed in each step he took as he made his way to wherever he as going. His curly black hair appeared soft to the touch as it was lightly tousled by the wind. Elizabeth began to smile to herself as she pictured this God in her when she heard Ms. Conway crackly voice ask her a question. <br><br>"Yes, Ms. Conway. I live on the third floor of this building. I think it would be a good idea for Abby to look at the apartments first so she can have some type of idea of the layout," Elizabeth said as she scooted upwards on the couch. <em>Well, thank you for interrupting my image of that man.</em>It seemed like Ms. Conway was done talking for the most part. Probably was almost time for Conway's favorite soap opera to come on. Elizabeth remembered when she needed some information from Conway while the soap opera was on. Elizabeth nearly had to claw Ms. Conway away from the television to help her get what she needed. Elizabeth waited for Ms. Conway to give Abby the keys before she started heading towards the door. "Thank you for the lovely conversation, Ms. Conway," Elizabeth said as she nearly skipped towards the door of Conway's apartment. Placing her hand on the doorknob, Elizabeth turned around to watch Ms. Conway pull out three different sets of keys for Abby. Elizabeth smiled to herself as she remembered the lamp on the couch. She hurriedly passed Ms. Conway to retrieve the lamp then made her way back towards the door. <br><br>Elizabeth waited for Abby to exchange pleasantries with Ms. Conway before she opened the door. Elizabeth waited until she heard Abby's footsteps behind her to ask which apartment she wanted to visit first.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 10:02:24</strong>
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				Abby was happy when the conversation was over and it was ready to leave. The woman could talk. She ran into a few of those in her day. You just not politely and find the first opportunity to leave, as she saw Elizabeth was school in the same arts. She smiled at Ms. Conway as the woman handed her the keys. "Make sure I get these back, don't take more then a half hour, really you shouldn't need that much time. Once you picked something, you need to stick with it. I will hand these out to others soon. Well, you girls have a good scouting trip. If it's four o'clock, just slip the keys under the door. I won't be..." she paused for a second "available to answer the door." <br><br>As the two ladies exited the apartment, the sound of a soft meow was heard. Mr. Conway had such a baby voice as she closed the door. "Ohhhh, is my little kitty up from her nap? Oh, let mamma feed you. You must be so hungry" faded off into the background. <br><br>Abby looked at Elizabeth. "So, lets start with the third floor, then fourth, then second. We should certainly get a workout then. Ummm, do you think that the box will be safe there? I don't really want to schlep it all around, especially several floors. Oh, I know, I will put it in the&nbsp; first apartment, look at all of them and then get it back. Hey, that's using my brain huh?" She picked up the box again and headed towards 314. This one was by a fire escape, she only saw those in movies. She wondered if it would be as romantic as it sounded. <br><br>Abby got to the first apartment and unlocked it while balancing the box, it was a brown box labeled with 'Abby's Bedroom Stuff'. She waited for Elizabeth before she made the grand entrance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 10:20:46</strong>
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				Elizabeth smiled at Abby as she expressed her concern for the box. "I'm sure it would be fine outside of Ms. Conway's door but if you want to take it with us. I know that I am going to hold on to this lamp for now," Elizabeth said as she bend down to tie her shoe. She looked up to see Abby picking back up the box as she said she would drop it off in the first apartment. "Smart idea. I guess I can put your lamp in there too," Elizabeth smiled at Abby. "Maybe you might fall in love with the first apartment we look at." Elizabeth followed Abby as they went back towards the stairs that lead to the first apartment. Elizabeth was sort of curious to see how the other apartments looked since she just took the first apartment available. <br><br>Elizabeth waited patiently for Abby to open the door to the apartment. Curiosity was swirling out of control in Elizabeth's mind as she waited for Abby as she jingled the key a bit in the door to get it open. The apartment was truly a modern student apartment. There was a matching set of washers and dryers in sight as soon as Elizabeth walked through the door.&nbsp; "This is pretty, don't you think so Abby?" Elizabeth looked back to see Abby's expression. Setting the lamp down on a table, Elizabeth examined the arch in the living room's wall while mentally decorating the apartment in her head. Elizabeth had a love for decorating even if the house or apartment was not hers.<br><br>Elizabeth moved over to the window and let out a gasp of delight. "Oh my god Abby, it's like the fire escape from the end of Pretty woman," Elizabeth looked back to make sure that Abby knew her reference. "You know right the one with Julia Roberts." Elizabeth felt her curiosity swelling inside of her to the point where she could not resist the temptation. Elizabeth put her hands on the window to open it but she found a slight bit of resistance from the window. "Abby, can you please lead me a hand?" Elizabeth pouted as she attempted again without success. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 10:39:46</strong>
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				Abby walked through the door and it hit her. Her own apartment. It was a bit scary, but she was instantly overtaken by the amazingness. There was a large room with a small kitchen off to the side. And two doors next to each other. They must be to the bathroom and bedroom. <br><br>She walked to the middle of the room and put the box down. Their was crown molding framing the ceiling. It seemed really fancy. She looked over at Elizabeth working the window. "Oh, ya.. let me help you. Pretty woman, my mom likes that movie. Always the romantic she is, thinking some hooker will find the rich man who has it all. Like that would ever happen." She moved herself over to the window and put her hands in an open area to add leverage. The window groaned a little under the force but finally sprung open. She stumbled back but then caught herself, looking at the view, she was standing there memorized. "Wow, the view is amazing. How cute. I never lived with a fire escape. This is awesome!" Her face was taken over by a big smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 21:17:16</strong>
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				Elizabeth noticed the change in Abby's tone of voice when she spoke of the movie Pretty woman. Elizabeth was not one to hide her thoughts so she decided to ask after they worked on the window. The view of the sun was stunning. Even though the city sky was not as glorious as the country. The sky still had its appeal. By now a bit of time had gone by so the sun was slightly setting in the sky. Wonderful colors of pink and blue merged into one as yellow strips of sunlight were painted across the sky by the sun. <br><br>Nature always pulled out a bit of innocence and childish happiness in Elizabeth so she did not hesitate to climb through the window and stand on the landing of the fire escape. "Do you believe in true love, Abby?" Elizabeth waited for the answer as she felt a certain peace come over her. She dared herself to lean on the railing as she gazed up at the sky. Laughing, she said, "Abby if you choose this apartment, you will not be keep away from visiting you. We can have a party in her...Just kidding."&nbsp; Elizabeth turned around to look at Abby's smiling face. "So are we looking at the other apartments?" <br><br>A thought suddenly popped into Elizabeth's head,"Abby we should go to the club tonight. See what the other students are looking like?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 23:32:43</strong>
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				Abby saw the sun change colors and made her way, one foot at a time, through the portal onto the landing to join Elizabeth. <br>"True love huh? I wish I did." A sad tone washed over her voice. She looked up again at the sun hoping to change the topic. She wasn't ready to simply tell a stranger, regardless of how nice they were, her life story, or even some of the ones that still held a twinge of pain. "It sure is pretty isn't it. I'm tired from driving and all this excitement personally."&nbsp; She glanced around to peer in the big living room, then back at Elizabeth. <br>"Why don't we call this good. It couldn't be any worse then the others right? Welcome to my new home Elizabeth!" She smiled warmly.<br><br>She turned around again and leaned against the warm metal stairs. She took in the view, the sun was really pretty out there, she had heard that smog actually enhances sunsets. Now she saw how true it was. "Well, if we want to go to a club, I really want to get my boxes moved in. Hey! That's my car from here. Cool. No one has stolen it, must be a fairly safe neighborhood huh?" She chuckled as she summoned some residual energy to go to the car and get the rest of her stuff. <br><br>"Shouldn't take too long, only 4 more boxes and a couple bags of clothes, bedding and towels." <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 00:04:23</strong>
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				Elizabeth frowned as she saw a deep sadness come across Abby's face, "I'm sorry I did not mean to pry. My mother warned me about always saying what comes to my mind." Elizabeth looked down at Abby's car. "Well, we can always go out another time if you want to. After all we do live very close to each other. Let's get your things so you can rest up. We do have to return the other keys to Conway. Hopefully, she will not try to detain us in her apartment or even worse feed us something," Elizabeth said with a smile. "You can make your decision after we move these boxes up all of these stairs. They aren't too heavy, are they? " Elizabeth asked playfully trying to lighten the mood. <br><br>Elizabeth climbed back through the window and waited for Abby to come back in. Elizabeth hurried down the stairs back to the front of the apartment to help Abby unload her car. "After all of this running around, I'm sort of hungry," Elizabeth stated out loud. She looked down the street wondering if there were any nearby restaurants. She put a mental note in her head to look up restaurants on the internet once she returned to her apartment. "I wish we had some music to groove to while we are working," Elizabeth did a little shimmy dance to stop her foot from falling asleep. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 10:35:13</strong>
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				Abby regarded Elizabeth with a small smile. "Your fine... " She seemed a little dazed in thought but let it fall from her mind. She had more important things to think of. Like getting the boxes up into this fantastic apartment and slipping the keys under Mr. Conway's door. "I think it's great to say what's on your mind. Where I come from, most people don't unless they somehow feel your invading their space." <br><br>She stepped through the window again, into the cool apartment. She felt she would like this place a lot. It seemed to have some of it's own charm. She could work with it. She wasn't a decorator, but something will come to mind. "Oh, the boxes are not too heavy. My mom always believed you pack more boxes then pack one big one. She has her moments. She also likes to say what is on her mind too. You two would get along in that way." She chuckled. She would miss her parents, especially her mom. Though she would speak her mind, she was a gentle woman. She also listened to what you needed. <br><br>Abby headed towards the door and realized it had been a while since she ate. They would have to find something take out for she had nothing to cook in her home, regardless of the fact to cook in. She had gotten a gift card from her mom to buy those things that she didn't have and didn't want to fill her car up with.<br><br>After she returned the keys quietly under the door of Ms. Conway's apartment she joined Elizabeth back at her car. "Oh... Tunes. I have an Ipod filled with fun stuff, if you like country and pop? I also have one of those alarm clocks that also acts as a speaker" She loved that device. It ran off batteries so she could take it with her if she knew tunes were needed, but right now, it was in one of the boxes. She was able to plug her Ipod into the car stereo. She loved her tunes.&nbsp; She loved rocking to her favorite pop while she did most chores. It just went faster that way. "Oh by the way, where do you think we can eat around here? I don't have any dishes, and I have maybe some beef sticks and a couple apples left from my lunch bag." <br><br>She headed to the back of the car and opened the hatch again to divy up the boxes and bags. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 16:39:49</strong>
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				Elizabeth smiled, "That was a clever idea to slip the keys under her door. My mother speaks her mind too perhaps a bit too much." As soon as opened the truck of her car, Elizabeth picked up a box. "We could eat anything you want. There is pretty much a lot of of restaurants down here. Pizza, chinese, or even vegan. We could probably dine in or get take out."<br><br>Elizabeth smiled as she walked towards the building with her box. "I don't mind pop music. Abby, wait until you see my dance moves in the club tonight," Elizabeth did a little dance with the box in her hand. "We are going to have so much fun!"&nbsp; Elizabeth struggled to open the door leading back inside the apartment."We should probably put something here to hold this door open," Elizabeth said as she finally got it open by using her foot. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 22:21:19</strong>
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				It didn't take them long to unpack the car. Abby moved it in one of the specified spots, reminding herself to pick up a pass for it later. She wanted to take a walk on the campus anyways. She only knew it from brochures.<br><br>Once there was a pile of boxes in the middle of the living room, She looked around and realized how empty it was. Her father gave her some money to go buy some of the neccisary things from a local thrift shop or discount furniture store. She didn't need anything fancy, just something to take her through the next four years of school. They did buy her one of those blow up mattresses for the bedroom, this one with an electric fan. <br><br>She slumped up against a wall and slide down into a sitting position. "I could really use some food. Why don't we head down to a place. I don't think I want to eat pizza in this empty space. Tomorrow I am going to go down to a thrift shop and get some furniture. A bed, desk maybe. This place looks so big this empty. Let me make my bed and then lets go?" She took a deep breath in while she got herself up again and grabbed the bag that held her blow up bed. It was a spare one that her mom would use for guests. It was rather comfy once it was all puffed out and wrapped in sheets. <br><br>She walked into the empty bedroom. It had a window that faced the same direction as her living room, being that they were next to each other. Their was carpet in here, unlike the wood floors of the living room. The building had seen some age but she noticed it was still kept up by management. The egg shell white no longer had a heavy smell to it, the place must have sat empty for a while. Maybe these were only for students perhaps? <br><br>She unwrapped the bed and plugged it in, the whirling noise drowned out anything that might have been going on. She hoped the neighbors didn't hear. She didn't expect the walls to be paper thin, but the machine was always so loud. After it was blown up she threw her sheets on. They were a set of white sheets with&nbsp; little flowered print. <br><br>After she was done, she mader her way back into the living room to grab her purse.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 02:11:19</strong>
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				<br>Elizabeth left Abby in her apartment alone for about ten minutes so that she could go retrieve her jacket from off the stair railing and make sure that she turned off everything in her house. Elizabeth had a habit for leaving things on all day. When she was in her apartment, she jogged over to the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror and freshen up. She was happy that she had made a friend so quickly down here since it would probably get lonely without one. Elizabeth picked her small purse before looking back at herself. <br><br>When Elizabeth was pleased with her reflection in the mirror, she went back over to Abby’s apartment. The door was still unlocked so she just let herself back in. “I’m back Abby,” Elizabeth said in a loud voice so Abby would know it was her. Looking over at the boxes in the middle of the floor, Elizabeth was amazed how quickly they had gotten them up the stairs. <br><br>When Abby spoke of food, Elizabeth’s stomach immediately began to growl since it had been quite a while since she had eaten. “We could walk around and let our noses be our guide to mouth watering food,” Elizabeth said as she pretended to sniff the air like a predator. After Abby found her purse, they left out the building on a journey for food. <br><br>After about twenty minutes of walking around the neighborhood while looking at the different shops, Elizabeth could smell the fresh scent of cookies in the air. “Mhmm..that smells delicious,” she looked back at Abby to see if she could smell it too. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 07:03:51</strong>
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				After Elizabeth left Abby went into the bathroom to make herself more presentable in public. She took her cap off and unleashed the ponytail letting her golden long curls free. She gave it more body a little with a brush, and found some lip gloss in her purse. She exchanged her shirt for a fresh one that she fetched out of her travel bag. It was tighter and revealed more of her curves. She had thrown on her push up bra as well. She wanted to make sure that if they ran into any cute guys, she would have a fighting chance. She hated her small mounds, though they went with her small frame, but what was a girl gonna do? Luckily she had fashion tech on her side. <br><br>Abby found the walk thrilling. So many stores in one location. She wasn't from too small a town, but it was mostly a lot of houses with a main street of your basic needs, and Virgina with her card, flower and antique shop. You had to clump many things together to survive in the town she came from. <br><br>She stopped and looked at Elizabeth. "God, those smell very good. Where is that coming from? You that adverse to eating dessert first? Life is short right?" She giggled. Abby enjoyed giggling at things that made her happy, or when she was nervous. Sometimes it was hard to tell which mood she was in. <br><br>She grabbed Elizabeth's jacket and tried to b-line it to where she thought the cookies were coming from. The ended up in front of a little store front that had it's entrance indented in the building. It was painted green with large windows. You could see several shelves lined with various sizes and types of cookies. "Franz Coffee and Cookies" was painted in cursive over the door. This place made you feel like home. There was a little hand fan that wafted the smell of the cookies onto the street. Little cafe style table and chairs lined the outside along with the right side of the inside. The other side had a large wooden counter that had parts of it cut out to show off more cookies that they sold. There was a large plague above it all that was made out of a black chalkboard with white inscription of what today's specials offered. <br><br>"Do you want to try this first? Then we can get some real food somewhere else. I think this could be a new great spot for us to hang out, maybe after class when I have a mountain of homework, it wouldn't make it so bad then!" Abby seemed very excited by this prospect. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 08:18:05</strong>
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				"This does look like it will be a good place to hang out after classes. It will be perfect if they have free internet access for my laptop," Elizabeth said as she opened the door for Abby to walk in first. The smell of cookies was even stronger inside of the building.&nbsp; Elizabeth did not take more than two steps in the building when she heard a loud voice call out, "Chocolate chip cookies fresh out the oven." She looked back at Abby and whispered "This is heaven. We've came upon heaven, Abby," <br><br>Elizabeth walked over to the register waiting for the body of the voice to make an appearance at the register. A tall man walked from in the back of the store with grey eyes that sparkled with warmth and kindness. His hair appeared to be light brown under the confides of the hat he wore. "Would you two ladies like eat some cookies?" he asked as he stepped closer to the register. Elizabeth just stared at his eyes for a moment before answering, "Ummm...I would like those fresh chocolate chip cookies with a small cup of milk, please. How about you, Abby?" Elizabeth turned away from him to look at Abby. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 02:04:23</strong>
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				Abby showed her appreciation for Elizabeth opening the door with a bright smile. "Thank you.."<br><br>&nbsp;As she stepped in being warmly accosted with the smell of chocolate chips in doughy goodness she stopped to take it in. She closed her eyes as she took in a deep draft of the luscious smell. She would never get enough of it. "Ohhhh yes. This is heaven for sure." <br><br>She opened her eyes to see the approaching voice. That's something she could get used to. They truly did step into heaven. "I will have a fresh chocolate chip cookie as well, but to drink I would like a latte. " She looked at Elizabeth. "I am a big fan of lattes." <br><br>The grey eyed man smiled at the two ladies as he went off to fetch two little plates to serve the hot cookies on. They were still steaming a little. He poured a glass of milk in a small glass and went off to make the latte. The machine whirled as he wiped down the table top next to him, looking busy. His backside was to them, showing off his tight body. He looked like he could be into sports, his arms were muscular as they cleaned the counter and finished with the latte. He started to tabulate the meal on the register. <br><br>Abby started to talk to Elizabeth but kept quiet as she watched the man behind the counter&nbsp; do his thing. She loved a well defined body. It showed that he was active in life, and she loved people who took life by the horns. No couch life for her. She was shaken out of her little fantasy when he re-approached them, handing her the hot latte. She blushed. "Oh, I could use some ice, Its normally cold where I used to live, forgot how warm it is here." She set the latte down and pushed it back towards the man after she had taken off the lid to accept a few ice cubes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>25-11-2010, 06:16:17</strong>
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				“I like lattes too although I have never tried it with my cookies though,” Elizabeth replied as she watched the lovely man maneuver to get their orders. For a moment, Elizabeth wished that she was the cookie since he handled them with care and a slight gentleness so the soft cookies would not break their perfect circular shape. Elizabeth discreetly looked at the name of his shirt. James. <br><br>Elizabeth pulled out her Visa card as she paid for her cookie. Her stomach did a little grumble as she picked her order up and went to sit down at a table by the window. Elizabeth loved looking at different type of people no matter where she went.&nbsp; A few people strayed pass the window while Elizabeth munched on her cookie. When Abby came over to the table, Elizabeth eyed her latte, “That looks really good.” <br><br>The anticipation to go out later on today was on Elizabeth’s mind. “I’m sitting here trying to think of what I want to wear tonight. Should I dress as the good girl or a bad girl? I feel a bit bold today,” Elizabeth twirled her straw in the cup of milk. She looked back over at James who was working on something behind the counter. “If men down here look like him then we are going to have a ball tonight,” she smirked as she took a sip of her milk. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 19:49:55</strong>
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				Abby looked up at Elizabeth. "Ya, I used to work at one of those barista drive thru's in front of the local grocery store. You sort of can't help but become an addict to it. Hey, if we find a home espresso machine somewhere I can make you all sorts of drinks at my house. Though we would never get sleep." She giggled again. <br><br>James took her visa card and their finger tips briefly touched for a moment. He had a warm smile that was very inviting. He processed the card and handed it back to her "Here you go. Thank you for your business. Please... come again." He lingered a little on the last sentence, his tenor voice was full and filled with confidence. He looked Elizabeth in the eyes before letting her part with her Visa.<br><br>When they were sitting at the table Abby offered a sip of her latte to Elizabeth. She was extremely grateful to have someone to quickly in this new place. She loved how open and welcoming the new friend was. She could see a long friendship here, one that consisted of doing homework together, cooking and sharing recipes together, dancing together and helping each other dress before going out at night. She didn't want to ruin it. Abby liked how Elizabeth was a bit outgoing and different. It's not that Abby is repressed or anything, just being from a small town and dumped into something so urban was a little intimidating. She knew that her confidence would grow as she hung out here, but right now she felt so out of place that she couldn't help but want to hang on Elizabeth's coat tails for a while. Abby was after all going to try to make it big down here, and a country mouse that doesn't know how to squeek won't get you very far. She was a bubbly one at home, but right now the bubbles were all popped. <br><br>"I like your openness Elizabeth. I'm going to be honest, I have never been to a club and we did have a couple local bars, but mostly you went to play darts, they let you in because they saw you grow up in diapers, even though you were underage. That's another thing. I'm 19, Don't most bars and clubs start letting people in after 21 of age? I don't want to be a mood killer. I so want to try out a club. I have seen dance places in movies, and they look absolutely thrilling!" She was in the clouds for a moment thinking of going into one of those clubs she saw on the big screen. The loud music, the people dancing all night long, meeting some tall dark handsome thing. As long as she was with Elizabeth, she could do anything. She snapped out of it for a moment. "Oh. clothes. I don't have club clothes. I have what I brought of course. We will need to go shopping, I bet the money my dad gave me for furniture could stretch into a clothing budget as well?" She took another bite of her cookie and met the woman's gaze towards James.<br><br>He had worked his way out behind the counters and was wiping down tables as other guests left. He bent over, showing off his tight backside. The jeans were not skin tight, they were sort of loose but they still framed him well, showing off all the right assets. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>26-11-2010, 20:28:56</strong>
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				Elizabeth nodded to Abby as a pleased smile came over her face, "I enjoy hanging out with you too. I am sure we will get along perfectly. A club is fine with me. I hope they have one of those stripper poles there so I can twirl around it," Elizabeth drifted off into her own plans as she could see herself dancing the night away on the pole while lustful male eyes watched her every moment. "Quite frankly, my mother did not really allow me to do anything she did not classify as unladylike." Elizabeth had a mischievous look in her eyes as she turned to look at James. <br><br>Shaking her head of naughty thoughts beginning to course through her brain, "I'm not saying I am about to turn into a slut but a girl just wants to have fun," the last part of Elizabeth's statement turned into one of her favorite songs. "Of course, we need to go shopping. I saw some nice stores while walking around that I wanted to check out." Elizabeth took the last bite of her delicious cookie before scooting her chair away from the table. <br><br>"I am going to get another cookie for the road before we get ready to leave out," Elizabeth said as she rose from her seat. She was not really hungry but she was tempted to play with the cookie man before they left out. A seductive smile came over her face as she watched him before clearing her throat so that he could turn his attention towards her. "I think I would like another one of those cookies you gave us," Elizabeth gave him a playful smile as she leaned slightly on the counter.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 08:54:15</strong>
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				James had been observing these two girls sitting at the table in front of him from a long time and noticed their playful behavior with which they were coming up to him one after the other. Turning around at the familiar voice once again, his eyes got a glimpse of her deep cleavages which were clearly visible as she leaned over the counter. A soft tender smile ran over his lips making a straight eye contact.<br><br>"You are most welcome Mam. It is a pleasure for me to serve you with the best efforts of mine. I am glad that you liked whatever I had offered you before." Broadening his lips, he returned back her seductive beautiful smile. Collecting a few pieces of the cookies she had demanded, he put it in the tray and turned around looking at her once again.<br><br>"Here you get what you had desired. Please don't hesitate to ask if there is anything else that I could do for you... or... even for your friend. Just for your kind information, it is not mutually exclusive. It would be a delight for me, even if you would like to get something for both of you simultaneously." His hand moved the tray towards her deepening on his smile while his eyes were switching to keep a watch at her and her friend. They both seemed to have a way out for the life and were sounding and feeling very live. No doubts, both of them were gorgeous and hot. The interaction in between them had been quite interesting and he was enjoying it.<br><br>James was a smart handsome man with a tanned skin having a good strong physique. The short hairs on his head gave him a very neat and dashing look. He was dressed up in his official uniform at the moment being on duty. He was doing his research in Computer Science and loved to spend his evenings serving out here to earn some pocket money for himself. He was a well educated and intelligent man in his late twenties but his charming personality made him look nothing less than a teenager. The main reason that he was here was that he loved to meet new people and enjoyed his interactions with them. At certain times, he hoped that he could get something more and beyond these live interactions too.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 09:55:47</strong>
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				Abby watched the inter play between Elizabeth and the guy. She thought he was charming looking, this was going to be their place of homework.<br><br>She thought about what she should wear tonight, and if they were going to get in a club at her age. She didn't want to be turned away and ruin a perfectly fun night. She also wondered how late this place was open. She brought her latte up to her lips and took another sip. She savored the cooled down drink a little before completely swallowing. She loved her coffee. She took another nibble at the cookie.<br><br>She waited for Elizabeth to join her again at the table. She was curious what the two were talking about. They had gone by so fast and she realized she wanted something more then just a cookie, but the view was completely satisfying. She wondered if perhaps they served a salad or something else she could sustain herself on for a while before they had to leave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 15:36:13</strong>
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				"No, thank you for preparing these delicious mouthfuls of sin," Elizabeth smiled at him as she slowly took a piece of the cookie and took a seductive bit. "Yummy," she mumbled as she looked at his crouch then back up at him.&nbsp; Smiling mischievously, Elizabeth turned to Abby, "Abby are you ready to go?" she said as she moved away from the counter. "Oh shit," she mumbled and starting looking around in her pockets for change. She passed the bill to him not waiting for change and walked back over to Abby. <br><br>Elizabeth really just needed some fresh air right now. James had rattled her chains a bi more than she liked. "Abby I'm going to step outside for a moment, I feel a bit claustrophobic," Elizabeth laughed as she moved towards the door. "Feel free to get yourself something else while I enjoy the breeze for the moment. The annoying bell rang letting all know that she was leaving out of the cookie palace. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 22:17:58</strong>
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				Ed looked up from his MacBook, eyeing up the pretty girls who'd come into the cafe.&nbsp; Not seen them before.&nbsp; New students perhaps?<br><br>He closed the laptop down: his philosophy assignment could wait.&nbsp; He took a sip of his coffee, the heat steaming up his glasses momentarily.&nbsp; He was 20, clean cut, with floppy blond hair that fell over his brow.&nbsp; He was wearing jeans, a white shirt, and an expensive looking sports jacket.<br><br>As he watched one of the girls flirting with the guy at the counter, he then saw her step outside.&nbsp; Ed picked up a battered copy of Kant's Critique of Judgment, together with his cigarettes and lighter and stepped outside.&nbsp; <br><em>Don't want a new girl in town to get lonely do I?</em><br><br>Ed stepped outside, lighting up as he did so.&nbsp; He saw the girl breathing in the evening air, he walked up to her.<br><br>"Hi... don't mind if I join you?&nbsp; Brain has turned to mush and need some nicotine...."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 22:38:53</strong>
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				Elizabeth was surprised when the young man stepped outside of the cookie shop. He had appeared to be studying hard in the corner of the cookie shop. Elizabeth smiled at him, "This is public property. I have no rights over it." Elizabeth noticed the cigarettes in his hand and frowned with displeasure, "Those things are bad for your health." <br><br>She bent down to tie her shoes before inquiring, "Are you a student at the university?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 23:06:29</strong>
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				Ed smiles at the young woman, stubbing out his cigarette.<br>"Yeah.. I'm a student.&nbsp; Studying philosophy and psychology.&nbsp; But not going so well tonight".&nbsp; He laughs and runs a hand though his hair.<br><br>"What about you?&nbsp; What brings you here?&nbsp; Other than the great cookies..."<br><br>His eyes rake over her, taking her in.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>27-11-2010, 23:43:04</strong>
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				She smiled as he stubbed out his cigarette. "I'm here for my first year at school. My friend and I," Elizabeth stops to point at Abby still eating her cookies inside the shop. "We were hungry after moving her things into her apartment." <br><br>Elizabeth rose her eyebrows in slight amusement as she watched his eyes roam over her form, "We were thinking about going out tonight but we don't know of any places around here. Would you happen to know a good spot for some fun?"&nbsp; She ran her fingers through her hair slightly mad at herself for not dressing up a bit more. <em>Nice one, Elizabeth. Two hot dudes and you're looking a mess,</em> she thought as she waited for his reply. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 00:13:06</strong>
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				"Well any more furniture you need moving... give me a shout.&nbsp; Edward Blake, pleased to meet you."&nbsp; He offers his hand to the pretty young girl.<br><br>"You want to move on somewhere? Sure... I've been around most places over the last year.&nbsp; What are you and your friends into?&nbsp; What counts as fun?Dancing, boozing?&nbsp; Or perhaps midnight walks talking about poetry?"<br><br>He pushes the book into his jacket pocket.<br><br>"There's a club two blocks away, Nimmo's 69, that should get lively soon.&nbsp; Cocktails aren't too bad"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 00:31:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth reached out and shook his hand. "I think we got most of it moved, but my name is Elizabeth. " Elizabeth looked back at Abby. "I would prefer to stay here until Abby finishes her food." Elizabeth hesitated for a moment then thought about it. " We could just chill out in the cookie shop for a moment. It's nice and quiet in there."<br><br>"We were looking for somewhere exotic with lots of dancing," Elizabeth smiled at him with a mischievous look in her eyes. "I would not mind a midnight on another day but tonight I want to dance." <em>Nimmo's 69</em> "I would ask you to come along but seems like you have to study. Unless you want to drop the books for one night to show some new girls a good time. I sure Abby and I will enjoy your company."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 03:08:05</strong>
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				Abby was impressed with Elizabeth's outgoingness. That must be why all the guys seemed to fall all over her. She watched as the two were talking outside and finished up her cookie. She disposed of the plate on the counter. "Thank you very much, they were amazing. We will definately come again!" She smiled at the guy. With her latte in the disposable cup, she headed outside to meet up with the Elizabeth and her next admirer. <br><br>"Hi." She said as she moved herself to Elizabeth's side. "I'm Abby, looks like a great place to study huh?" She smiled at the new guy. "So, what's on the agenda now?" She brushed off any crumbs that might have stuck to her shirt and took a sip of the dwindling coffee.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 03:13:24</strong>
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				Elizabeth smiled at Abby as she came out the coffee house. "Abby, this is Edward. Edward was just letting me know that he would be willing to take us to a club tonight," Elizabeth moved next to Abby as she spoke. She looked through the window at James for a moment. <em>I hope he is at the club, tonight.</em> she though as she turned away from the coffee shop. <br><br>"I think Edward wanted to walk around for a bit but we need to get a quick bit to eat," Elizabeth looks down at the black watch on her wrist. "Maybe we should get something we can transport easily to the apartment so we can get dressed. Oh, we also need to get some outfits...One moment Edward."<br><br>Elizabeth pulls Abby away from Edward and whispers, "Should we invite him to go shopping with us?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 03:43:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Abby blushed at Elizabeth's idea. So this is how city people do things.<br>&nbsp; And now that she was in the city she was going to try to conform.&nbsp; It was that she was incredibly niave its<br>that she came from a town of more tradition and modisty.&nbsp; She always knew she was a little different and she was thankful that she had this friend who was willing to help open doors. <br><br>"sure.&nbsp; Why not.&nbsp; As long as he doesnt mind hanging out with two girls finding some outfits for tonight."<br><br>She looked back at The gentleman and bit her bottom lip.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 05:45:45</strong>
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				"You can come shopping with us if you don't mind hanging around girls while we shop," Elizabeth said as she looked over at a store across the street. <br><br>There was a black dress on display in the window that was calling her name. <em>I have some shoes that will go perfectly with that...</em> Elizabeth thought as a slow smile came across her face. "Come on Abby, lets shop" Elizabeth said as she went across the street to get a closer look at the dress in the store window. Elizabeth strolled over to the dress and turned over the price tag on it. It was a tad bit expensive but Elizabeth wanted it. <br><br>"Do you like that dress, Ma'am," a sales woman inquired as she walked over to where Elizabeth was looking at the dress. "I think that color compliment your skin completion and hair?" the woman said as she removed the dress from the front of the window. The woman gave Elizabeth the dress to hold while she walked away talking about accessories that could go with it. Elizabeth held the dress in front of her as she turned to find a mirror. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 06:33:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ed smiles warmly at Elizabeth's friend's greeting.<br><br>"Hi Abby, I'm Edward.&nbsp; Be delighted to take you to a club later.&nbsp; I'm all done with studying today: be lovely to continue our chat whilst you girls shop: watching beautiful women try in clothes is one of my favourite things".&nbsp; Ed chuckles, <br><br>He follows the girls into the store, impressed with Elizabeth's choice of dress.<br><br>"I think it looks very good on you: what about you Abby?&nbsp; Anything catching your eye?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 07:41:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Elizabeth, that's a really sexy one. You should totally try it on." She smiled, and started to look at the wracks of clothes.<br><br>Abby saw a little blue number with little flowers that caught her eye. She pulled it out and noticed that it was off the shoulder on one side. She wasn't sure. She showed it to the two. It seemed a little out of fashion for this city, but Abby was pretty clueless being so new.<br><br>&nbsp;"This looks nice, what do you think?" <br><br>Then out of the corner of her eye she saw a red dress. It was bold, but she loved red. She wasn't sure if it was to bold for herself, but this was a new city and she could make a new start. None of these people knew her really well, they didn't go to elementary like most of the young guys in her town. You couldn't even run into an adult with them asking you to take a message to your mom. She stuffed the blue dress right back where she found it and grabbed the red one.<br><br>It wrapped itself around the neck, but had a fairly plunging neckline. If one took a closer look it had many aspects of a Marilyn Monroe dress but the skirt part clung more to the body. She wanted to try it on. "No. I will take this one. I think this one is better! What do you guys think? I love the color red." She held it up to her body and worked really well with her skin tones. She could pull off a red dress, especially if she could fill it in with more confidence. <br><br>Her face became a tad red when she looked over at Edward. She was being so relaxed and in the moment she forgot she was shopping with some cute new guy. She looked totally embarrassed with her sudden outbreak of giddiness. She felt like such a girl. She was afraid her immaturity might peek through the cracks if she wasn't careful. She was in college now, she had to act more her age. Though she doubted 19 year old girls really acted too mature anyways.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 11:34:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good choice Abby.&nbsp; I think the cut and colour will really suit you.&nbsp; Try it on and let's see how it looks".<br><br>Ed is really enjoying himself, revelling in the intimacy of the company with Elizabeth and Abby, his mind turning over the thought of their young bodies clad in varieties of sexual attire.&nbsp; Feeling a little excited and aroused, he tries to calm himself.<br><br>"I'll just perch here and have a read: but nip out and show me your outfits.&nbsp; If you like, when we're done here, you can give me some fashion advice back at my apartment.&nbsp; I haven't got much of a clue I'm afraid: not the trendiest of guys as you can see".<br><br>He smiles apologetically, gesturing towards his sports jacket, as he gets his Kant book out.<br><br><br>"If its a deal breaker, I have a bottle of chardonnay chilling...."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>28-11-2010, 13:14:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth looked over at Abby's choice of dress and smiled. "Yes I do think that would look lovely on you tonight," Elizabeth said as she started to think of accessories that could go with Abby's dress too. <br><br>She was browsing through earrings when she heard the end of Edward's statement. <em>Men...</em>she thought to herself. Elizabeth knew exactly where he was going with his statement and she was not sure that she liked it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 10:32:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James eyes watched over her sexy round ass shaking as she turned around and walked over to her friend. It was a sensual vision which tripped his senses a bit with some naughty imaginations about her running in his mind. Jerking his head, he tried to get rid of those naughty thoughts. He reminded himself that they had just met and he didn't even knew their name. His eyes followed her shaking hips as long as it was in his sight. He didn't missed out throwing an eye at the other one sitting over there and noticed that they had some chit chat with each other.<br><br>There was another hot chick on the counter taking away his attention as she needed something too. He turned around at the sound of the bell declaring that someone was leaving out. His eyes ran towards the door finding that she was leaving out. Looking around to the table where they were sitting, he noticed that the other one was still there. With a soft smile, he handed over the order to the next girl standing in front of him. Her dress was quite revealing and he didn't missed out at peeking a bit at her cleavages watching the outline of her red lacy bra that she was wearing. "Please don't hesitate to ask for... if you need anything else." He smiled looking at her as she left the counter returning back a soft tender smile to him.<br><br>His eyes ran once again at that table realizing that she was also leaving out of the place. He just kept watching leaving her out of the door leaving the bell rang as an indication of a movement over the door. There were few more males and females that needed his service making him busy with his work. His mind was still busy thinking about them. They were young, hot and filled with the passions of life. There was something very attractive and special about both of them giving him an idea that something else could really come up in future. Of course, he wasn't very sure, if he would be ever able to see them again.<br><br>Looking at his watch, he noticed that the time of his shift was over. Handling the counter over to the next girl, he wanted to retire. "Hi sweetheart, I am glad that you are here. Please take over as I would better take a leave now... of course, I would not have.... as you are here..." He laughed lightly flirting with her, "But, unluckily, we don't get the shifts together." With his words, he turned around and moved on the back of the place getting a changeover.<br><br>He was in a blue denim jeans with a sleeveless body fit t-shirt over his body which was well designed to show off his body and muscles even behind that cloth. The sports shoes on his feet were giving him a very smart and handsome look. Walking over the place of his work, he was standing in the street just looking around with the thoughts about the evening, as he would like to spend for this day. The thoughts of those two girls together were still running in his mind guessing about where they would be and what was going in between them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>29-11-2010, 17:32:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ed waited in the store patiently, flicking through his book and worried he'd upset Elizabeth.<br><br>He watched Elizabeth's slim fingers flicker over the jewelry as Abby tried on the dress, imagining her undressing in the changing cubicle.<br><br>The store was busy: lots of cute girls out shopping for the weekend, some with beleaguered boyfriends or parents in tow.&nbsp; He was excited bout a night dancing with two such beautiful girls: next week seemed a long way away, and his essay could wait another night.&nbsp; "German Philosophy' had seemed like a cool option last year, thought it would help him to get to grips with Freud, but all the Kant... still, Nietzsche in a few weeks and at least the class was small and Dr Jenkins could give them each time.&nbsp; Also helped that she was pretty sexy herself, in that sexy prim European way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 01:28:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth found the perfect accessories to go with Abby and her outfits for the night. They parted ways with Edward after telling him that they would meet up at the outside of the club in around two hours. Once Elizabeth made it back to the apartment, she took a shower and put on perfume on her neck and wrists. The dress she had picked out looked absolutely stunning on her curvy frame. The black dress revealed a little cleavage while it stopped mid thigh. A necklace dangled loosely in between Elizabeth's breasts. Elizabeth curled her hair in light curls and put on her earrings. She applied light make up since she preferred natural beauty. <br><br>The night wind was slightly cold against her legs but the stares she received from males warmed her up a bit as she made her way over to her car. The music from the night club could be heard a few blocks away from the actual building while Hollywood lights lit up the sky to alert all near and far to the hang out. Women and men lined out outside of the door waiting to get in. Elizabeth looked at the people in front of the club trying to see if she could spot Edward as she drove to a parking spot. <br><br>Once parked, Elizabeth refreshed the gloss on her lips before winking at herself in her mirror. She picked up her purse which only had three items in it: her phone, i.d., and mace. Her heels made a sound that demanded all near to look at her dazzling form. She smiled politely at males and females as she looked around for familiar faces. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 06:22:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James had been tired working out the whole day. His steps were taking him to his home. Reaching back, he threw his clothes open on the sofa and walked inside the washroom. Closing his eyes, his hand rotated the knob putting on the shower. He loved the tiny droplets of water falling over his whole nude body. It was making him feel a bit different. He applied a little soap over his body playing with the foam generated. After spending around half an hour enjoying his bath, he moved out of the washroom wrapped in a towel.<br><br>It has been long that he had been out as he needed a little change in his daily routine. Opening up his closet, he picked up a blue denim low waist jeans and a muscular fit t-shirt with white background colorful artistic design in front of it. He also picked his black leather jacket to put over his body as it was a bit cold outside. He put a black thong with its waistline sticking on his body swallowing his big cock under it. It has only a small portion of cloth in it, just enough to cover his cock and a little on his ass. Putting up his jeans, he observed that the waistline of his thong was visible out of it. T-shirt was up on his body with the jacket rolling over it. He left the zip of the jacket opened to let the people watch the artistic design that was imprinted on it.<br><br>Locking the door of his house, he moved out and started walking on the street. There was a nice pub at the other corner of the street which was a regular hangout place for him. Taking some big leaps in his steps, he wanted to reach over as his throat was also drying up and he needed something to gallop under it. His residence was not far off from either this pub nor the place of his work that always made it easy for him to move around as and when he liked. Walking over, he reached at the destination. There was a big flock of young guys and girls all around. Looking around, he entered the pub with the thoughts of those two young and hot girls he had met in the restaurant. He needed someone to have a company around. His eyes were wandering all over to see if he could be successful in spotting some girl who could have been known to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 18:45:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ed went back to his apartment, after the successful shopping trip with Abby and Elizabeth.&nbsp; Clever, pretty girls: soon, every guy on campus will be flocking around them.&nbsp; He felt very lucky to be meeting up with them later.<br><br>Ed pulled his clothes off, exposing his lean, toned body, and began to run a bath.&nbsp; As the steam filled the bathroom, he poured himself a generous shot of Laphroaig and picked up a the novel he was currently reading, Gide's The Immoralist. He lowers himself into the hot water, wincing and groaning as the hot water reddens his skin.&nbsp; He sinks deeper, water covering his body and he leans back, reading and sipping his whisky...<br><br>Time passes and Ed loses himself in his reverie, as the water cools, his mind returns to the forthcoming evening and his body becomes aroused.&nbsp; He get out, rubbing himself down with a coarse white towel and shaving his dark stubble, and, taking his glass and book, moves to his bedroom to dress.<br><br>He pulls on a striped shirt and boxers, struggling to squeeze his semi-erect penis into his shorts, and some dark navy trousers, and a lightweight dark jacket, splashing his Jean Paul Gaultier aftershave over his smooth cheeks.<br><br>Ed took a last swallow of his drink, checked himself in the mirror, combing his hair, before heading out, enjoying the cool night air and heading to Nimmo's.<br><br>As he waited outside the club he saw Elizabeth walk towards him.&nbsp; Wow.&nbsp; His eyes were drawn to the necklace, snaking itself between her beautiful cleavage, he felt himself stiffen as he tore his eyes away from her breasts, worried she'd notice his gaze, to meet her eyes and smile.<br><em>She looked fantastic: the dress showed up her wonderful curves, and the heels made her wiggle and accentuate them further </em><br><br>"Hi Elizabeth: you look wonderful".<br><br>He leans forward for an embrace and a brief peck on the cheek.<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 01:08:05</strong>
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				Abby cut into her furniture budget to pay for the dress. She was wrapped up in the whirlwind of Elizabeth. She wanted to enjoy this amazing coaster ride that was offered to her. Everything was so new and exciting. Her senses were awakening to so many new possibilities that her sleepy little town hadn't offered.<br><br>She grabbed her finds and eventually landed at home to get ready. She entered the empty apartment. She closed the door and closed her eyes. She was happy she had met all the wonderful people today. It helped make the transaction easier. But this momentary quietness made her a little lonely. She went over to a box and opened it. She pulled out her speakers for her music player and attached them and started some tunes as she went to take a long hot shower.<br><br>It felt so good to have the hot water running over her slender body. She ran shampoo through her golden tresses, lathering it. She immersed herself into the shower stream to wash off the soap. She let the water run over her hair and face. She liked having the space to herself. She was always sharing her space with siblings and parents. She turned off the water and grabbed a towel she had unpacked. She wrapped the red towel around her wet skin and opened the bathroom door to let the steam escape so she could see herself in the mirror. <br><br>She worked on herself for a while. She wanted her hair to be just right, she tried a couple styles, an up do, a flowing do. She tried several things until she settled on letting it all flow loosely down her back. She curled her bangs and painted her face with a bright lipstick that would match her dress. She loved the color red, so there were many things in her wardrobe and home that were adorned with this color.<br><br>She put on the new dress. It slipped on like a glove. She felt extremely sexy in it. She was afraid what her mother might think if she saw her in this outfit. She did look a bit like a tart, but why not? She was going to a club. She knew that in this big city that there were others that were going to be a bit more extreme then she. She was curious what Elizabeth was going to look like. She was going to meet her down by the club. <br><br>She finished up with a pair of strappy little heals. They were, you guessed it, red. They were the one sexy thing her mom let her own so openly, and she was going to show them off tonight. They worked perfectly with the red dress.<br><br>She grabbed her purse, locked up and headed out. She met up with Elizabeth and the guy who was with them during the shopping trip. "Hey!" She smiled to the two of them. "So.. " She pulled Elizabeth over to the side. "Your really 21? I'm only 19, will they let me in?" She wasn't aware that this might have been a club that, since it was a university town, hands out little wrist bands to those under age. This was to let those serving drinks know. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 01:26:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth smiled at Edward since she loved attention. She ignored Edward's eyes as the moved lower to her breasts since she had placed it there with that exact intention. Instead she was rather pleased that her plan had worked out. "Well you look rather handsome tonight too," she said as she eyed him up and down. She was a bit shocked when he kissed her on her cheek but she quickly recovered to give him a hug. There was no way for her to avoid her breast pressing gently against his chest as her lovely scent enveloped him like her arms in a friendly hug. She smiled innocently at him before saying, "Thank you for telling Abby and I about this club." <br><br>Elizabeth turned when she heard heels coming towards her. She turned to see Abby approaching her in that dazzling red dress. "You look lovely," Elizabeth said as she licked her lips in exaggeration. "If the dudes here don't eye you up, I must certainly will." She smiled at Abby playfully. Abby did not know that Elizabeth was not playing since Elizabeth liked to play with females from time to time. Males were always Elizabeth priority but females did arouse her at times. Elizabeth shook her head to clear her head of such thoughts since she was not sure if Abby would approve.<br><br>&nbsp;Elizabeth did not resist as Abby pulled her to the side. When she heard Abby's concerns, she did a slight frown. "I think this is a 21 and up club but I have a fake i.d. Don't worry let me handle the security when we up to the door." <em>No man can resists these breast,</em> she thought as she looked over at the door. Sure enough, the security outside was a young stud who looked at the girls like a child in a candy shop. <em>This will be easy,</em> Elizabeth thought as she refreshed her lip gloss on her full lips. Elizabeth took Abby's hand as she moved back over to Edward. "Shall we go in?" she questioned. <br><br>Elizabeth began walking over towards the line to enter the club. She raked her eyes over the people again wondering if that sexy cookie man might be here too. Elizabeth planned to dance all night with any sexy man that she choose. She arched an eyebrow as her eyes found James standing a short distance away. She did not walk over to him since she knew that no man wanted what came willingly to them. They liked to chase. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 04:52:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes met the eyes of that girl who was there in the morning. A smile came over his lips as their eyes met. Her friend was also there but a guy also seemed to be with them. Was she with her bf!! or was he the bf of her friend!! or just a casual friend!! A number of questions ran in his mind. He had already acknowledged her presence by giving her a soft smile. He raised his hands waving at her with his smile broadening up. Walking over, he got close to them. His eyes could not believe what was in front of them. These two girls were so damn gorgeous and hot. His eyes were not able to decide which one to look more as none of them were less than the other and the fact was that, both were giving him strong sensations.<br><br>"Hi... you gorgeous girls. Well, I hope... I am not bothering you. It's a coincidence that we are meeting for the second time in the same day... and that too... accidentally." His eyes were running very smoothly over their bodies one by one. He was trying to feel the skin that was visible out of their clothing. It was a wonderful vision and an amazing feeling. Their breasts were well dressed up to give a boost in their personalities making them look hotter and more desirable as they were in the morning. His eyes could notice that they had done a good waxing carving out their beautiful skins smoother.<br><br>The eyes of James were scanning their each and every curves and loved the way the other one was putting her hairs loose down. It was giving her a very erotic and sensual look apart from the redness that was covering her golden skin hiding the treasures all inside. "It's really so nice to see you here. The owner of this club is a good friend, so don't hesitate for anything." His eyes turned towards the guy who was with him. "I am sorry... if I am in intrusion anyways." He walked towards the guy who was standing at the entrance filtering out the people who could enter and who could not. <br><br>After shaking his hand with a warm smile, he said to her, "Hey buddy... My guests... Special one... ". As he heard those words, he smiled looking at them with a warm greeting and made his hands to move giving them a signal to get inside.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 06:12:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth was pleased when James came over to her. She had to resist the urge to bury her face in the delicious scent coming from his body. Shaking her head to clear her mind of such thoughts, she motioned to Edward before doing introductions. She said a polite thank you to James before turning away from his delicious body. <br><br>Elizabeth smiled at Abby as they were allowed to get in front of the many others who had to wait in line. She pulled Abby next to her and whispered "No evil bracelet for you, my dear." She proceeded to walk in the club with the dignity of an untamed lioness. Her eyes glowed slightly under the club's flashing lights. Elizabeth's eyes were immediately drawn to the cage containing a stripper's pole in the middle of the club. <br><br>Her eyebrows lifted slightly in excitement as a smile came upon her face. "I'm going to go get some drinks," she announced over the music as she made her way to the bar. Alcohol always did wonders for Elizabeth whenever she went to clubs or outings. She always drank enough to make herself feel like a goddess while still being aware of her surroundings. Once Elizabeth she took a few shots to loosen herself up before proceeding to the dance floor. <br><br>It did not take long for males to gravitate her way like a parched man to water in a desert. Smiling seductively, Elizabeth gestured for Abby to come join the mix of male bodies. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:00:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James loved the way her body got closer to her but just for a moment withdrawing it back. He smiled in return, "Have fun and enjoy." He whispered to all of them, "I am James... James Longfield". His eyes moved over all of them introducing himself. He didn't wanted to interfere in between as long as he wasn't felt it comfortable. <br><br>James followed her towards the bar and leaning his elbows on the counter looked at the hot girl serving the alcohols. "Hey buddy... They are my guests... special ones... Their bills goes in my account." He turned towards her, "Don't hesitate as you are my guests. Enjoy the way you like." Turning towards the bar girl, he asked, "I hope you remember what I need." A soft smile ran over his face as she handed over a glass of fine scotch whisky to him. Gulping a little down his throat, his eyes met her eyes once again. "You are my guests... don't forget... Have fun."<br><br>He watched her shaking hips with her full round ass dancing as she walked towards the dance floor inviting her friend to join in. He just loved to watch for the time being. James always liked it slow and sensual and that was the reason he was not in a hurry. He was sitting in the stool watching the crowd tapping their feets with the rocking music and the sensational lights warming up the whole environment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 07:50:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Edward was pleased that James had joined them, and as ever, grateful for his generosity and contacts.&nbsp; The club was livening up nicely.&nbsp; Abby and Elizabeth looked fantastic in their black and red, the dresses clinging seductively to their bodies and their smiles and eyes glowing with excitement and mischief.<br><br>The music was throbbing and Ed enjoyed watching young women gyrating on the floor as he sipped a whisky next to James at the bar.&nbsp; He looked over at Elizabeth: her red lips kissing her glass as she sipped at her shot.&nbsp; &nbsp; The DJ was playing his kind of music: rock, and indie, with a good smattering of english bands.&nbsp; Radiohead's 'Creep' boomed out and Ed could no longer keep in his seat.&nbsp; He popped his glance on to the bar...<br><br>"I can't resist it any longer... any one care to join me?"<br><br>He launches himself on to the dance floor, maneuvering his way into the middle of the dance floor, squeezing past all the nubile bodies.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 11:08:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth was pleased as Edward came onto the dance floor. It was slightly hot in the club so a bit of perspiration glistened at Elizabeth's forehead. She smiled at him and lifted an eyebrow in question before slightly moving in his direction. <br><br>"Would you like to dance?" she asked as she slowly fitted her body to his for a slow song. Her back was to his chest was she slowly gyrated her hips against him. She reached up and placed his hands at her waist. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 11:31:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The eyes of James followed the guy who came with those girls. His eyes were tracing him as he trashed on the dance floor. It didn't took him any time to spot the gorgeous and hot girl in black, the one with whom he had talked a little in the morning. A soft smile ran over his face as he noticed that they were together on the floor. His eyes looked around for her friend but, she seemed to have been mixed somewhere in the crowd.<br><br>His feet were tapping slowly on the base of the bar stool, while he was taking small sips of his drink down his throat. The focus of his eyes was completely on her watching the way she was enjoying the evening. His body was sensitizing slowly with the rocking music getting down his blood along with the alcohol. The whole environment was heating up with the night. The place was filled with young girls and guys all around rubbing their bodies with each other. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 11:42:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth reached over through the crowd to pull Abby away from some lecherous looking man. "Woot, threesome dance," she said playfully as she wrapped her arms around Abby's waist. <br><br>Elizabeth loved being in the middle of Abby and Edward even though it was tempting her far too much. Perhaps the alcohol had loosened her up a bit too much. Elizabeth raked her eyes over the crowd to see where that evil man James had drifted off too. He was probably dancing with three girls by now. Elizabeth's eyes finally found him still sitting at the bar. <br><br><em>Hmm</em>...she thought as she pushed a bit harder into Edward in rhythm with the beat. <em>Does he not like dancing?</em> She lifted an inquisitive eyebrow to him wondering if he was bold enough to come behind Abby? Elizabeth stifled a laugh when she wondered how Abby would react to James sneaking up behind her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>01-12-2010, 11:52:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched each and every action going on the floor. He was not blind to have missed out the invitation that was sent so silently from her. Catching it up at the right time and in the right sense, he galloped the scotch under his throat emptying the glass and putting it back on the counter. Both of the hotties were there and there wouldn't have been a better time than this to jump in.<br><br>Getting up from the stool, he was shaking his hips even while walking towards them. He smiled as his eyes caught her eyes watching at her shaking body and jumping hips, He raised his hand up waving his hips in the rhythm reaching behind the other girl. He could watch her hanging loose hairs waving with her every move along with her skin so clearly visible on the back. She was hot in red.<br><br>He pushed his hips behind her with his both hands reaching along the sides of her waist but only in motion making sure that there was no touch given to her in any form. His eyes looked in the eyes of the first girl with a strong smile spread on his face. His feet were tapping with every beat of the music, the same way his hips and pelvis were stroking behind her body but without any touch.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>02-12-2010, 00:57:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Edward smiled at Elizabeth's question and arched eyebrow and eagerly gave himself over to dancing with her. He savoured Elizabeth's body tight against his own, feeling her hips rub him as she sinuously danced.<br><br>His hands involuntarily drifted down from her waist, over her pert backside and thighs, running the hem of her dress between his fingers, pulling her tighter against him as they danced, his breath hot on her neck.<br><br>Abby and James joined them, all of them lost in the music, writhing together in the heat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 09:46:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Abby was openly embarrassed by Elizabeth's' comment. She blushed a bright red. She really never had the attention like this before so openly. She liked it oddly enough. <br><br>She went into the club and was inundated with so much new stuff. She had actually never been in a club before. Sure she saw them on the tv but to actually be in one was overwhelming. She put on a smile and was going to try to make it look as natural as possible. She didn't want to be too awkward but it came off as a little naive. She managed to pull off the sexy look though.<br><br>She was used to sneaking a beer behind someone's home, that she didn't know what hard liquor tasted like. She never had access to it. Her parents never had any in the house, they were beer drinkers themselves, hence the access to beer. She never could get away with walking into her local bar and asking for a drink either. They all knew her since she was crawling.<br><br>So this was completely a great new experience she wanted to indulge in. She got on the dance floor willingly when Elizabeth coaxed her. She hadn't gotten a drink yet and was acting pretty shy on the dance floor. She smiled at the guys but her had a hard time letting completely loose.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 22:59:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth turned in Edward's arms as the song ended and pecked him on the cheek gently. "Lovely dance," she purred against his lips before moving away from him. Suddenly a slow song came on blaring through the speakers. Elizabeth looked over at the cage in the middle of the floor and knew it was time. She grabbed a drink from a nearby serving girl walking passed and swallowed it down. It burned so good in her throat that her eyes slightly dazed forcing her to blink her eyelids to clear them. <br><br>Elizabeth put the glass in Edward's hand before she slowly made her way to the cage. A smiling woman opened the door for Elizabeth before shutting the cage door behind her. Elizabeth began a slow walk around the cage as her hand reached out to grab the pole in the middle. She could feel all the eyes on her as she began to grind herself against the pole as if it were a living person. Her dress rode up her thighs as her eyes closed while she danced to the music. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 23:10:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Edward savoured the touch of Elizabeth's lips on his cheek, taking her glass without a word.&nbsp; In the slight pause between tracks, his eyes fixed on her beautiful form as she sauntered towards the cage. The music re-started and he had to stop himself gawping like a naive teenager: Elizabeth was grinding and writhing with the cage pole, a vision of sensuality.&nbsp; Edward was aware that the eyes of all the men, and many of the women, in the club were transfixed on her.&nbsp; He watched her dress slide up, enjoying the site of her smooth, muscular thighs, dreaming of running his hands over them.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 23:38:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth felt need come over here as she felt the eyes staring at every part of her body. <em>Maybe I should have never drank that last drink,</em>she thought as her eyes connecting with Edward. He did not look away as her eyes noticed his looking boldly at her dance upon the pole. As the song finished, Elizabeth left the cage feeling slightly elated as the men and women watched her body sway over to Edward. <br><br>"You want this, don't you?" she purred at his ear. Her lips captured his earlobe in her mouth as she gently began to suck. She guided his hands to cup her ass as she moved herself impossibly closer to him. Elizabeth was unconcern with the eyes that might have watched since her entire attention was focused on Edward. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>04-12-2010, 13:05:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Edward groans in pleasure as her teeth tease his earlobes, his hands cupping her ass, pulling her in close to him, sliding her dress up.<br><br>He whispers in Elizabeth's ear: "yes, I want it badly, now".&nbsp; He kisses her long neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 15:36:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James was shaking his hips along the beats of the music. His eyes were following each and every action of those hot girls. One seemed to have been drunk a little more as she had given a good show through the pole dance. The way she was twisting her body against the pole was quite erotic and just the watch of the show was giving him some strong sensations. He enjoyed the show with his eyes on her curving body while his feet on the dance floor.<br><br>His eyes didn't missed out the closeness with which the guy was getting over her. The way they were interacting and getting along was giving him an indication that he was his bf. His eyes were continuously following her and her actions along with her friend. She was giving some nice shakes in her hip as she was dancing right in front of him. Their curvy bodies were giving him some naughty thoughts carrying him towards the imaginations of how that girl and guy would be going along.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 18:00:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth licked Edward's lips as she felt his hands cup her ass. She pulled her lips away from his for a moment as she sway slightly from intoxication. "I think we should go," she said to no one in particular. She searched around for Abby but everything was blurred together. She took a step away from Edward and proceeded to fall as she tripped over her own heel. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 18:06:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As James eyes caught her loosing on her steps, he moved himself very quickly to get close to her. Reaching out his hands, he got hold of her. Her body came bumping on his body as he spread his arms to get her close in his body trying to hold her off from falling. "Ohhh... please... please take care. I think..." He left the rest of his words as he felt his busts gently pressing over his spread arms that were trying to get hold of her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 18:18:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A clear image of James face appeared in front of her face though all around him was blurriness. "What is that divine smell?" she slurred as she moved her head to his neck. Unconsciously rubbing her breast against his chest as she rubbed her nose against his neck. "Hello James," she snag happily as she twirled around in his arms before pulling his to hers. <br><br>"Are you having fun?" her eyes twinkled with mischief as she watched his eyes carefully. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 23:07:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=89355.msg3990163#msg3990163">Quote from: Dancing flower on 08-12-2010, 18:00:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Elizabeth licked Edward's lips as she felt his hands cup her ass. She pulled her lips away from his for a moment as she sway slightly from intoxication. "I think we should go," she said to no one in particular. She searched around for Abby but everything was blurred together. She took a step away from Edward and proceeded to fall as she tripped over her own heel.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Edward reached out a hand to steady Elizabeth as she staggered into James, savouring the taste of her sweet tongue on his lips., enjoying the sight of her twirling in James' arms.<br><br>"Yeah we could move on.... get some drinks and go back to mine?&nbsp; Welcome to join us James: the more the merrier'.&nbsp; Edward winks at James.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 23:31:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth turned and smiled at Edward for his suggestion. "Yes...yes. We should go get drinks at your apartment?" she said as she leaned heavily against James. She held on to Edward's hand as she continuously smelling James' neck.&nbsp; "But where is Abby?" She looked around for Abby but all she saw was blurred faces. <br><br>Spinning out of James arms, she danced to the music as she headed for the door. "I can drive," she yelled as she pulled out her car keys. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 06:34:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The music was a lot for Abby to handle. She saw how Edward and Elizabeth were getting on fabulously. She felt a little odd getting between the two.<br><br>She decided to head over to the bar, with the fake id in her purse, she felt pretty confident in trying a drink. "Ummm. I'll have.. whatever she is having" Pointing to the woman next to her. <br><br>After getting the drink she turned her attention to her new found friend and her newly acquired guys. She took a small sip, the liquid was powerful. It burned as it went down her throat. She tried to keep her composure as she watched her friend.&nbsp; She thought Elizabeth was so amazing how she felt so comfortable in her skin. She wished she had that sort of confidence. <br><br>She saw as the woman pulled out the keys. Had Elizabeth driven there? She started to head towards the girl to make sure she wasn't going to drive in that condition.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 06:46:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Abby darling," Elizabeth cooed as she recognized Abby's face through the fog. She stumbled away from James and Edwards happily. "Where have you been?" she slurred to Abby as she hugged her tightly while placing a sloppy kiss on Abby's cheek. She pulled her face back from Abby's with a huge smile on her face. "Edward and James want to go get drinks at his apartment" she did a little dance while holding on to Abby's hands. "You are coming, aren't you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 07:37:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abby smelled the drinking Elizabeth excesses in. "Wow. Ummm. Ya of course. I wouldn't leave you alone sweaty!" She whispered in the woman's ear. "I won't let anything happen to you okay? I will be our sober one tonight." <br><br>She smiles at the two gentlemen on the dance floor. <br><br>"Are you sure you don't want to just go home? I can drive you." She said close to Elizabeth's ear again. The music was playing loudly so she hoped the woman would be able to hear here over the noise. "I haven't had much to drink at all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 18:36:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey... come on... You don't need to worry about the driving... I will take care of it... as I am more familiar with the streets... the traffic and myself too." He smiled looking at all of them trying to make them relax and not to worry about the driving. The first girl was hitting him completely and he could feel her hot body brushing against his. Her hot breath touched his neck.<br><br>"Control... control please...". He whispered as she hit her again wrapping her hands around her filling her in his chest. He could feel her breasts pressing hard on his chest almost crushing. He felt even her lips touching his neck as she pushed herself deeper in his body. It was a warm sensations feeling and he loved the feeling of it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 19:43:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moving herself back over to Abby , Elizabeth yawned sleepily. "Yea chica, you can drive," she slurred as she handed her keys to Abby. "But lets hang out with the boys for a second before we crash at the apartment." She frowned as her heels started to annoy her; they were much too high for her to walk without stumbling. <br><br>Elizabeth took one wobbly step as she pulled Abby along with her.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 20:23:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Edward helps Abby support Elizabeth as they, together with James,&nbsp; head out of the club into the cool dark night, enjoying the sight of the girls' nipples stiffening against the tight bodices of their dresses as the cold air hits them.&nbsp; <br><br>"My place is very near Abby: you think we can get Elizabeth there on foot?&nbsp; I can walk you back to your car later."<br><br>As they walk, he slides a hand over Abby's pert ass as he nuzzles at Elizabeth's neck "You are a good friend to her Abby, looking out for her.&nbsp; Two beautiful girls like you have to be careful".
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 22:33:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth's hand accidentally grasped Abby's hand as she fumbled to make herself stand up straight. A silly smile came over Elizabeth's face as she cupped Abby's breast slightly since her hand was there. "You have nice breasts," she whispered against Abby's neck. <br><br>She giggled as when she felt Edward's hand against her ass. She turned her face away from Abby's to kiss his face sloppily. "Edward, behave," she playfully chided. Completely unaware of her surroundings, Elizabeth broke into a YMCA dance since the sound mysteriously popped into her brain. "Abby, drive!" she slightly shouted as she looked around for the car. Her hand moved to her stomach after a jolt made her stomach feel a bit weak. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 23:51:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Edward growls at the kiss, sliding his hand round over her thigh and up under Elizabeth's skirt.<br><br>"You do have lovely breasts Abby, Elizabeth is right".<br><br>As they spot the car, Edward slides Elizabeth into the back set, squeezing in next to her.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 00:03:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth gasped slightly in shock as she felt a hand on her thigh. She pushed it away before yawning sleepily. Elizabeth playfully slapped Edward's face. " You're not alloowed to say that. Only I am," Elizabeth said as she looked around for the seat belt. Unable to find the seat belt, she leaned her body against Edwards, her hand resting on his shoulder. She was unaware that her bra was slightly visible to him since her dress had shifted from getting in the car. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 00:45:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Abby wasn't going to let any of them drive. They were not in any shape, they all had been drinking. She liked the suggestion of walking home, but when Elizabeth ignored Edward, she was happy she had the keys. "Well, you will have to guide me Edward. I'm not sure where I am going. Please, James, you don't seem in any shape to drive either, but join us."<br><br>She felt the hand on her ass. How naughty of Edward to play both girls. She was enticed, but this was all very new to her. In her town, the most anyone showed with openness to sexy moves, or rather sex moves, were the animals in the fields. Her eyes got wide with embarrassment when Elizabeth touched her. She had to admit it turned her on, the warm hand, but she knew that Elizabeth was drunk and was very silly. Her face turned a light shade of pink. It turned beet red when Edward so openly admired her breasts as well. <br><br>When everyone got in the car she shoved the keys in the ignition and started up the engine. She took a moment to figure out where everything was before driving off. "Okay, Edward, eyes on the road. I need you to show me where we are going. We are heading to your place? Elizabeth? You don't look so good. You want to go home instead? Or did you feel you were up for more party? Though you don't really look like it." She giggled to herself. Elizabeth sure was a brave woman Abby thought. To let these guys so openly touch you, and you don't even really know their last name or been on a true date.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 02:07:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth distracted Edward from Abby's question as her hand moved low to his crotch. She massaged over him gently while she thought about Abby's question. "We can hang out with the boys for a while before we go home. Many for thirty minutes or so," she suggested to Abby as she purred against Edward's ear. <br><br>Elizabeth looked up at James who was in the front seat with Abby. "James has shotgun," she giggled as she situated herself in her seat taking her hand away from Edward's crouch. She felt slightly aroused but sick at the same time. The car was moving slowly but she felt like they were moving at the speed of lighting. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 07:16:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James turned his head around throwing his eyes at the deep cleavage that was showing up her big mounds of treasures on her breast. A soft smile touched his lips and commented back, "You girls need not worry about my shotgun... It is still inside and packed... and&nbsp; you both...", He blinked his eyes turning his head towards Abby, "Need a lot to get my gun SHOT." A big laugh was accompanied with his words. He loved teasing them and he knew that he was in his complete senses. He wasn't a novice as they were and was feeling a bit funny the way they were behaving after having just a few drinks.<br><br>Moving his right hand, he rolled it over the bare thighs of Abby, who was sitting next to him on the driving seat. "You know... I am in full senses to drive..." Pausing more a moment, he raised his right eyebrow, making a narrow motion with his lips, "Not only the car... but... You know what I mean." He was smiling as his fingers were slowly tracing her soft warm skin on her thigh. The palm also touched and he slided it gliding very lightly to feel her. His eyes were looking at her mounds of breasts so clearly visible from the sides giving out its full shape.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 09:32:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Abby felt very uncomfortable with the man's hand on her thigh, let alone the roaming it seemed to have done. She was sure that he was drunk. Who say's those kind of things to a practical stranger? Her muscles tensed up and she gripped tighter on the steering wheel.<br><br>"Are you sure your not drunk? I swear I saw you drinking in there. I mean, where I come from, we don't tolerate drunk driving. My friends older sister died by some stupid drunk barreling through our little town." She wasn't sure exactly what to do or say that wouldn't turn these guys mean towards her. She wasn't sure how drunk they really were. She thought she was the only sober person in the car. <br><br>She pressed her lips together and tried to focus on the driving. She looked at Elizabeth in the rear view mirror. Abby hoped she hadn't passed out in the back seat, she needed some guidance on how to deal with this situation she had stumbled into. "Elizabeth, you look awful, you sure you don't want to just drop the guys off and go home?" Her voice tried to hide the nervousness that wracked her body.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 13:56:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Edward turns into Elizabeth, savouring the feel of her firm body pressed against his as he answers Abby.<br><br>"My place is fine Abby: first left at the lights, and then pull up about 200 yards down".<br><br>He kisses Elizabeth's neck, looking at her cleavage, enjoying the sight of her bra barely containing her breasts.&nbsp; He rests his hand over hers as she massages his crotch, his large cock stiffening quickly under her expert touch.<br><br>"Getting me excited hon..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 21:04:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just a few minutes of hanging out with them Abby," Elizabeth said slowly as she looked over at Edward. Elizabeth smiled at Edward's words. Her eyes focused on him sleepily as she watched his eyes move from her eyes to her breast. "Would you like a closer look," she cooed to him while a mischievous smile came on her face.&nbsp; <br><br>A tinge of excitement and devilry ran throw her as she pulled him over to her. Her tongue licked at his lips playfully before biting his lower lip. Ignoring the others in the car, she placed his hand on her breast and squeeze while smiling up at him. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>10-12-2010, 21:43:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Edward savours the kiss, his tongue darting into her mouth whilst his hand squeezes the curve of her breast, fingers pulling back the dress.<br><br>The other hand on the back of her neck, stroking her neck.<br><br>"feels very good baby".
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 06:28:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I had taken a few drinks... But... I am not drunk at all." James pulled back his hands feeling the insupportableness that she showed in her behavior. He looked at her and then out of the windshield on the road. "There is a difference in drinking and getting drunk." A soft smile was spread over his face as he said those words to her. "I am really sorry to hear about your sister. May God Bless her soul in peace. Even I never mix drinking with driving." He was in his complete senses and his straight firm voice was more than enough to prove that he wasn't even close to the state of drunk.<br><br>During the short conversation, he realized that the girl on the back seat was Elizabeth and the one who was driving was Abby. He heard the compliment that Abby gave to Elizabeth and smiled. Turning his heard towards Abby, he said, "It is not only Eli but you are nothing less." In order to confirm with his words, he turned his head to have a look at Elizabeth.<br><br>His eyes were kind of astonished what he saw there. Both of them were getting into action with each other even when they were in the moving car. The sight of that intimate scene was quite arousing to him. He felt his hardness growing in his pants. He gave out a little laugh, "Ohhh... I am really sorry to turn my head back... You please keep going..." Winking his right eye, he said, "In case of any trouble or if you need any help... Please don't hesitate to ask me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 07:55:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Abby felt a little bad that she snapped at James, but she was in an uncomfortable situation. She wasn't used to things going so fast. She felt a little more settled when he removed his hand away. He seemed like a reasonable enough guy. But she knew he wished he was in the back seat. She didn't blame him. She knew she was such a party downer.<br><br>"I'm just sensitive about the drinking and driving." She turned left at the next light and started to pull over at the side of the street. "From where I come from, we consider one drink to be in violation of drinking and driving." She didn't want to get into that argument so she quickly changed the topic. " So anyways. Do you go to school around here? I am going to go to the college down the street. Casper University? Or do you just work at the heavenly cookie shop?"<br><br>She pulled the car in front of Edward's building. She waited for James to answer her before she shut the engine off. <br><br>"Okay, folks... " She said towards the back, but feared to look. "Elizabeth? We are at Edwards."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 08:59:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth pushed Edward away from her body as she felt the car come to a stop. "Yay," she said happily and began to hop out the car only to nearly crumble from miscalculation. She held on to the car and gave Abby a look that said she was fine. <br><br>She looked at Edward expecting him to lead the way to the apartment. "James carry me. I really do not feel like walking another step," she complained as she walked over to him slowly. Trusting him not to drop her, Elizabeth lead her body onto him as she waited to be picked up. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 09:20:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Edward helps Elizabeth up and guides the group into his block and into his sumptuous apartment.<br>He looks a little embarrassed at first: " I know... better than most students right?&nbsp; Mom and Dad didn't want me to rough it ...."<br>The lights reveal a large sitting room, with two large leather sofas, a chaise longe, and a couple of armchairs, with a low coffee table overloaded with expensive looking books, the smell of whisky, coffee, and expensive aftershave still lingering in the room,<br><br>Edward flicks some switches and the lights dim and the music starts, Stereolab subtly filling the room Stereolab - French Disko (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IH3aQJj119Y&amp;feature=more_related#)<br><br>"Drinks for anyone? Wine, beer, vodka, whisky?&nbsp; I can get you a cab back Abby..."<br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 15:17:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth giggled at Edward. "Abby stays Romeo," she said as she slide down James chest. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 15:44:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James felt the sudden drop of Elizabeth on his chest. Her breasts were completely ruffled against his chest and he was quick enough to roll out his hands to catch her from falling down. Their bodies hit each other closely and a shiver ran in his body to feel her mounds of breast crushing against his chest. He could feel her hot breath striking on his neck as she clinged on to his body. "Easy... easy... go easy... dear. You might hurt yourself like this." He said those words very softly with a smile spread over his lips.<br><br>Wrapping his arms around her, he was giving full support to her body. Wrapping her arms around her, he was walking slowly carrying her weight on his shoulders towards the sofa. While walking, he could feel her body crushing against his body giving him soft sensations all in his body. Her lips were touching along his neck with feathery brushes, which were nice to feel.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 17:05:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=89355.msg4001412#msg4001412">Quote from: Dancing flower on 11-12-2010, 15:17:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Elizabeth giggled at Edward. "Abby stays Romeo," she said as she slide down James chest.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Of course, I meant that she could have a drink here, and get a cab back with you.&nbsp; Great you are here Abby."<br><br>Edward looks over Abby's shapely form, admiring the curve of her figure in the red dress.<br><br>"What are you two girls studying anyway?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 17:18:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James had carried Elizabeth to the sofa and was sitting along with her. He helped her to put her head back on the back of sofa with his arms sliding behind her nape. Her whole body was almost crushing over him and he was trying to make her feel comfortable holding her close in his arms.<br><br>At the words of Edward, he remembered a few questions that were asked by Abby while they were in the car. He had missed it in between. Raising his head up towards Abby, he looked at her. His eyes rolled over her curves looking at her full body with the kind of exposure of her body she was having in her short tight dress. "Well... Abby... I had just forgotten to answer you. "That cookie shop is nothing more than a time pass. Actually, I am a research scholar in the University. I am working on my thesis and my topic is to study the behavior of human beings under the stress and as you know... Stress exists in different forms." He smiled teasing her as he knew that she had been stressed a little couple of minutes back.<br><br>His hands rolled over the other side of Elizabeth supporting her head sliding on his shoulder. His fingers had crossed her shoulder from the back with his fingers gently brushing her bare arms very gently.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 19:29:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As James settles Elizabeth down and chats with Abby, Edward makes some drinks.<br><br><em>James is an impressive man: connections, money, a business, but also an academic </em> he thinks to himself.<br><br>"James: you like your whisky... Islay malt - straight or with ice?&nbsp; Girls?&nbsp; I do have white wine but don't want to be sexist...&nbsp; shall I call out for some sushi?"<br><br>Edward's i-pod shuffles on, playing some Belle and Sebastian.&nbsp; He looks over at Elizabeth, her beautiful figure lying on the couch and remembers the firm warm touch of her breast and the fire of her lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 20:11:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't think I should drink anymore," Elizabeth said softly as she nuzzled her head against James shoulder. She looks up to connect her eyes with Edward. She could feel his desire for her from a distance. She smiles at him before closing her eyes sleepily as she listens to the music soothe her intoxicated mind. <br><br>"I'm jealous of your apartment..you should give us a tour," she suggests as she moves to sit on James lap. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 20:45:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Edward laughs.&nbsp; <br>"No problem: you look kind of comfortable there, Abby want to look?" and he winks at Elizabeth.<br>"What sort of studies do you carry out James?&nbsp; I'm studying psychology and philosophy so know a bit about cortisol".<br>Edward drinks from his heavy crystal glass, admiring both Elizabeth and Abby, enjoying the evening.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 22:49:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She watches as James leaves the car to help Elizabeth with out answering her back. She tried to play nice, but she wasn't sure what he was only seemingly after. But then again, Elizabeth was a force not to be ignored.<br><br>As she walks into the apartment she is amazed by the wealth she see's around her. Her quizzical thoughts are addressed as Edward answers about his parents. So his parents are rich? How thoughtful though of his parents. She liked that it seemed they got along. She got along with her parents. She had a hole burning through her bank account with the money her parents gave her to get through the next couple months. She hoped she didn't get too tempted to buy more dresses. The one she had on was already expensive enough.<br><br>Abby goes around the room to figure out Edward a little bit. You can learn a lot from a person with the way they set up their home. She lingers by the bookshelf. She understood what Edward was driving at. She smiles. "Of course... I understood." She turns back to the books half paying attention to the others in the room, and half trying to read titles of more advanced thought. He seemed like an intellectual? Not something she seemed to excel at, she bet he would find her boring after the first conversation. But she was willing to give it an effort. She was snapped out of her thoughts as she heard Edward ask. "Me? I'm into drama really, I mean, the stage stuff. But my parents want me to learn something more substantial. Something that will pay my bills. I haven't exactly figured it out. I was planning, since I am a freshman, to get some of my core classes out of the way."<br><br>She heard James address her. She smiled that he remembered her question at last. She felt happy that she wasn't the lamp in the room, but someone that they were interested in talking to. She didn't make herself as available as Elizabeth did, and she knew that normally turned guys off. But she couldn't help it. She was out of her comfort zone. Out of her usual depths that she was used to playing around in. She listened to his words. She had to give out a small embarrassed laugh. Her stress was that noticeable huh? "I guess I would make a good test subject huh? WoW.. That seems like pretty deep stuff you work on." <br><br>She addressed Edward. "To be a bit low brow for the room, I would like a beer if you wouldn't mind. I know it's not very lady like, but..." She trailed off feeling a little weird being so forward. But that is who she was. A beer drinking country bumpkin stuffed into a city outfit. She could try to play the part, but it would have been unconvincing. <br><br>She was happy when Edward went on with more thoughts. She wasn't sure what to make of Edward quite yet, should she allow him to show her around, she had never been in something this glamorous before and she did want to look. She was curious how he had decorated the place. "Well. okay, that sounds fun." She tried to sound casual about it. She watched how Elizabeth and James were making themselves friendly on the couch, they might have enjoyed some privacy.<br><br>So Edward was a bit of a scholar himself. She wondered what Elizabeth was going to study or had been studying. She felt so stupid now that she mentioned her love for drama. She should have lied and talked about how she was going to study philosophy or something. That sounded so intriguing. With the brain stuff and how people act.<br><br>She slowly walked towards the kitchen to be offered that beer. She had grabbed a random book of the shelf to stare at. She put it down on the counter by the kitchen and absentmindedly flipped through the pages. Abby, at this point, really wanted a cold one. Something to take the edge off. She hoped Edward knew how to chill beer properly. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>11-12-2010, 23:11:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Edward smiled at Abby's request. "Nothing beats a cool beer Abby!" and passes her an ice cold bottle of Staropramen and notices her admiring his book collection.<br><br>"Great to hear you are interested in drama Abby: must be a very confident person and at one with your body.&nbsp; I'm very envious and much too shy to act myself!&nbsp; I love going to the theatre though... adore Beckett.&nbsp; See you picked up some Heidegger?&nbsp; He, like lots of other philosophers, saw the importance of poetry and tragedy to helping understand the human condition.&nbsp; You are a very interesting younglady Abby"<br>He grins at her, leans back and smiles at her, taking her all in.<br><br>He begins the tour of the apartment, showing her first a small, spotlessly clean kitchen area, complete with a large array of pans, cooking books, and hob, before moving on to his study, with his MacBook docked into his desktop, shelves more of books, and piles of papers on thefloor and desk.&nbsp; He then opens the door and shows Abby an amazingly large bathroom/showroom - a large black and white tiled room, with an antique claw-footed bath in the centre of the room, and shower nozzles jutting out from all over the walls.<br>"Hot baths and showers are one of my vices I'm afraid" says Edward apologetically.<br><br>Lastly, they come to the bedroom.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 00:09:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at the beer offered. "Wow, Foreign beer from outta states. You a beer connoisseur? I tend to drink the Budweiser and stuff. Maybe some nice micro-brews like Red hook or Pyramid. Whatever I can pick up in my daddy's fridge." There she went being all flappy with her mouth. She just started to feel more comfortable and she hated pretenses. <br><br>She looked down at the book she was flipping through. Shit. He must think that she is some scholar at drama. She only would go to the theatre every Friday, and by theatre she meant the little one screen movie house, more like a little room, that the town had for ages. It was like a second home to her. Where she could live other lives, dare to dream things she never would be allowed to live. She loved watching movies, especially the romantic chick flicks where a Hugh Grant or Julia Roberts would come together only to find themselves in love by the end. She tried to process the words. Beckett? Wasn't he some tennis pro? She didn't want to betray herself, though a moment earlier she was not going to play such games. "Yes.. Of course.. Beckett. Very accomplished... person." She managed to stutter out.<br><br>She lets Edward distract himself with the tour. Maybe he won't see through to her simpleness. She really felt out of her league here. She was going to college, what did she expect? Everyone being as simple as her? She, never in her life, thought of herself as simple before. She prided herself as being one of the far more 'cultured' people in her group. While the guys in her town were about beer, guns and trucks, she wanted more. Now she got more, and she had to figure out how to keep it with out turning them off.<br><br>She was awed by the various rooms he possessed. She had a simple one bedroom apartment. She looked at the cookbooks. She knew how to make some mean dishes if given the opportunity. Maybe she could impress them with her down home cooking. She knew of no character on the silver screen that didn't like a home cooked meal, especially those rich guys that never get home cooked meals. She held out hope. <br><br>She continued to be in awe of the study. Real work was taking place there. Real thoughts and feelings. Great ideas were being born in that room, she could feel it. This must be what it is like to glimpse into the minds of those really smart people and it really invigorated her. <br><br>She took a long drag of her beer as he led her to the next room. The bathroom. Her jaw about hit the floor when she saw the claw foot tub. Her grandmother's home had one of these. It was so large that you could fit several people in them. She knew that, though through innocent enough means. She loved bathtubs that you could really drown in, not that she would humor the idea. <br><br>She put her beer on the counter as she took a step in, the child like look on her face as she was not done being in awe of what he showed her. She was amazed that people lived like this in real life. She had secretly hoped she would meet someone like this. It fulfilled her movie desires. She turned to him and smiled. "This is just amazing..." <br><br>She let him lead her to the bedroom. She stood in wonderment of how big this room would be. How it would be decorated. The whole place really had a personal touch. "Did you have someone decorate your place or is this something that you did yourself?" She asked before he opened the door to the bedroom.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 06:01:14</strong>
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				James folded his arms around Elizabeth as she slided herself on his lap. Their bodies were in close contact and the heat was rising. He was trying to concentrate on the conversation that was going in the room. He had only nodded with a smile to Abby about her comment of being a good subject. He thanked Edward for the drink he had offered with ice. He was still much far away from getting drunk as he had a good appetite for the alcohol. His fingers were running gently on the arms of Elizabeth while he was enjoying her ass placed on his thighs. Her breasts stuffing in his chest.<br><br>He smiled at the words of Abby as she was sounding quite interesting. For the question that was asked by Edward, he answered, "Well... Edward... Actually... I am a software engineer as I have done by bachelors in computer engineering. I tried to put psychology in my stream as well which could help to study the behavior patterns of the humans. Actually, I am working on Artificial Intelligence... trying to develop the machines which could show up some form of intelligence in their behavior." His eyes were switching between the two hot bodies of the females which were present in the room.<br><br>As Abby and Edward made their way to the other part of the house, his attention turned back to Elizabeth and he brought his lips closer to her lips. Her breath carried the sweet smell of alcohol and he could feel the heat in her breathing. There lips were very close to each other which were tempting him highly but he was not one of those guys who would just jump up. He always liked it slow and sensuous and it made him more sense to get comfortable mentally before getting closer in physical proximity. He whispered to her, "Are you feeling Ok now? If you like... we could join them as you might also be interested to look inside this house." The body smell of Elizabeth was entering his nostrils that was making him feel the exotic perfume that she has used. Everything was so tempting, two girls around and his mind was running on some naughty thoughts imagining the way he could be sandwiched in between both of them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 06:11:06</strong>
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				A soft moan came from her lips as she kissed James softly. Her eyes glowed with interest as her hands caressed over his face. Elizabeth felt herself blush slightly at the concern in James voice. "Yes, I think I am feeling slightly better now. It's just better if I do not move around much since it makes me dizzy," she answered as she watched him curiously. The thought of leaving his lap right now did not settle well with her. "I think we should let Edward and Abby chat a bit more by themselves. Plus I want to stay with you," she said as she watched him carefully. <br><br>Elizabeth was sure that there would be plenty of time to see Edward's apartment at another time. She was not really in the mood for polite pleasantries. Right now, she was purely satisfied with talking with James. The music was relaxing as it seemed to stroke over her body gently. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 06:26:56</strong>
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				"I am glad to know and feel that you are comfortable." James smiled looking in her eyes after their lips had brushed each other's so softly. He himself was feeling so comfortable in his lap so close to her. "I am happy that you want to spend some time with me." Taking out his tongue, he touched the right corner of her lips slowly trailing it over the outline of her upper lips. He loved her taste which was expressed in form of a soft moan getting out of her throat. Their hot breaths were striking against each other.<br><br>His hand was behind her and it started rolling to find her bare skin to touch and feel. The tips of his fingers got what it wanted. The skin on her back which was not covered under the cloth was under the touch of his fingers. He was brushing it very softly as his tongue tip continued trailing along the outlines of her lips completing the full circle. "You are so tasty Eli...mmmm..." Her breasts were felt more strongly filling in his chest as their bodies clasped deeper in each other.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 06:50:13</strong>
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				Elizabeth groaned softly as his hands caressed her back. Her eyes closed as she basked in his attention. Her lips moved so that their mouths could be together once more. She loved the way he tasted in her mouth. His taste made her crave more of him than just his lips. She shifted on his lap, rubbing herself on his crotch. Uncaring if Abby or Edward returned from their exploration of his apartment. "You tease me," she mumbled as she pulled his lips away from hers. Her eyes opened to reveal her desire for him. "I do not like men who tease."<br><br>She slide away from his lap, sitting next to him. She slipped off her heels which had been hurting her feet from walking in them all night. Smiling over at him, Elizabeth massaged away the stiffness in her legs before propping them onto of his lap. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 07:33:30</strong>
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				A smile came on his lips. Looking at her legs as she raised it up over his lap, he noticed the waxed smooth skin tempting his desires. "Teasing is one of the greatest arts... and if... done well... It could carry to such heights that you could not even imagine." Blinking his both eyes together, both of his hands came over her legs. "Don't worry... You will learn it slowly... and you will love it."<br><br>His finger tips were trailing on her legs feeling the smooth warm skin with a feathery touch of the finger tips. Soft brushes and strokes of his fingers started dancing gliding up and down and circling in all the possible directions running it slowly. Leaning his body down, taking out his tongue, he touched the tip of her toe, licking it very seductively. The tongue was twisting and licking filling in the sac between the toe and finger without stopping the touch of his fingers tips on the other parts of her legs. His hot breath was getting spread all over her toe and fingers as his tongue started exploring her foot sensually.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 08:05:47</strong>
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				His sensual voice slide over her like melted sin in a bottle. She was tempted to do anything to keep him talking to her, his voice simulated erotic thoughts in her mind that she knew he would be more than willing to perform. Elizabeth smiled as she felt his hands move over her feet. She loved having her feet massaged since it allowed her the comfort of being pampered. She closed her eyes in pure relaxation, trusting James to be gentle with her feet. She normally would not permit anyone to mess with her perfect toes but the alcohol had relaxed her guard. The feeling of something wet against her toes caused her nose to wrinkle in displeasure. <br><br>She opened her eyes to see his tongue on her precious toe, a shiver rain through her body as goosebumps covered her arms. She pulled her toe from his mouth as a scream of dismay echoed throughout the apartment. The sudden movement caused her resting stomach to flip unpleasantly. Her hand flew to her mouth as she jumped from the couch and ran to the bathroom to spew her guts into the toilet.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 09:18:34</strong>
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				Pulling himself back from her, he looked at her running to the bathroom. James ran behind her to the bathroom. She bent over the toilet splitting out the alcohol that has been there in her body. One of his hands slided around her waist holding her to support her and the other hand was patting on her back with soft brushes to make her feel better while she was vomitting out.<br><br>"Don't worry, that would make you feel better. Let it go whatever was extra." He said to her helping her to vomit. "You should not drink this much, if it spoils the things. Drinks must always be within the limits, so that, we could enjoy and have the pleasure in the state... not to spoil it in anyways."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 12:04:34</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=89355.msg4002704#msg4002704">Quote from: chipmunck on 12-12-2010, 00:09:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She looked at the beer offered. "Wow, Foreign beer from outta states. You a beer connoisseur? I tend to drink the Budweiser and stuff. Maybe some nice micro-brews like Red hook or Pyramid. Whatever I can pick up in my daddy's fridge." There she went being all flappy with her mouth. She just started to feel more comfortable and she hated pretenses. <br><br>She looked down at the book she was flipping through. Shit. He must think that she is some scholar at drama. She only would go to the theatre every Friday, and by theatre she meant the little one screen movie house, more like a little room, that the town had for ages. It was like a second home to her. Where she could live other lives, dare to dream things she never would be allowed to live. She loved watching movies, especially the romantic chick flicks where a Hugh Grant or Julia Roberts would come together only to find themselves in love by the end. She tried to process the words. Beckett? Wasn't he some tennis pro? She didn't want to betray herself, though a moment earlier she was not going to play such games. "Yes.. Of course.. Beckett. Very accomplished... person." She managed to stutter out.<br><br>She lets Edward distract himself with the tour. Maybe he won't see through to her simpleness. She really felt out of her league here. She was going to college, what did she expect? Everyone being as simple as her? She, never in her life, thought of herself as simple before. She prided herself as being one of the far more 'cultured' people in her group. While the guys in her town were about beer, guns and trucks, she wanted more. Now she got more, and she had to figure out how to keep it with out turning them off.<br><br>She was awed by the various rooms he possessed. She had a simple one bedroom apartment. She looked at the cookbooks. She knew how to make some mean dishes if given the opportunity. Maybe she could impress them with her down home cooking. She knew of no character on the silver screen that didn't like a home cooked meal, especially those rich guys that never get home cooked meals. She held out hope. <br><br>She continued to be in awe of the study. Real work was taking place there. Real thoughts and feelings. Great ideas were being born in that room, she could feel it. This must be what it is like to glimpse into the minds of those really smart people and it really invigorated her. <br><br>She took a long drag of her beer as he led her to the next room. The bathroom. Her jaw about hit the floor when she saw the claw foot tub. Her grandmother's home had one of these. It was so large that you could fit several people in them. She knew that, though through innocent enough means. She loved bathtubs that you could really drown in, not that she would humor the idea. <br><br>She put her beer on the counter as she took a step in, the child like look on her face as she was not done being in awe of what he showed her. She was amazed that people lived like this in real life. She had secretly hoped she would meet someone like this. It fulfilled her movie desires. She turned to him and smiled. "This is just amazing..." <br><br>She let him lead her to the bedroom. She stood in wonderment of how big this room would be. How it would be decorated. The whole place really had a personal touch. "Did you have someone decorate your place or is this something that you did yourself?" She asked before he opened the door to the bedroom.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"You are a very interesting young lady Abby: straightforward, yet interested in new ideas.&nbsp; I feel very happy to meet someone wothout the burnt put nerdishness of the girls I usually meet..."<br><br>As he opens the door, he again admires how the red dress shows off her hips, the curves of her breasts, and ger elegant neck, desiring to pull the skirt up over thighs and massage her ass, yet aware of the inappropriateness of being so forward.<br><br>"Very kind of you to ask if I had someone decorate the place.... I don't think its terribly accomplished and I'm sure I woman with a good eye could do better than me!"&nbsp; he chuckles.<br>"I just did the flat how I like it".<br><br>He opens the bedroom door, showing a large king size bed, with ambient uplifting wall lights, books next to the bed, and an expensive stereo and digital radio.&nbsp; There is a large wardrobe, half open, showing a glimpse of a rack of expensive suits, jackets, and neck ties.&nbsp; Another antique chaise longe is in the room, with a reading chair, and an i-pad cast nonchalantly on the bed cover.&nbsp; <br><br>"Sorry its a bit messy.... bachelor pad you know... could do with a woman's touch.."<br><br>He is glad Abby is enjoying the beer, watching her lips fasten on the bottle as she swallows the Czech beer.<br><br>"Should we join the others or shall we chill out here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 02:00:24</strong>
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				Abby giggled at Edward's comment. She was getting a slight buzz from the beer. It really was interesting tasting. She could get used to this sophistication, though she didn't want to get ruined on her lesser beer. She thought him charming for being so nice. She was anything but interesting she thought. How could she be when she had to compete with all those brainy women. <em>I guess you can't eat prime rib every night right? </em>She laughed to herself at that thought.<br><br>"Well, you have pretty decent taste, at least you don't have sports plastered all over your walls like a lot of the guys I know. I swear, when it's football season, or really any sport season, it's the colors of the day. It can get a bit overwhelming, though I don't mind going to an occasional football game though." She looked around the room first before stepping in.<br><br>She walked over to the wardrobe and ran her fingers over the expensive suits. <em>Have I stepped into some sort of movie?</em> She admired the feel of the expensive cloth that each was fashioned out of. She took an admiring to a blue and red striped tie that felt extremely silky between her fingers. She closed her eyes for a moment letting the wash of the buzz fill her body. She was still in her right mind, but she loved the little bits of dizzy she got. Like twirling in the summer grass a couple times till your head started spinning a little. <br><br>"It's fine, you were most likely not expecting company tonight. I won't hold it against you." She sat down on the lounge not wanting to disturb anything or break anything in this room. She looked up at Edward with a smile. "I don't know. I think they are getting it on out there... what are you reading.." Then she heard some noise coming down the hall and then the inevitable throwing up. It was nasty sounding so it gave Abby a quick pause before she jumped up. "We should check what is going on." Her eyes filled with concern and worry. "ELIZABETH YOU OK?" she raised her voice to be heard as she headed towards the bedroom door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 02:16:17</strong>
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				Elizabeth closed her eyes as she felt a throbbing headache coming over her. The feeling of a hand against her back felt pleasant but the words did not. "I did not plan to get intoxicated," she scolded James before opening her mouth to let another bit of throw up to roll out of her mouth. Thankfully, her aim was excellent so nothing spilled on Edward's lovely floors or rugs. She groaned in pain as she hand felt her stomach trying to stop it from twisting painfully. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment as she wiped her mouth. She flushed the toilet as she rose to her feet, ignoring the weird looks she was probably receiving from the others. Her eyes did not connect with anyone as she took a deep breath to try to clear her mind. <br><br>"I'm so sorry," she whispered as she began to stumble towards the door. Elizabeth shook her head in frustration as she moved over to the couch to pick up her shoes. She did not bother to put them on since she knew that she could not walk in them. "Abby if you want to stay I understand....I know you and were having a grand time but I am going to need my keys. In fact, I think its best if we both left. We can meet up the guys either when school starts back up or sometime tomorrow." Elizabeth ruffled her hair out her face as she finally looked up to see if Abby was ready to go. <br><br>"Thank you James and Edward for showing...a wonderful time but its time for me to go shower and wash this scent off of me," Elizabeth said as she looked at Edward's apartment. "Maybe when I'm sober I can come over here to actual see your apartment since my eyes are too blurry to make out small details." She said as she put her hand on the door to leave. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 07:50:28</strong>
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				James watched her spitting out in the bathroom as he was just behind her to support and help her. He could feel the kind of uneasiness she was feeling with the vomiting. With those sounds of her vomiting, Edward and Abby were also drawn to it. "Don't worry, everything would be fine."<br><br>Looking at the door, he observed that they were about to leave. Moving towards them, he said, "If you don't mind, we could come over to drop you to your apartment. You should not go alone. We will come along with you." He tried to comfort them with his words trying to help them out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 00:52:41</strong>
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				Edward follows Abby back into the living room.<br><br>"Of course Elizabeth, please head off if feel unwell.&nbsp; Shall I walk you both to your car?&nbsp; Are you okay to drive Abby or shall I call you a cab?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 05:32:59</strong>
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				Abby went over to Elizabeth. "Hey, ya, lets head home. " She turned to Edward. "I am going to leave the car here, it seems we live close to each other. I'll get it in the morning." <br><br>She felt back about the evening. It seemed a bunch of things were going wrong. She was going to be impressed if these guys were still willing to talk to them after that evening. "If you guys don't mind walking us back.. Elizabeth, can you even walk? The fresh air might help actually." She grabbed anything that was left behind and waited for everyone at the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 09:56:59</strong>
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				Edward slips on a light jacket, and holding open the door for James, Elizabeth, and Abby they head out into the night.<br><br>"Think this is a good move Abby: the walk may clear Elizabeth's head. It was great to meet you both: not had such a great dance for a long time!"<br><br>As they walk, Edward keeps close to Abby, continuing to discuss her interest in theatre, impressed by her earnestness and lack of artifice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 11:34:47</strong>
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				"The evening passed on so quickly today." James was walking along all of them on the streets with the thoughts of the evenings and the meeting of three new people. Of course, he wasn't very sure about what was coming next on their way. His ears were listening to the conversation that was happening while they were walking but he was keeping himself silent, just to understand the things better.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 16:08:55</strong>
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				How embarrassing, Elizabeth thought. The walk of shame back to her apartment. After hurling into Edward's poor toilet, her mind felt much clearer and she could walk without feeling like she was on the moon. Elizabeth decided it would be best if she did not speak during the walk home so that she would not further shame herself. Hot water running down her body to cleanse away the night is all that she wanted. The night did not go exactly as she had planned but at least she had a bit of fun. She smiled at the thought of dancing in the cage which was something she would not do if she were sober. In the morning, she would jog over to get her car before going to pick up some things before the first day of school. <br><br>Elizabeth looked down at her feet as the padded over the cold sidewalk, her shoes dangling in her hand. She was more than pleased when she saw their apartment come into view. She glanced out the corner of her eye at Edward and James as the engaged in pleasant talking with Abby. Dear God, she had made out with both of them. Her faced flushed as she turned her eyes back to the ground. Her eyebrows arched in amusement as it dawned on her how tangled the web she had gotten herself. Once they stood in front of the apartment, Elizabeth watched Abby say her good byes to both males. Elizabeth gave an earnest wave and smile before she hurriedly made her way to the stairs. "Thanks Abby," she whispered before she made her getaway. This dress needs to come off, she thought as she put her keys in the door. She turned on the lights before putting on some music as she threw her shoes to the floor. The sound of the shower filled her apartment in a matter of minutes. Minty toothpaste filled her mouth as she walked over to her window to see if Edward and James were still visible. Both of them were attractive males.She knew little tidbits of information about each one from listening to their conversations as the night progressed. Elizabeth watched to make sure that Abby made it safely into the apartment before she moved away from the window. <br><br>After a long shower and endless amounts of scrubbing, Elizabeth felt clean and smelled like a fresh morning of spring. Her eyebrows arched at her foggy image in the mirror. Her hair was wet and needed to be groomed. She decided that it could wait until the morning. <em>I did not even get their number...</em>, she remembered sadly. It dawned on her that they might not want to associate with her after tonight. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>15-12-2010, 06:27:36</strong>
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				After bidding good bye to all of them and making sure that the girls had made their ways to home safely, he turned around walking over the streets heading to his home. It was a nice evening and whatever happened was nothing much to be worried about. He was glad to make acquaintances with two lovely girls in a single day and both were sounding quite promising with a difference in their approaches individually.<br><br>Lost in their thoughts, the distance was covered and he was standing in front of his home. Unlocking the door, he entered inside throwing off his clothes out of the body. There was a need of a shower to take off the tiredness that was trying to get over him. His nude body was under the shower feeling the tiny droplets of water pinching his whole body. It was so relaxing.<br><br>Finishing off with the shower, he came out in a bathrobe and headed towards his bedroom. His hairs still wet sticking to his scalp but he liked the feel of the water on his head. Lying over the bed, he picked up a book going through some important topic as there was some new assignment on his way from the next day and he didn't wanted to make any bad impression at any cost.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 17:04:56</strong>
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				Abby walked next to Edward to continued the conversation. He was so smart. She felt dumber by the minute, but he seemed to really want to engage with her. She felt like he was being an equal partner in this. Which made her feel less dumb. <br><br><br>Once she got to the apartments she said her goodbyes. She felt the awkwardness that bled from Elizabeth. The poor girl. I thought this was something she did all the time, apparently not. She smiled at the woman and waved at the guys as they made their leave. <br><br>As they walked through the apartment complex she gave Elizabeth a hug "No problem. That's why we got each other, though we just met." She handed over the keys. "Now. Don't drive until you have slept and gotten plenty of water in that system. I'll check on you later." She knew Elizabeth was most likely going to take a shower and sleep. But it was simple protective instinct on her part.<br><br>She finally got to her apartment and flipped the light on. She was lucky that there was a single small light on the ceiling, otherwise she would have been still in the dark. Since Elizabeth shared the same large wall, the observant woman would have seen the light go on.<br><br>She didn't need a shower but she took one anyways. She loved going to bed fresh. It was her first night in the apartment. It was her first night alone. She tiptoed back to the main room and turned the light back on. She was happy to have Elizabeth a couple floors down which helped ease her discomfort greatly. It was like having her parents right down the hall. <br><br>The next couple days were spent getting ready for the upcoming school year. She got parking passes, books and schedules. She signed up for a poetry class, along with math, English and Physical Education. Most classes required for graduating. She thought if she needed to work out anyways, she might as well get credit for it. She also added Drama 101. That class she was most excited about. The whole reason to come down here. As long as she got good grades, she could take one of those classes, edging her closer to her personal goals.<br><br>She called her mother with updates, leaving out the first night events. She didn't want to worry her, more out of self preservation though. She didn't need her parents to drive down and drag her away. Nope, that was her little secret she shared with the 3 others.<br><br>She had also checked in with Elizabeth, hoping they could go on the campus together during some of these errands. She wanted to grow the bond that has so quickly develop between the two. She needed, more then ever, a friend in this large tinseled town.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 18:10:22</strong>
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				The sun shined brightly in Elizabeth's face a she pulled a pillow from her side to cover her face. She glanced over at her alarm clock from under the safety of her to see it was time to get ready for school. <em>I need to get thicker curtains</em>, she thought as she begin to yawn. Today was the first day of her college career. Elizabeth could picture the rolling lawns of grass and students on the campus. <br><br>Slipping out of bed, she did her morning ritual of cleansing herself before dressing in jeans and a black shirt to match her sandals. After applying some light makeup, she printed out her class schedule for the day. She pushed her favorite sunglasses back on her hair for the finishing touches.&nbsp; She only had three classes today but Elizabeth knew that she would probably stay on campus a bit longer to look around. After packing her bag with a few note books and pens, she picked up her ipod before heading out the door. <br><br>She did not hesitate when she ran up the stairs to see if Abby was still in her apartment. Perhaps they would become lucky and have a few classes together. Elizabeth knocked softly at the door and waited to see if anyone answered. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 20:34:50</strong>
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				Edward went back to his apartment, thinking through events of the night, still aroused from his time with the girls and remembering the feel of Elizabeth's body against his when dancing and the conversation he had with Abby.&nbsp; Hope Elizabeth doesn't feel too bad for being ill and that her mischievous nature was not wholly due to alcohol.&nbsp; Abby was intriguing: so unselfconsciously sexy, yet shy with it.&nbsp; A potent combination fuelling his desire.<br><br>The next couple of days went in a blur: Edward was working hard completing his Kant assignment and beginning his reading for the new 'abnormal psychology' course he was taking. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 18:05:20</strong>
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				Eating some toast and looking down at her class schedule in her hand, Abby was a little nervous. She always enjoyed school, but it was always with a class full of kids she knew growing up. What if no one likes me? What if I am the dumb one? She let out a sigh as she heard the knock on the door. She called out "Just a moment!" and shoved the last piece of toast in her mouth.<br><br>She went to the door and opened it. "MORNING!" sounding a bit too awake. "So did you get any sleep last night at all? I could hardly sleep a wink. I was tossing and turning. Today is so exciting, but also so nerve wrecking!" Going back into the room, she grabbed several items laying on the new coffee table she had bought herself. <br><br>As she walked away, she still kept an ear out for Elizabeth and her adventure through the night.<br><br>The small apartment had taken form with some new, or rather previously owned but gently used, furniture. It has a happy feeling with bright splashes of all sorts of bright colors. Several movie posters in nice inexpensive frames dotted her wall. A large coffee cup was all that had been left on the coffee table as Abby stuffed the rest of the items into her bag. A notebook, several writing implements, a couple books for her drama 101, and poetry 101 classes. She had a couple more, but they were spread out through the week. She managed to even take one class that was mostly online. <br><br>She bounced back to the door. She had decided to go with a pair of black slacks that form fitted her body without being too tight. A powdered blue shirt with ruffly short sleeves. A armless styled jacket and a pair of black loafers finished the ensemble. Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail that sat high on her head. A light brushing of makeup adorned her face. "Okay.. I think I am ready to go!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 19:29:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nice shirt," she complemented as she watched Abby come towards the door. She pushed her shades over her eyes as she waited for Abby to look her door. "I slept like a baby last night," she grinned mischievously. "It must have been the liquor." Elizabeth began heading towards the stairs since the elevator still had not been fixed. <br><br>Pulling her schedule out of her bag, Elizabeth told Abby a few of her classes with the hopes that they would have some together. Once they were outside, she lowered her black shades over her eyes since it was extremely bright outside. "I wonder if we will see those dudes from last night," Elizabeth said hoping that her cheeks not turned red. <br><br>The street was filled with a few people that seemed to be going in the direction of the campus. Elizabeth could see a few males but none of them looked like Edward or James. "Abby, I'm sorry for kissing you last night." Elizabeth was honestly sorry but she would not lie and say that she did not enjoy it. Abby was after all, an attractive woman. Banishing such naughty thoughts from her head, she grabbed Abby's hand began to lead in her the direction of the school.<br><br>It was a lovely day to walk since the campus was not that far. Elizabeth was not worried about classes since she excelled in everything that dealt with school. Her memory was almost photographic when she looked at textbooks. She was a bit worried about the professors though. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>20-12-2010, 21:21:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr Benjamin ran his fingers through his dark hair and cleaned his glasses on his silk handkerchief and sighed deeply.<br><br><em>Another term, new students who know nothing and are interested in even less.&nbsp; God: can't believe have to teach both Drama 101 and Poetry 101 - does Professor Hobbes hate me so much?</em><br><br>Conrad Benjamin was in his early thirties, a classic urban intellectual, exiled to this minor college as the only hope for a tenured position for someone too interested in Donne, Yeats and Beckett for the mainstream.&nbsp; He was an attractive, slim, pale man, with long slim fingers.&nbsp; He wore silver framed, round glasses, a white, pressed shirt, and an expensive black suit with polished shoes.&nbsp; <br><br>He picks up a seeming random pile of books...&nbsp; the faded letters on their spines spelling names like Marlowe, Eliot, Brooke and Pinter.&nbsp; He gulps down a final mouthful of black coffee and begins a resentful walk to his first class.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 04:28:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth was delighted when she compared her schedule with Abby's to realize that they had their first class together. Poetry was not one of Elizabeth's strong points but she sort of enjoyed it if she had a good teacher. They walked over to the building together, passing people talking outside of the building. <br><br>"It says that Conrad Benjamin is teaching the class. I looked him up on the internet to see what other students thought of him..." Elizabeth's face did not seem pleased as she thought of some of the comments. Apparently, this professor was a jerk. He gave out unreasonable homework assignment and was a bore. Just he luck that she had to register late and had no other choice than him. <br><br>She pulled her sunglasses up to her hair as she opened the door to the building. The map inside the building said that their class was tucked away in the back of the building. Her sandals clicked as they walked down the hall towards the room. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>24-12-2010, 17:59:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After a good night sleep, he woken up the next day very fresh. As he opened his eyes, the events and actions of the last evening were running in front of his eyes like a movie. The thoughts of Elizabeth and the way they had made up a little over the sofa send shivers in his body tightening up his meat in between the legs. He looked at the watch and ran towards the washroom. Another thirty minutes and he was ready to get for his work in the campus.<br><br>Putting on his black rayban goggles over his eyes, he walked out to get on his bike. He was wearing a khaki trouser with a stripped blue &amp; white shirt which was giving him a very attractive appearance. It took another half an hour to reach the campus. After finishing off his half day of research work, he headed towards the canteen as was feeling quite hungry. Sitting over a table, he ordered something to eat. His mind was running over the last night, although, he wasn't sure if he would be able to meet those hot chicks once again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 17:00:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth stepped inside the classroom, scanning her eyes over the different seats before selecting one. "I like to sit in the back," she said as she made her way through the seats. The classroom was still empty since they had made it a bit early but Elizabeth's saying was better early than late. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 17:12:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				James was feeling quite hungry since he hadn't took his breakfast yet. Going over to the counter, he ordered for a bread omelet along with a strong coffee. Within minutes, his order was ready and he carried it in a tray to the corner table that seemed to be empty. His eyes were just searching for those girls but at the same time, they were also drooling around hitting the hot bodies showing much of their skins all around. Taking the seat, he started sipping his coffee with a few bites of bread omelet still thinking about those hot chicks and the last night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 19:51:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Conrad strode into the classroom, slamming his books on to the desk and throwing himself into a chair at the front.<br><br>He looked across the classroom, spotting a pretty new girl settling into a chair at the back.&nbsp; He looked at his wristwatch and yawned languidly.&nbsp; <em>Ten minutes to go: at least we have one keen student this year</em><br><br>He picked up Donne book and flicked through it, surreptitiously casting glances at the girl in the black tee as he appeared to read.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 20:01:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Hmm...the professor</em>, she thought as the man sat at his desk. She peered curiously at the book he had in his hand but could not quite make out the letters on the binding. After a few moments of looking on it, Elizabeth recognized the poet he was reading. John Donne. Donne was one of the poets that she found enjoyable. <br><br>"Hello," she said pleasantly. "Would you happen to be reading To His Mistress Going to Bed? It is one of my favorite poems by Donne. He challenges the differences between women and men based on clothing. Of course, he has other works that are much more delightful." She ran her hands through her hair, patiently awaiting his reply. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 01:10:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Conrad looks up at the young woman, admiring her curves.<br>"Hmmm... yes, 'To His Mistress.. " is rather good.&nbsp; Glad to hear have a student who has read Donne.&nbsp; Actually I was reading 'The Flea'"<br>Conrad opens up the book and reads out a few lines to Elizabeth<br><br>'O stay, three lives in one flea spare, <br>Where we almost, yea, more than married are. <br>This flea is you and I, and this <br>Our marriage bed, and marriage temple is.."<br><br>He licks his lips and smiles "Erotic, no? The mingling of lovers' blood in an insect?&nbsp; And what is your name my young Donne scholar and suddenly favoured student?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 04:00:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I have a great deal of interest in many poets," she said to him with a smile. "The Flea is positively wicked. Amazing how such a small and disgusting creature could be made so physical." Her eyes twinkled at him mischievously as she crossed her legs. <br><br>"Batter my heart, three-person'd God, for you<br>As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;<br>That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend<br>Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new."<br><br>"I cannot remember the number of that Holy Sonnet but in a way it is also erotic. Could you picture God bending the person to make them new?" She watched his reaction carefully, wondering if she might had pushed her statement a bit too far by involving religion. "I am Elizabeth. I hope that your class is enjoyable as this discussion." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 20:41:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am absolutely delighted to meet you Elizabeth.&nbsp; Thank you for taking my class and showing me that there are passionate, literate students still.&nbsp; I'm afraid you may find the sessions dull: given your reading and interests it may be a little basic.&nbsp; However, if you wanted to meet up after class in my office we can have a more advanced discussion the perhaps?"<br><br>Conrad smiles at Elizabeth, his heart lifting, thinking that the new term may not be quite so onerous as the last.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 00:44:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth blushed at the compliment before looking away from him for a moment. "There are many delights to reading so I am sure I will have an excellent time in your class. Even if it is a bit basic." She twiddled her fingers before acknowledging the second part of his statement. <br><br>"I don't mind discussing poems but do not become disappointed if I interpret something different from your point of view." She looked down at her phone to see how much time they had to wait until the next class would begin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 15:41:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The classroom began filling up, slowly at first until all the seats were full.<br><br>Conrad checked his watch, 10am.&nbsp; He groaned and rose out of his chair.<br>"Settle down, settle down.&nbsp; Time to begin...&nbsp; thanks for taking Poetry 101".<br>Conrad struggled through the hour: outlining to the class the contents of the course and the recommended reading at first, before moving onto a brief precis of the history of literary movements, his voice only coming alive when he read out brief excerpts of prose and poetry.<br><br>As latecomers arrived, they were greeted by scowl and a finger pointing to a vacant seat.&nbsp; At the end of the hour, Dr Benjamin slammed his notes on the desk.<br><br>"Same place, same time next week but I want you have read some of Shakespeare's sonnets, some Donne, and Spenser by then and fill your pour souls with joy and love"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>04-01-2011, 06:17:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth waited for the class to empty before she approached the teacher's desk. His meanness during the class did not deter her from staying afterward since she had seen his other side before class. She felt a bit nervous since this was after all the first day and there was no reason for her to speak to him. Her eyes connected with his as she twirled her hair nervously. <br><br>"Your first class was lovely," she complemented as she watched him gather up his books. Elizabeth bit her lip as she waited for him to either be rude to her or reply nicely. <em>Grad student or professor,</em>her eyes looked over him shyly, trying to figure out the answer. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>04-01-2011, 21:12:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Conrad smiles warmly at the pretty girl's compliment.<br><br>"You are very gracious: a splendid trait in a young lady.&nbsp; As I said Elizabeth, perhaps a bit basic for you, but if can kindle the interest of one other in the class, then perhaps can have some purpose"<br><br>Conrad packs his books in a battered leather satchel.&nbsp; <br><br>"Do you have any more classes?&nbsp; Be good to chat more.&nbsp; One of the few privileges of being on the Faculty is that at least I have my own office and a decent coffee machine!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 03:05:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would love coffee," she said to him with a pleased smile. Her hand reached back to pull her back on her shoulder a bit more while she waited for him to gather up the rest of his belongings. <br><br>"Perhaps we could discuss Donne's poem The Flea a bit more," she suggested as her mind thought of poems that might be a bit more interesting to him. "Or perhaps Corinna's Going A Maying. The celebration of reproduction and new life." <br><br>She pulled out her lip gloss to freshen her lips before following him up to his office. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 14:57:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh that would be marvellous Elizabeth, can think of nothing better than a discussion about Donne and Herrick"<br><br>He holds open the classroom door for her, admiring her swaying hips as she walks down the corridor towards his office.<br><br>He opens the door for her and she is met with the smell of coffee and pipe tobacco.&nbsp; The small room is filled with a desk, bookcases, as well as an armchair and leather chiasse longe.<br><br>"Please take a seat... I'll make us some coffee".<br><br>Conrad closes the door and begins grinding some coffee beans.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 03:20:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His office was fill of books, both old and new. She wanted to glance closer at some of the titles but did not want to intrude too much. "I'm not sure how long I can stay. My friend will probably text me when she wants to meet up again." She smiled at him before taking a seat in a black armchair next to his desk. <br><br>"Your decor is lovely," she complimented, unable to resist the urge to pick up a copy of the Norton Anthology. Elizabeth flipped to a random page and quoted Elizabeth Barret Browning sonnet. "I love sonnets. I wish I had the skill to write them. The complexity is a bit too much for my brain but I can appreciate them." <br><br>The coffee beans made her mouth water a little as she waited for him to put it in the machine. Crossing her legs, Victoria wondered how long had he been teaching. More than likely, he was a professor since he had his own office. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 22:49:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Conrad handed over the hot coffee.&nbsp; "Do you take cream or sugar?"<br><br>He perched on the edge of the chaise longe and sipped at his coffee, admiring the young woman.<br><br>"Perhaps you can read to me some more?&nbsp; Your voice sends tingles down my spine and I love both Brownings"&nbsp; Conrad chuckles.&nbsp; "Would it be wrong to turn your phone off perhaps so your friend doesn't disturb us?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>10-01-2011, 01:28:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I actually like both," She took the cup of steaming hot coffee from her professor. She blew gently over it in the hopes of cooling it off a little. She looked up at him expectantly before trying to locate the sugar and cream herself. Reaching in her pocket, Elizabeth turned her phone on silent so that the ring tone would not interrupt their poetry discussion.<br><br>Balancing the coffee in one hand, she opened up the book again to scan through the pages. Her face reddened at a bit since he complimented her voice. "Perhaps you could read something. I am sure that you would do a much better job than me." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 00:22:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Conrad smiles broadly as Elizabeth's lips purse to blow the hot coffee.<br><br>"Okay: I will read to you: but you make a fine muse Elizabeth."<br><br>His hand glides over the bookshelves, pulling out a slim pale blue Faber and Faber volume.&nbsp; He perches on the end of the desk, opens the book.<br><br>"A bit of heresy: some twentieth century American Poetry...<br><br><br>i like my body when it is with your<br>body. It is so quite a new thing.<br>Muscles better and nerves more.<br>i like your body. i like what it does,<br>i like its hows. i like to feel the spine<br>of your body and its bones, and the trembling<br>-firm-smooth ness and which i will<br>again and again and again<br>kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,<br>i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz<br>of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes<br>over parting flesh . . . . And eyes big love-crumbs,<br><br>and possibly i like the thrill<br><br>of under me you quite so new<br>...<br><br>You like Cummings? I appreciate the visceral nature of his work... much like Donne... true to the flesh"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 01:39:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His voice was played with her mind like a snake charmer with a flute. She had to blink twice to clear the haze away from her mind. Tightening her legs closer together, Elizabeth licked her lips slowly. "I am not a big fan of Cummings but that poem is lovely." <br><br>She took another sip of her coffee as her nervousness rose to nearly feverish. "You are a lovely teacher. Are you a big fan of Shakespeare's sonnets? I love the old work. Recently, I grew fond of Whitman." Elizabeth looked up at him expectantly, wondering what they should do next. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>chipmunck</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 17:27:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abby, before Elizabeth walked into the classroom, looked one more time at her schedule. "I think something is messed up here. It says I have this class, but at a different time? You go ahead, I am going to go to the admissions office and figure it out." They parted ways and Abby headed across campus. <br><br>The sun was bright and it felt good on Abby's skin. She came from up north a bit where it did sun, but it didn't seem to always penetrate like this in the Fall season. She took a moment to enjoy the surroundings. Campus life. She could get used to it. The bustle, the intellect, the everything. She felt at home somehow. She headed to the admissions office and after about 30 minutes things seemed to get strait. She was now enrolled in Conrad's class, but on a short waiting list. She would have to find him later and get a permission slip signed. She was a little upset because she had put in her work to get the right classes, the computers messed up and now she had to beg for a place in the class.<br><br>She headed over to the book store to pick up the right books and exchange the ones she had bought under false assumptions. She opened the door and let the smell of fresh books hit her. Ya it was slightly intimidating. Books always did. She was more into movies then books. But this was a new ... chapter now in her life.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 20:23:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Conrad grins wickedly at Elizabeth, licking his lips with his tongue.<br><br>"Well if I am honest Elizabeth, I'd like to lock my door and keep you here with me... reading poetry to one another... enjoying Shakespeare... perhaps enjoying one another... you are a fine young lady Elizabeth".<br><br>He walks over to her running his fingers down the side of neck.&nbsp; "But that would be selfish: you have your friends and classes... perhaps we can meet later?"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 06:17:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A shock tingled her senses from his touch that left her a bit lost for words. She covered up her shock by drinking another sip of coffee. "Thank you, professor. It is a high compliment coming from an accomplished scholar such as yourself." Elizabeth flashed him a sincere smile before she hesitated for a moment to say her next statement. <br><br>"Perhaps we could..." She stopped suddenly as the boundaries before professor and student flashed in her mind. No male her age seemed vague intrigued by poetry as her professor. Perhaps there might be someone out there in this huge campus that might share her diverse interests. She lowered her eyes to the floor as her legs tighten together a bit more. "I would love to meet with you later if you would like to." <br><br>Her eyes looked up at him barely containing her excitement. "Well...I should probably go. Thank you for allowing me up to your office." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 23:41:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Conrad leans close to her, whispering in her ear "I'd like that, perhaps come back here when the classes have finished tonight?"<br><br>One hand slides over her waist, resting on the curve of her hip.&nbsp; "Its been a delight to meet you: very eager to explore our new friendship further.&nbsp; Have a good afternoon".<br><br>Conrad lets Elizabeth leave, he turns and slumps into his am chair, reaching for a coffee, his mind too preoccupied with the sensuous young girl he has met to be able to work.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 18:09:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth drifted away dreamily from the professor's office, feeling as if the world was a ball of clouds. She looked down at her phone and realized that it was time to find her next class. <br><br>The day went by quite slowly until she had her next break. Instead of going back to her apartment, Elizabeth sat in the grass, in the middle of the campus, while looking through the syllabus. <em>Does not seem like this will be too hard,</em>she thought while looking through the assignments required throughout the semester. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 05:30:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After spending some time in his room at the campus, which was allocated to him for his research, he felt hungry. Closing the door behind after walking out of his room, he was walking on the roads of the campus heading towards the canteen. His eyes were just looking around finding a flock of young girls and guys swarming all over the campus. He knew that it was the time for new admissions and a number of students would have made their way to the campus to make their career.<br><br>Lost in the thoughts of those two young girls, he met last night, he kept walking looking around. Suddenly, his steps slowed down as his eyes encountered one of the girls from the previous night sitting in the park. He tried to search for the other one too but she seemed to have been alone. A smile came over his lips and he started walking inside the park to reach close to her. Smile was continuously making its presence on his lips as he hadn't even thought that they were going to meet once again so soon. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 23:35:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth looked up to see the divine man from her endeavor the other night coming towards her. She could feel the cheeks of her face begin to burn with shame and embarrassment as the images from that night filled her head. Trying to smile back at him without looking worried, she patted the space next to her for him to relax next to her. <br><br>"Hello," she said softly as her eyes scanned up his body to his eyes. <em>Two different men in one day. I am a lucky girl.</em>Her smile became a bit devious as she envisioned Edward appearing to make her day even better. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 11:10:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey.... a great Hi...", James almost chuckled in her voice as their eyes met with each other. A warm smile spread over his face to find her so easily once again. There was something destined for them that they were meeting so frequently and every time it was so casual. He walked up closer to her standing in front of her. Since, she was sitting down, he could see her deep cleavages giving a glimpse of her round treasures caught under her clothes.<br><br>"I just can't believe it... we have met once again." He opened his lips speaking to her in a soft husky voice. "By the way... you seem to be all so alone... Where is your friend busy!" He asked her that question turning his head around in an effort to find her if she was somewhere close. "Tell me... are you studying here or just came casually. Just to let you know... I am a research scholar in the campus."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 03:24:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am not certain where she is at the presence moment." Abby had not called her phone so Elizabeth assumed she was in class. "I am not sure what I am doing right now." The image of her English professor flashed in her brain as the delightful lines of poetry filled her brain.&nbsp; She blinked her eyes a bit before concentrated on his body in front of her. <br><br>"Sorry for throwing up that night." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 10:36:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ohhh... that is fine. I can understand... There is nothing for you to worry about. Night has passed and everything is past." He smiled looking at her sitting there all alone. The thoughts of the last night were running in his mind which were somehow sending some waves of excitement all over his body.<br><br>His eyes rolled completely over her curvy body trying to imagine the flesh that she must be hiding beneath it. With a soft smile coming over his lips, he said, "Well... if you don't mind... you can join me to the canteen. I was just feeling a bit hungry... so wanted to satisfy my Desires... for food. It could be great... if you want to have lunch too. We have a very nice place here with some good food available."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 17:17:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth was a bit confused for a moment since she was not sure where the canteen was located. "Where is this place?" She inquired as she placed her items into the backpack beside her. The growling of her stomach confirmed that she was a bit hungry but her thoughts of the English professor had distracted the mind from food. <br><br>Her eyes narrowed a bit when she saw Jame's eyes roaming so freely over her body as if she were naked. The urge to slap his face was pushed away since she realized that her behavior from the other night had only encouraged his flirtation. "Sure. I do not mind going as long as we eat." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 17:43:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you so much. Actually, I was feeling so hungry and it would be a nice idea to have a company... as beautiful as you." He was smiling looking at her but he felt a kind of negligence in her behavior. Anyways, he was hungry and he really wanted to get something down his throat.<br><br>"Please come with me... I will take you towards the canteen. I will show you the way." He smiled looking in her eyes and walked ahead of her towards the canteen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 16:17:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The tension that radiated from her at the beginning of their journey to the restaurant dissipated as they grew closer to their destination. "How has your day been so far?" Her voice broke the silence that began to make Elizabeth feel uncomfortable. She skipped ahead of him and began to walk backwards so that she could see his face while walking. <br><br><em>I hope I do not fall and break my neck,</em> she thought as her feet carefully took each step back. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 11:08:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James almost laughed at looking her the way she had started walking. Giving a break to his steps, he stopped for a moment before getting a bit closer to her. His both hands have caught her along her shoulders as he said, "You might fall back... if you keep walking like that. We could talk and then walk... side by side... if you desire so." His eyes were looking straight in her eyes and he adored how beautiful she was.<br><br>"Well... my day had been quite busy and hectic as usual. Didn't got any time for breakfast even and that is the reason, I was headed for the lunch in a hurry." He smiled dipping his fingers a bit deeper on her shoulders, "But... your company is making me... forget about my lunch." As he finished off those words, he gave out a good big laugh looking at her. There was some magic in her company that he had enjoyed right from their first meeting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 14:51:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed at his words before moving to stand alongside him. "I...do not remember eating breakfast either but breakfast is not an important meal to me." Elizabeth moved her arm to wrap into his as she began walking again. "Have you seen Edward lately?"<br><br>The reply was worth the wait since the need to apologize to Edward had been on her since she had awaken this morning. Her eyes sought ahead of them for a moment to see a restaurant in front of them. The smell of food drifted on the breeze causing her stomach to make an audible growl.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 08:35:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James smiled on feeling her palm slide into his palm with their fingers sticking the gaps between their fingers. She was warm. "No... I fear... I haven't seen him after that day." His eyes caught the restaurant in front of them which made him feel more hungry.<br><br>"We are here dear. I am glad to meet you once again. It's so nice to be with you." He softly said those words walking inside the restaurant. Looking around, he spotted an empty table on the left corner of the restaurant and headed to take the seat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 16:56:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Edward is finishing off his lunch, drinking a strong coffee and reading when he notices Elizabeth enter with James and look for a table.<br><br>Peering over his book, he watches the intimacy of their body language and the eyes of all the guys in the restaurant follow Elizabeth's curves.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 16:59:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth looked around the room for a moment, trying to decide where to seat. Her eyes almost immediately connected with Edward. Her hand waved through the air as a smile appeared on her face. She squinted her eyes trying to read the title of the book he was reading before pulling James towards Edward's table. <br><br>"Hey Edward," she said happily before seating down in a seat next to him. "How's your first day of classes going?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>drharry30</strong> on <strong>29-01-2011, 17:48:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Edward smiles at the pretty girl next to him, resting a hand lightly on her thigh.<br><br>"How you feeling?&nbsp; Was worried about you after the club"<br><br>He sips on his coffee, putting the book on the table, allowing Elizabeth to see that he was reading Le Doux's 'Emotional Brain'.<br><br>"Today has been good: had my cog sci class this morning, which I always enjoy: how about you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dreaming Daises (Chipmunck and Dancing Flower)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>adroitgrayman</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 12:10:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James smiled looking at the last night's friend sitting with them. He was listening to their conversation that was going on about the classes and the day. With a sheepish smile, he looked at both of them and said, "Hope... I am not an interference in your conversation. Actually, it all sounds so alien to my ears being a pure science student all my years."<br><br>Picking up the menu, he was looking through the dishes that were available as he was feeling quite hungry at the moment and wanted to take care of his stomach before anything else.
			</dd>
		</dl>
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