Bekamor Adult Resort ~ Guest Room #32
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				Title: <strong>Bekamor Adult Resort ~ Guest Room #32</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>15-10-2014, 18:10:43</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor Adult Resort ~ Guest Room #32</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>justme4386</strong> on <strong>16-10-2014, 08:37:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f5/Jeromemanson.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: JEROME MANSON (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10561511#msg10561511)<br><strong>Who:</strong> Kat Souls, CLOSED<br><strong>Where:</strong> Welcome kiosk to room #33<br><strong>When: </strong> August 4th, before noon<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> white shirt, tight black jeans, sneakers, duffel bag<br><hr><strong>"That is very sweet of you to offer. Actually I just but a 14 hour trip behind me, coming straight from my last show in St. Petersburg."</strong> He picked up his stuff and then joined Kat as they quickly walked through the rain to the room complex. As he led her up the stairs his hand came to rest on her backside. Not on her hip as might have been proper to show some familiarity and "lead the woman" but right on her ass... Without any conscious thought at all. Though he did realize how nice Kat's well rounded backside felt, how it fit in his hand and how nice and firm it felt, he didn't even seem to think it improper.<br><br><strong>"So your friend brought you here? Have you been here for long? Have you been enjoying your experience so far?"</strong> he didn't want to seem interrogating and struck a rather conversational tone as they made their way across and up to the room.<br><br>When they reached the room, he opened the door for her and let her proceed inside before closing the door behind them.<br><br><strong>"What may I get you?"</strong> he asked as he placed down his duffle and got out some fresh clothes: shorts, tshirt and briefs.<br><br>He stepped over to the minibar and got out her order before pouring himself a soft drink. He smiled at her as he handed her her drink. <strong>"À ta santé. Feel free to grab a seat... Anywhere you like really. I'll just quickly jump under the shower..."</strong> and with that he started unbuttoning his shirt when he rather casually added <strong>"... unless you'd care to join me in the hot tub. It's really great to relax in the hot water... Especially with a nice massage."</strong> he added with a wink and with that he pulled of his shirt to reveal a chiseled chest that showed clearly the definition of every muscle without looking unnatural or overly pumped up - just the kind of lean, muscular body a person might have who's been in a physically demanding job since being 4 years old.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor Adult Resort ~ Guest Room #32</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>16-10-2014, 08:56:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f0/KaterinaSouls.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Katerina "Kat" Souls (http://URL)<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jerome Manson CLOSED<br><strong>Where:</strong> Hall --- Room # 32<br><strong>When: </strong> August 4th, before noon<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=136978638 (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=136978638)<br><hr><br>Kat nodded her head as they walked through the rain, she shivered a little bit because she had not packed anything that was actually proper for the rain, which left her legs open to the elements and her dress a bit on the ‘not weather proper side. She smiled at him, surprised by his energy after such a long trip and just finishing up a show. “I am sure a message will help then.” She said, walking up the stairs with him careful because of them being wet. <br><br>When his hand slid up to her bottom she tensed a bit, surprised by his hand placement, but then looking over at him to see that he was calm and though shameless would not be the emotion she was searching for she did not overreact because of the way he held himself. To her he looked like he was being natural and felt him being himself. She could feel the intimate way a dancer moved about him, in the way he guided her up the stairs and so she said nothing and let it be. He was doing what was natural to him, not trying to be inappropriate to her. At least that is how she felt about it before entering his room. <br><br>Carefully she set down her purse and bag on one of the chairs in the room as she walked in and looked around. It was the same room that she had downstairs but somehow it felt different with him behind her. She turned around, looking at him and listening to him once more her eyes widening a little bit when he started to undo his top in front of her and her eyes moved down his chest taking in his body. She lost her train of thought for a moment before she gave a tiny stutter and looked back up at his face, blushing. <br><br>“Oh, but my bathing suit is downstairs…” She said this, but just as she was about to finish she shivered and goose bumps slipped up her arms from the rain that had gone right through her dress that now clung to her sides and legs. She frowned a little bit, realizing that a little hot water would probably be just what she needed right then. She bit her lower lip and blushing again she tried to change the subject as she wrung water form some of her black curls. <br><br>“I have been here a little over a day I think now. I am here with my friend for my birthday, she got the tickets. So far she has gone off for most of the day and left me alone to my own devises. I have explored around a little bit, but I have not been around a lot of people until I go dancing at the club at night. It has been a bit lonely.” She admits as she shivers again and then slumps her shoulders giving in. <br><br>“I guess I could go in the hot tub… if you do not mind I just wear my bra and underwear?” She asks sheepishly, feeling shy despite him having taken off his shirt in front of her. She did not realize the point of the island, but she felt the pull of a dancer towards another. She understood the emotions that were brought by touch and earlier she had gotten an idea from the way he touched her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor Adult Resort ~ Guest Room #32</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>justme4386</strong> on <strong>17-10-2014, 08:11:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f5/Jeromemanson.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: JEROME MANSON (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10561511#msg10561511)<br><strong>Who:</strong> Kat Souls, CLOSED<br><strong>Where:</strong> Room #32<br><strong>When: </strong> August 4th, before noon<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> tight black jeans, sneakers<br><hr>Jerome was taken a little aback at Kat's responds. It only then struck him that for her nudity was not as normal as it seemed for him. It occurred to him that she wasn't a dancer but a stagehand, singer and dancer... Never as accustomed to the intimacy and understanding of bodies as dancers. He grinned when it occurred to him that in the US the dancers might not start changing in the hallway - after all that was the country that threw mother out of a public place for feeding their children... And the country with the highest grossing porn industry in the world...<br><br><strong>"So what did your friend tell you about this resort?"</strong> he asked a bit wearily feeling almost like what he was doing was wrong - even though it is what this resort was all about to him. Hard to believe that she hadn't realized that some people were taking extreme liberties. Her friend had probably gotten herself some fine girl or guy...<br><br>He started the water in the tub as it would take a long time and after checking that it was a good temperature he moved across the room and stood by the window, chest bared and taking another sip of his drink before turning and looking at Kat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor Adult Resort ~ Guest Room #32</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>23-10-2014, 11:56:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f0/KaterinaSouls.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Katerina "Kat" Souls (http://URL)<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jerome Manson CLOSED<br><strong>Where:</strong> Hall --- Room # 32<br><strong>When: </strong> August 4th, before noon<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=136978638 (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=136978638)<br><hr><br>Sitting down in a chair Kat looked a little distant as she tapped her chin in thought, trying to think about her invitation as she watched the water running in the tub for a moment. She struggled to think back to the night as she had been in a very bad shape at the time and her best friend had been trying to cheer her up. “It is hard to remember,” She admitted, though not mentioning why. He could assume because of the break up, but she imaged it was only half of it at the time to her. She had lost as job because of him; he had not made her life easy since the break-up. <br><br>“She said that she was going to take me out on vacation for my birthday, somewhere were my worries could be washed away. Something about making new memories and meeting new people. Though as I have told you, you are one of the first people to talk to me. Then again, I did kinda run into you.” She said, blushing as she turned to look at him and paused staring at his chest as she took in a deep breath and bit her lower lip. <br><br>She had never been able to sit in one profession, but she understood a bit of what he was. She had been in dancing, singing, acting, and sports since she was little. Her parents had always made sure she was well rounded and because of it she could never stay in one profession when she grew up. She had several degrees that did not go together in many ways, but all led back to theater. As she stared at him she stood up and walked up to him, her eyes sliding up slowly to his eyes as she reached out and touched his shoulder staring up at him. <br><br>“I was one of the understudies for her,” She did not say the woman, the one whom had spited their names,” do you still remember the crowded ballroom scene where you had to dance in small vicinity?” She watched him, offering her other hand to him. “I never got to practice with you; will you do me the honor?” She asked, smiling at him, knowing they had a little bit of time for the hot tub. She wanted to apologize to him again, but she felt words were not right. She had seen it in him on the stage when she stood as a stage hand even, and he understood something that was beyond her. Even as a dancer, he understood something she could not reach because he was one with it in a way a woman like her, whom could not sit still in her love of her work, could not quiet touch. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor Adult Resort ~ Guest Room #32</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>justme4386</strong> on <strong>23-10-2014, 23:33:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f5/Jeromemanson.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: JEROME MANSON (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10561511#msg10561511)<br><strong>Who:</strong> Kat Souls, CLOSED<br><strong>Where:</strong> Room #32<br><strong>When: </strong> August 4th, before noon<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> tight black jeans, sneakers<br><hr>Jerome looked at Kat with a mix of wondering and piqued interest as he tried to make out what kind of game she was playing. Here she was at a very sexually liberal resort, seeming not even to know what it was about... He considered if his approach had been too straight forward, too rude, when she actually stepped up to him and touched his bare skin. This woman now was really not making any sense... but it felt good to feel her soft touch on his body and she smiled as she reminded him of that scene.<br><br><strong>"On that stage any dance was in confined space..."</strong> he grinned. Remembering how hard he'd crashed into a piece of scenery on his first rehersal because the stage was so tiny compared to vast spaces he was used to from the international houses he had been the last years. With a smile he took her offered hand as his other slipped around her waist, holding her close. <strong>"Now the first thirty bars are supposed to be a Viennese Waltz, before you move into the choreography. Now, this is going to be tough withouth the music..."</strong> and then an impish grin spread about his face as he added: <strong>"I guess we'll have to do with my singing it... but there's a reason I'm a dancer..."</strong><br><br>He looked around as they stood by the window. <strong>"We need to be a bit creative here, even on that stage we had twice the room with all those people... Wouldn't want to tumble into the bed."</strong> He looked back at her and the little bit goofing-around expression faded from his eyes as he admitted. <strong>"Though with you that'd be a tumble I wouldn't mind doing..."</strong><br><br>And before Kat had a chance to respond or pull away he stared twirling around with her: <strong>"tadadamm, tadam, tadada..."</strong>
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