Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant
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				Title: <strong>Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 02:31:41</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://cdn2.agoda.net/hotelimages/455/45521/45521_14032716370018880838_STD.jpg)<br><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Where Tags:</td></tr><tr><td><ul class="bbc_list"><li type="disc">Kitchen</li><li type="disc">Buffet</li><li type="disc">Dining room</li><li type="disc">Bar</li><li type="disc">Washroom</li></ul></td></tr></tbody></table></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>05-09-2014, 14:53:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a2/Alex_oloughlin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Gabriel Lennox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10400301#msg10400301), Island Security Guard<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alexandra<br><strong>Where:</strong> The Counter<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Navy blue shorts, tight white shirt, sneakers and the Security wristband<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">There was always something going on somewhere. Right now, Gabriel enjoyed the calm of a Saturday breakfast. He wasn’t even on the clock, but he had nothing better to do so the black and red “Security” wristband was snuggly in place. He still had a good five hours before he would officially be on duty, but since he believed that the island was undermanned, he had taken upon himself to make the security presence more obvious.<br><br>He was just about to finished eating his eggs and toasts, reading the day’s paper at the counter, rather than a table, when he heard someone scream. It was one of those “caught with a bucket of cold water” scream or a “met you unexpectedly around the corner” scream, nothing to be worried about, but Gabriel still tried to look outside the restaurant’s perimeter to catch a glimpse of who was the woman who had been so surprised.<br><br>He hid his grin behind a cup of black coffee as he saw a woman being carried by a man and about to be dumped into the pool behind the restaurant. It wasn’t such a rare occurrence that it surprised Gabriel. What did have him cock an eyebrow, however, was how the woman managed to grab onto the guy enough to pull him into the pool with her. His eyes scanned the restaurant, taking in the familiar sights and the familiar faces when his eyes landed on a rather pretty lady whom he knew worked here. He was thoroughly convinced that he wasn’t her type, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t give her a good once-over once in a while.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloodied Porcelain</strong> on <strong>05-09-2014, 16:33:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/LexiOCallahan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Alexandra O’Callahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10420133#msg10420133), Waitress<br><strong>Who:</strong> Gabriel, Closed<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Room<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd | Morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Short white shorts and a Bekamor Staff shirt with her nametag on it, clean white running shoes, hair in a ponytail<br><hr>The late night swim she'd had the night before had been exactly what Alexandra had needed, and if she was telling the truth, the unexpected meeting with the enigmatic life guard had been rather enjoyable as well. It had done wonders for her energy levels, and Saturday morning had her moving with a little more bounce in her step as she moved between tables, serving plates of high quality omelets and crepes, bowls of exotic fruits and glasses of cool orange juice and milk. She even served a few mimosas,&nbsp; even though she thought it entirely too early for alcohol. <br><br>She had just finished serving a wealthy young couple who were celebrating their honeymoon by indulging in their “swinging fantasies”&nbsp; as they called them, when another table that had been there for almost an hour already and was entirely too generous with his attentions called her over yet again. She could swear she could almost set her watch by how often he called her… every ten minutes, it seemed. But… the customer was always right, and if she wanted a tip, she’d just have to find a way to balance the over demanding man’s needs with the rest of her tables. “You all enjoy your breakfast and I’ll be back to check on you later, okay?” she asked the couple, who were enthusiastically discussing some girl they’d picked up and taken back to their rooms the night before, hardly seeming to notice Alexandra at all. <br><br>Giving her head a little shake as a bemused smile crossed her features, Alexandra moved toward the table with the overly friendly male patron. “What can I do for you?” she asked, doing her best to sound chipper and not let her annoyance show in her tone. <br><br>Almost immediately, an arm found her waist and before she could protest, Alexandra was forced to let out a little squeal of surprise as she half toppled in to the man’s lap. Almost immediately, she could feel something hard and insistent pressing against the round of her ass, and a deep crimson blush created by a mixture of embarrassment and anger surfaced within her. “What you can do,” he said, his heavily Vermont accented voice breathing against her neck and ear, sending a shiver of disgust through her as the smell of alcohol tinged her nose, “is keep your fine ass in my lap and feed me my breakfast. Then maybe if you’re a very good girl, I’ll take you back to my room.” <br><br>Alexandra squirmed slightly, trying to break away from his hold as casually as possible. “I’m sorry, Sir, but I have work to do and other customers to look after,” she said, her voice flustered and a nugget of panic beginning to form inside of her. She saw heads turning their way, people curiously looking on and Alexandra’s face turned another shade of red as embarrassment washed over her once more. What on earth must they think of her, sitting in some man’s lap in the middle of her shift, with his hand pushing itself in to the waistband of her shorts like his was?<br><br>Her hand found his, tried to halt it as it pressed through her panties and in to the delicate, sensitive folds within them. “Please stop,” she gasped, squirming a little harder and trying to break away from him, her hand still tugging at his arm, trying to force it away from her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>06-09-2014, 22:58:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a2/Alex_oloughlin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Gabriel Lennox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10400301#msg10400301), Island Security Guard<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alexandra<br><strong>Where:</strong> The Counter<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Navy blue shorts, tight white shirt, sneakers and the Security wristband<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Gabriel had grown from the regular security officer to something more attentive. There were some cases, in the beginning, where he intervened and literally ruined the fun of both parties involved. Some other than him enjoyed when a woman put up a fight. He wasn’t really into the pseudo-rape thing, but a bit of a playful fight was fun and a good turn on. His eyes glanced toward the pretty, petite and deliciously curvy waitress again and he read annoyance all over her. She clearly didn’t like the guy she was talking to. He snickered, and returned his attention to the paper.<br><br>It took a few seconds before his attention was called to her again. A squeal of surprise that made him straighten his back, a bit like a guard dog who had heard something worth notice and was waiting for confirmation… and Gabriel heard his confirmation. He turned onto his chair wiped his hand onto a napkin and stood. His face had a hard expression, his eyes ice cold. He wove his way through the tables, reassured the swinging couples with a gesture for the man to ease up and sit. Seeing the bracelet at Gabriel’s wrist, the man nodded his head and resumed his seat, but both him and his wife were turned toward the scene.<br><br>Gabriel arrived behind the unaware man and placed a hand on the low slope between the neck and the shoulder. His fingers curled and dug into the muscle, causing noticeable pain into the patron’s shoulder.<br><br>“Who the fuck do you think you are?” The man growled and winced, but he didn’t release his hold onto Alexandra yet. <br><br>Gabriel all but shoved the red and black wrist band in his face with his free hand and squeezed a little tighter as he leaned over the guy’s shoulder to whisper. What he gave for answer wasn’t for everyone else to overhear. “I’m the guy who can end your vacation faster than traveler’s diarrhea.” Gabriel said and with an authoritarian tone, he demanded. “Get your hands off her, right now.”<br><br>“Do you have any idea who… Ow!” The man protested as Gabriel gave another brief, tight squeeze. “Alright, alright.” The man said and he raised his hands to let go of Alexandra. <br><br>Gabriel offered her his free hand, so that he could help her get up and off the creep. “You could be a Milano, it wouldn’t change anything.” Gabriel said and glanced at the keycard on the table. He straightened up to be able to better help Alex, and then spoke with an official tone to the client. “Room 40, you are warned. Should you break the rules of Bekamor once again, you will be required to leave the island. Am I clear?” Gabriel expected a clear answer, but he got a nod. He wouldn't release the man's shoulder before Alexandra was safe away from him.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloodied Porcelain</strong> on <strong>07-09-2014, 04:25:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/LexiOCallahan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Alexandra O’Callahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10420133#msg10420133), Waitress<br><strong>Who:</strong> Gabriel, Closed<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Room<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd | Morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Short white shorts and a Bekamor Staff shirt with her nametag on it, clean white running shoes, hair in a ponytail<br><hr>Alexandra was squirming harder than ever by the time anyone bothered coming to her rescue. She was ready to scream for security, but the desperation to not make any more of a scene than she already was and subsequently risk losing her job was enough to keep her quiet even when the tip of his middle finger dug painfully against her clit and made her whimper. Her hands gripped at the table, trying to use it as leverage to pull herself up and away from the asshole who had his arms around her, but there was no real hope of getting away from him on her own without resorting to violence of some kind... something that could definitely result in her losing her job.<br><br>She didn't notice her knight in shining armor coming to her rescue, didn't realize help was on the way until it was already there. When her attacker exclaimed <em>Who the fuck do you think you are?!</em>, Alex was momentarily convinced he was talking to her... Demanding to know why she, the help, thought she could turn down someone like him. Her lips were just parting to answer him that she was simply someone with a job to do who couldn't walk away from that job to do what he expected of her, when another voice broke in. This voice was just as masculine as the first, but there was another tone to it... <br><br>It was authoritative and firm, cold and bordering on something like a warning. Craning her head around, she caught a look at a man who was familiar, but not so much that she could ever say she <em>knew</em> him. They had met, yes, but she knew nothing more about him than his job title. In that moment, her thought processes were so stretched andstrained she wasn't even sure she knew his name. When at last the man released her, Alexandra was quick to begin scrambling out of his lap, only to have a large, strong hand offer itself as help. Her considerably smaller hand slid in to Gabriel's and she stood slowly, her legs somewhat shaky as she did so, and sparing him a momentary look of gratitude, she felt what little self control she held in place during the exchange rapidly dissipating. <br><br>Ducking her head, she hurried toward a door marked "staff only" and disappeared in to the small side room used primarily as a place for staff to graba quick breather or store their personal effects. There was barely enough room for three adults to stand side by side, shoulder to shoulder in the room, but she was just one tiny girl and as she huddled in to the corner, desperately trying to regulate her breathing, she felt&nbsp; tears spilling down her cheeks. Her hands shook and her body trembled just slightly as the adrenaline inspired by her terror finally began to dissipate.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>07-09-2014, 06:12:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a2/Alex_oloughlin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Gabriel Lennox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10400301#msg10400301), Island Security Guard<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alexandra<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining room / Backroom<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Navy blue shorts, tight white shirt, sneakers and the Security wristband<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Gabriel spared a glance for the woman who had taken his hand and he could see that she was more shaken than he had anticipated. He thought she might stick around but when she hurried away, Gabriel did not hold her back. She needed to regroup, he was sure, and that could hardly be done with the clients of the place were all looking at her. “If she decides to lodge a complaint against you, that she would you clearly to stop and you didn’t, you will be escorted to the boat and taken to the main land. You sit tight, and make sure that you leave her a big tip.” Gabriel said and he squeezed tighter than before making the guy wince and cry out again.<br><br>Gabriel left the man to go and find Alexandra. He had no idea where she had gone to, if she had left the restaurant altogether or what, but as he walked behind the counter and into the kitchen. He was clearly looking in every little nook and crannies when the cook pointed one particular. He knew the room, but had never really gone there before. He went to it with quick light steps, but he opened the door slowly so as to not startle her.<br><br>“Alexandra, it’s just me, alright?” he warned her but he entered and closed the door behind him. That place was just barely bigger than a closet, for crying out loud. He crouched to be at her height, unsure. Not many things that a woman did would leave him speechless, but tears were completely disarming if they were sincere and not just the manipulative, guilt-tripping ones. He didn’t touch her, didn’t talk yet because his mind kept coming up with blanks. All his training to face this kind of situation was hiding somewhere in some unknown corner of his memory and refused to come out. He simply held a hand to her again, just barely an inch from hers. He wanted to offer her comfort but since he wasn’t sure if she would welcome it from a man who was basically a stranger, even if much safer than the vast majority of the men on the island.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloodied Porcelain</strong> on <strong>07-09-2014, 07:05:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/LexiOCallahan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Alexandra O’Callahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10420133#msg10420133), Waitress<br><strong>Who:</strong> Gabriel, Closed<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Room<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd | Morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Short white shorts and a Bekamor Staff shirt with her nametag on it, clean white running shoes, hair in a ponytail<br><hr>Alexandra was desperately trying to calm herself and come down out of whatever spun-up, tense place she had managed to go, but found the task impossible. When his voice sounded on the other side of the door, however, she cringed and sniffled. She probably looked like hell...she didn't want anyone to see her this way. And yet shefound she didn't have the heart to tell him no or to say he shouldn't join her. <br><br>When the door opened, Alex lowered her eyes and did her best to wipe at them with her hands. She expected him to say something... to tell her it was okay.. to say she needed to file a complaint... to tell her to pull herself together and get back to work. But he didn't say any of those things. In fact, he didn't say anything at all. Instead he simply stood there, seeming to wait for her to be the first to break the silence that hung between them, thick as molasses. "I'm sorry," she managed, her voice thick with tears as she looked toward him, trying to pull her lips in to a tight line so as to demonstrate more control over herself than she honestly felt she had. <br><br>But then she noticed something peculiar... he wasn't speaking, but he was communicating, however silently. His hand was held out for her, and after a moment of staring at it and hesitating, she lifted her own fingers to timidly brush against his. At first it was only her fingertips against his own, and then slowly her fingers curled, gripping his, and as wide brown eyes met his, she let out a soft half-sob and instinctively stepped in close, her cheek finding his chest. <br><br>She didn't put her arms around him, though her hand held his own, gripping it with a silent sense of desperation as she basked in the warmth of his body so close to her own. "I'm sorry I'm such a mess," she murmured. "Thank you for helping me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>07-09-2014, 08:05:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a2/Alex_oloughlin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Gabriel Lennox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10400301#msg10400301), Island Security Guard<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alexandra<br><strong>Where:</strong> Backroom<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Navy blue shorts, tight white shirt, sneakers and the Security wristband<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Gabriel waited silently for her to come to him. When she said she was sorry, Gabriel simply shook his head no. She shouldn’t feel sorry or guilty of anything. She was not responsible for what happened and he would not let her blame herself for this. His training had finally kicked in, but he didn’t want to say all those cliché things to her, he wanted to be a friend first and a security guard after. The duty of reporting the asshole could wait for another hour. Gabriel only hoped that Room #40 wouldn’t do anything stupid.<br><br>Gabriel closed his hand onto her finger gently, so that she could pull back whenever she wished. He looked into her eyes, his having lost all the edge and the cold that was present earlier only to show a compassionate and understanding face to her. She came and snuggled up to him, clinging onto his hand tightly. Gabriel reacted by placing his arm around her and rubbing her back with a warm hand, then his hand moved to her head, where he gently pulled her hair away from her face so that strands would not stick on her wet cheeks.<br><br>“Don’t worry about being a mess, it’s totally understandable.” He said, his tone and voice soft and warm. “I don’t know what went through his mind, I can’t understand this behavior, how someone can think this is acceptable. I’ll file a report so that the manager can take action, but Marisa might request to speak with you. Right now, though, just… take your time to calm down. I am here for you.” His hand returned to his upper back, doing that back and forth motion again. He had nowhere else to be, and even if he had it would have to wait.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloodied Porcelain</strong> on <strong>07-09-2014, 17:14:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/LexiOCallahan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Alexandra O’Callahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10420133#msg10420133), Waitress<br><strong>Who:</strong> Gabriel, Closed<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Room<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd | Morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Short white shorts and a Bekamor Staff shirt with her nametag on it, clean white running shoes, hair in a ponytail<br><hr>"I bet you see a lot worse than that around here sometimes," Alex murmured, feeling dreadfully guilty for her inability to cope smoothly with the situation. "Probably see people who don't break down like this over something so small." She was desperately trying to trivialize what she had been through in her mind, to tell herself it wasn't a big deal, even though every logical part of her brain said it was a very, very big deal.<br><br>His arm around her felt surprisingly good, considering Alexandra's flesh wanted to crawl at the mere thought of a man touching her. Something was different about this. Perhaps it was the feel of his hand gently rubbing at her back, trying to soothe her while his other hand held hers. Perhaps it was just the desperate need to know that someone else was there. Perhaps it was the warmth he gave off, strong and comforting in a way most people would never be able to equal. Her free hand wrapped around his middle after a few moments, fingertips splaying against the small of his back, pressing gently at the tight white fabric of his tshirt, almost able to imagine his skin beneath it. <br><br>When he said he would file the report, Alex's eyes went wide. "Is...is that really necessary?" She asked, memories of seeing girls at other restaraunts in the states being fired for the actions of a customer... being blamed when the shift manager put his hand up your shirt without your permission. A feeling of dread gripped her as she thought about what it could mean for her if a report was filed. "I...I mean... I don't want to cause anymore trouble," she murmured as she looked up at him, still not releasing his hand or withdrawing her other from his back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>07-09-2014, 22:26:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a2/Alex_oloughlin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Gabriel Lennox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10400301#msg10400301), Island Security Guard<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alexandra<br><strong>Where:</strong> Backroom<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Navy blue shorts, tight white shirt, sneakers and the Security wristband<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">”Over the course of a year here, twice. It doesn’t matter if it was better or worse, or how other people might react, though. What matter is how you’re feeling right now. The fact remains that you asked him to stop and he didn’t. No one takes this with a grain of salt, unless they didn’t really mean for the man to stop.” Gabriel said and he was far from thinking that most women would. Sure, he’d play into a woman’s fantasy if she came to him with the wish to play a scenario like this, but there would be precautions taken and she was consenting ahead of time.<br><br>He felt her ease up against him - or he thought he did anyway - and her arm wound around him. He didn’t change his position, there to comfort her and not seduce her. Keeping at bay thoughts of how she felt up against her body were rather simple given how she was freaked out, but he knew the feeling might haunt him later on. “Do you want him to do this, and perhaps have his way this time, with another woman? He’s a predator, Alexandra, he doesn’t belong here” Gabriel said. The goal wasn’t to cause her any kind of guilt, but to encourage her, support her in taking the right decision for the best of the community.<br><br>“Alex, you didn’t cause trouble, he did. The Milano’s are aware that things like this will happen, they are expecting it and dealing quite swiftly with it. There are always people who cross the line. He just assaulted you in the restaurant where you work, I wouldn’t be surprised if some of the guests already reported the incident. You’ll be fine, and won’t have to worry coming across him somewhere on the island where you might not get help in time. Take your time, though. I’m not going anywhere unless you tell me to buzz off.” He said and for the first time since entering this small room, Gabriel gave her a small smile.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloodied Porcelain</strong> on <strong>08-09-2014, 15:58:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/LexiOCallahan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Alexandra O’Callahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10420133#msg10420133), Waitress<br><strong>Who:</strong> Gabriel, Closed<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Room<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd | Morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Short white shorts and a Bekamor Staff shirt with her nametag on it, clean white running shoes, hair in a ponytail<br><hr>“I… I don’t even know how I’m feeling. Not really. Just… shaky. Like my hands won’t stop trembling,” she murmured quietly, and he’d feel it when she loosened up on the pressure she applied to his back, the way her fingertips seemed to tremble against his back for a moment. “I think… I mean… It’s probably just adrenaline wearing off. My heart is still pounding.” Her voice had grown small and quiet, just loud enough to be heard as her eyes closed and her head tilted so her forehead rested against his chest. <br><br>When he asked if she wanted the man to be able to do (and succeed next time) what he’d done to her to another woman, she lowered her eyes, a slight feeling of shame washing over her. “No, of course not. I just… I’ve seen girls lose their jobs over complaints like this. I can’t… I can’t lose this job.” Her eyes glanced up at him, searching his face as he said she hadn’t done anything wrong, that the Milanos expected things like this and they were dealt with swiftly and seriously, and she could only hope he was right. <br><br>When her dark eyes locked on to his own, Alex felt something inside of her tighten. Perhaps it was her heart… or her lungs were just constricting because of all of the anxiety she had felt, but she suspected it was the realization that suddenly dawned on her, that they were standing incredibly close in a small amount of space, and even though there was nothing sordid about the embrace they shared, he was still a man she hardly knew. Not to mention the fact that she just realized how good his body felt against her own. <br><br>Immediately, a blush colored her fair cheeks and she was looking down, drawing back slightly and wiping at her tears with her hands, turning to her purse to grab her compact and a tissue to fix her face. The second she looked at herself in the mirror, she gave a little groan. Her eyes were red and puffy and what little eye makeup she wore was completely ruined. “Oh, damn,” she murmured as she began to desperately dab at her lower eyelids in an attempt to clean them up. <br><br>“I look terrible,” she said, glancing up at him, sounding half apologetic. “I have to clean myself up if I’m going to go back to work.” She ignored the little voice in the back of her head that said she didn’t <em>want</em> to go back to work… she wanted to stay right there with him, in that little barely-bigger-than-a-closet space with his arms around her. That little voice was insane… completely irrational. Someone like Gabriel had no interest in spending his time with someone like her under normal circumstances. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>10-09-2014, 12:24:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a2/Alex_oloughlin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Gabriel Lennox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10400301#msg10400301), Island Security Guard<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alexandra<br><strong>Where:</strong> Backroom<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Navy blue shorts, tight white shirt, sneakers and the Security wristband<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">”You won’t lose your job. Alex, you were working, wearing your uniform, and I could tell you weren’t teasing him. I saw you just a moment before he pulled you into his lap. You looked thoroughly annoyed, woman, clearly not teasing the guy so you could call for help after. You’ll be fine, trust me.” He said and he just gently brushed the back of his fingers against her wet cheek. He looked down at her and their gaze met.<br><br>Gabriel was not sure what had changed, if she had just realized that other than their names, the two of them barely knew anything about the other and yet she was crying in his arms but Alex suddenly blushed and looked away from him. She gotten a grip over herself suddenly and Gabriel only observed her closely to see if it was a sign that it was time for him to consider leaving the woman alone. He would not stay if she tolerated him just out of gratitude.<br><br>“Don’t say that. You don’t look terrible, you never do.” Gabriel leaned back against the wall, the door handle poking him slightly in the lower back. “You’ve looked better, I agree, but you are still quite beautiful.” The last thing she needed was a man to hit on her, but he had a bit of a playful touch to his smile. He meant the comment to be light-hearted and he hoped that his intent had seeped into the word. He did find her beautiful, though, and he maybe, sometime down the road, he’d try to woo her… but now wasn’t a good time.<br><br>“Protocol asks that you go gather your tips, come file a report with me and take the rest of the day off.” Gabriel stated, but he would not enforce it if she wanted to return to work as long as she came by the office later to report the incident herself. The only thing was that the longest she took to go, the more she risked not wanting to go at all and that would be a problem. “Would you come with me, so that I can make sure the creep doesn’t give it a second try out of a little revenge?” Gabriel said, but the last thing that he wanted was to play on her fear.<br><br><br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloodied Porcelain</strong> on <strong>15-09-2014, 00:35:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/LexiOCallahan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Alexandra O’Callahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10420133#msg10420133), Waitress<br><strong>Who:</strong> Gabriel, Closed<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Room<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd | Morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Short white shorts and a Bekamor Staff shirt with her nametag on it, clean white running shoes, hair in a ponytail<br><hr>Alex heard him say she never looked terrible and a deep blush colored her cheeks as he did so. Instinctively, she glanced up and over at him, taking in the look on his face as he said she was beautiful. There was a little voice in her head that said he was just trying to make her feel better, and then there was that other little voice again... The one that wanted his arms around her again, that wanted to feel wanted, to be reminded that a man could be good to her simply because she wanted him. Swallowing just a bit, she looked back at her reflection and listened as he talked about protocol.<br><br>Part of her wanted to argue that she couldn't afford to take off the rest of her shift, and she was just about to do just that when he asked her to go with him so that he could ensure the asshole who had hurt her wouldn't try again out of revenge. Immediately, her heart picked up just a bit and she felt herself wanting to cry allover again, but she held the tears back. "You... You don't really think he would, do you?" she asked in a timid voice before looking his way, a shudder passing through her at the memory of his hand shoving itself into her shorts and groping at her delicate sex.<br><br>She tried to think over the tips she would be missing out on if she took the day off and some part of her grimaced at the numbers her mind was coming up with. Snapping her mirror closed as she wiped away the last of her make up, she tucked it back in to her purse and turned to look back at him, leaning against the wall across from him.Tucking her hands in to her pockets shyly, she tried to think of something to say. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>16-09-2014, 10:11:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a2/Alex_oloughlin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Gabriel Lennox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10400301#msg10400301), Island Security Guard<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alexandra<br><strong>Where:</strong> Backroom<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Navy blue shorts, tight white shirt, sneakers and the Security wristband<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">”I’m not trying to scare you, Alexandra. I just don’t want to give the creep an opportunity. You don’t deserve something like this.” Gabriel said and&nbsp; watched her as she was getting prepared to face the world again. This little room represented security to her in one way or the other, otherwise she wouldn’t have come in here to hide from the other man. She’d have to get out of here eventually and that was what the nudging was about. He was also quite eager to escort the creep to the boat and have someone dump him on the main land. <br><br>He titled his head, trying not to make her feel like she was being stared at in such a creepy way. It suddenly dawned on him that with way he was leaning against the door frame, door handle poking him in the kidney. She was trapped here, because of him. One Gabriel go over the mental facepalm, he took a deep breath and moved off the door to open it for her. Fresh air came in, carrying with it the smell of food being prepared for the upcoming lunch. Gabriel made a motion for her to leave the room first. “After you.” He stated simply, accompanied by the usual gesture of his hand<br><br>He still had to pay for his breakfast and since she had given it to her, he fished his walled out of one pocket of his cargo navy short and took a $10 bill. His small oatmeal, toasts and coffee would have cost about half that, but he didn’t care. He usually paid his meal with the employee discount, but with the amount of tip the waitress would get from a fully charged meal. “Here, keep the change, as usual.” He said, and handed the $10 to her until she took it from him. <br><br>Through the window into the restaurant, Gabriel saw her client, the one that had been ready to come to the rescue, stand up from where he was waiting at the counter. His wife wasn’t with him anymore. Gabriel wondered if he had been waiting to pay her for the meal all this time, though Alex’s coworker should have taken care of it and hand Alex her tip. It quickly became obvious that the client had been wanting to hand her the tip himself to make sure it would reach her in its generous entirety. <br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloodied Porcelain</strong> on <strong>18-09-2014, 04:26:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/LexiOCallahan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Alexandra O’Callahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10420133#msg10420133), Waitress<br><strong>Who:</strong> Gabriel, Closed<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Room<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd | Morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Short white shorts and a Bekamor Staff shirt with her name tag on it, clean white running shoes, hair in a ponytail<br><hr>Alexandra watched as he stepped away from the door enough to open it, letting fresh air replace the somewhat still, almost musty air in the small closet. Self consciously, she moved her hands to smooth over her hair and tugged her shirt and shorts straight, wanting to make sure the disheveled feeling that hung over her oppressively wasn't so outwardly obvious. Her hands trembled just a bit as she stepped out in to the bright light of the restaurant and hesitated, looking around the dining area for the man who had accosted her. She didn't see him, but her stomach still felt tight and nervousness hung over her like a cloud. Swallowing some, she glanced back to be sure Gabe was with her before wandering out in to the collection of tables.<br><br>Desperate not to make a bigger deal out of what had happened, she began efficiently going around to tables and collecting her tips before stopping when Gabriel produced hers. "Thank you," she murmured, considering for a moment pointing out that it made no sense for him to be paying her so much in tips when he'd basically just come to her rescue when some creep had decided he had the right to put his hands on her. Chewing her lower lip, she tucked the money in to her apron and looked up in time to see the male half of the couple she had served earlier walking her way.<br><br>With a little swallow, Alex forced a smile as he neared her and took the money he offered as gracefully as she could manage, doing her best to seem upbeat and grateful when he even took the time to apologize for the creep who had put his hands on her. "Thank you... Thank you, Sir," she got out, blushing just a bit as she watched him walking off. Unsure what to do with herself, she took a moment to clear a few of the tables, tidying up as she fought with herself over whether or not she should file a report against the man who accosted her. Finally, though, after several minutes of busy work and another waitress urging her to go take care of herself, Alex just gave a little nod and wandered back toward Gabriel. "Will you go with me?" she asked, and her blush returned, deep and coloring her neck to the tips of her ears. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>22-09-2014, 12:16:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a2/Alex_oloughlin.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Gabriel Lennox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10400301#msg10400301), Island Security Guard<br><strong>Who:</strong> Alexandra<br><strong>Where:</strong> dinning room<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Navy blue shorts, tight white shirt, sneakers and the Security wristband<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;"> “You <em>are</em> fine, Alexandra.” He said softly when he saw her fussing over how she looked again. He had a thought that he might just be her trying to make herself feel suitable for serving clients, so he said no more. In his eyes, she looked like someone who had been severely challenged on an emotional level, but she wasn’t hysterical or filled with an anger close to rage at the offense and humiliation that she had just gone through.<br><br>Gabriel followed her outside without hesitating. He wouldn’t stick to her if she said she was fine on her own, but&nbsp; for the moment, he felt better staying close. Someone who had been in the client’s position would most likely not like being shown that he wasn’t the top dog of the place and while he had downplayed it a little so that Alex would not be so jumpy, he was afraid that revenge might come into play. While he certainly knew how to neutralize someone quickly, Gabriel would prefer not gather a collection of bruises bringing the other man down.<br><br>Gabriel had returned to his seat, though his things had been gathered by the other girl already. He had had most of his breakfast and certainly had enough to last until lunch. He kept an eye on things, but his glance kept going back toward Alexandra. He kept his head on straight, though, and did not let his eyes wander over her too much.<br><br>“She alright?” He heard softly beside him and he turned his head toward the other waitress who had brought him cold water. Gabriel nodded his head once.<br><br>“Thanks. She’ll be fine, I think. I don’t know her all that well.” Gabriel said. “She needs a nudge out, so she can take the day as protocol requires.” Gabriel said, hoping that the woman would help. Not long after, he heard her speak to Alexandra, encouraging her to leave and take her day off.<br><br>“I’ll be your bodyguard.” He told Alex with a charming lop-sided smile. She was awfully cute, blushing like that.&nbsp; Gabriel downed the last of his water, winked at the helpful waitress who smiled at him and then motioned discreetly for him to go away. He stood and without thinking about whether or not it would bother her, he put an arm around her back and his warm hand came to rest gently just above her waistline.&nbsp; “Let’s get this over with, after you can keep me around for another… 4 hours, then I have to head to work.” He encouraged her gently.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloodied Porcelain</strong> on <strong>24-09-2014, 17:33:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/LexiOCallahan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Alexandra O’Callahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10420133#msg10420133), Waitress<br><strong>Who:</strong> Gabriel, Closed<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Room<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd | Morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Short white shorts and a Bekamor Staff shirt with her name tag on it, clean white running shoes, hair in a ponytail<br><hr>When Gabriel said he would be her body guard, Alex felt her cheeks go a little bit pinker, but a tiny smile tugged at the corners of her full lips. Biting the lower one shyly, she looked around for a moment before realizing she didn’t have her purse. “Let me go get my bag,” she said before hurrying back off to the very closet they had been standing in not long before. Grabbing it off of the hook inside, she stopped to look at herself in her small compact mirror again, but this time found herself worrying not over how customers might feel, but how <em>Gabriel</em> might feel about how disheveled she was. <br><br>The truth of course was that she didn’t look that bad at all, considering what she’d been through… her eyes were a little red and her expression somewhat haggard from the emotional turmoil, but she was none the worse for wear. Still, for Alex every little flaw and imperfection stood out like a neon sign in the dead of night and she found herself staring at herself in annoyance for a moment before snapping the compact closed, slipping it in to her bag, and stepping back out in to the open before moving back over to where he stood. <br><br>His words about her getting to have him around for the next four hours made her unexpectedly happy, and she had to fight the urge to wear a somewhat goofy smile on her face at the idea of him sticking around. <br><br>As they left the restaurant, she felt the warmth of his hand on the small of her back and was torn between relaxing in to his comforting touch and feeling tense, like the strings of a violin tightened too much. She wanted to tremble at the same time she wanted to sigh, and there was a little part of her brain that was mentally berating herself for her reactions to his touches. She shouldn’t be enjoying this. At all. She’d just been accosted and had it not been so public, the man might have even raped her… and all she could think about was how good Gabriel’s hand felt? <br><br>The memories of being in his arms in the close quarters of the tiny staff-only closet came rushing back to her, but she did her best to ignore them as they walked out in to the sunlight. Glancing up at him shyly, she wondered if he could tell all the different directions her mind was taking, but she guessed that given he was clearly not interested in her in such a way that he’d never even think to care what went through her head. <br><br>"So how did you come to work at Bekamor?" she finally asked, trying not to sound as awkward as she felt trying to make small talk while the press of his hand on her back was distracting her so perfectly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>01-10-2014, 16:23:54</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> <br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Area<br><strong>When: </strong> August 6th, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <br><hr><br>Katerina Souls was not normally a morning person, despite having a best friend whom woke up before dawn she preferred to stay up late, more preferably under a hot spotlight or in the coolness of the back stage watching the odd angles of a show she was a part of. No, that didn’t make her an outgoing person; most of the time, but she was well known for her mood swings. This morning she had thought it a great idea to set her alarm, and get up slightly early for breakfast. Now, she thought that it was the worst idea she had had since sliced cheese. <br><br>She had ordered herself a simple breakfast of waffles and fruit, her waffles mostly covered by the mountain of fruit to be exact. She was still waiting for her food to come out as she sipped at a glass of purified water while she looked out at the views through the open pillars of the dining area. She had not seen much of the island yet, and with her best friend MIA she imaged the other woman was somewhere to be found, swimming. Which was most of the other woman’s normal morning exercise. Kat, she just wanted to go back to sleep so she could stay up late and dance again tonight. Then again, it was going to be wishful thinking. Her birthday was tomorrow and she needed to get some kind of sleep for what she imaged would be an over exaggerated day. At least from the point of her best friend. <br><br>She gave up, knowing deep down that she was not going to get any more sleep and started to plot out what she was going to do today if her friend did or did not show up. She had not gotten very far when she finished her drink and the server came to grab her glass and refill it. She lightly tapped her feet and hummed to one of her favorite songs from the last tour she was on. Bored and not realizing how depressing the tune was in fact to anyone whom might stumble by to hear it. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>01-10-2014, 16:36:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/MarcusBeck.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Marcus Beck (http://URL)<br><strong>Who:</strong> Nobody...yet<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Area<br><strong>When: </strong> August 6th, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A pair of white boxers<br><hr><br>Morning runs were the best, Marcus decided as he stepped out of the restaurant. His hair was still wet from the shower he had taken after his run, and he had since washed off the sheen of sweat, but the nice, cool feelings in his muscles remained. He let out a very satisfied sigh, his enjoyment rather complete. There was a smile on his face as he held his plate of food, a rather large meal, toast, omelette, bacon, hash browns, a stack of three pancakes, and a bowl of fruit. He had simply piled it on at the buffet, and he did not regret stuffing his face one bit. When a man was hungry, a man was hungry!<br><br>The only thing he regretted about the morning run was the lack of someone else. He hadn't seen a single other person along the beach, a pity, because the sunrise had been so beautiful. Still, it was not his concern what they did, but he found himself craving a company after his solitary morning. Still, it seemed that the place was mostly empty, and that the people he saw were mostly involved with others. Marcus was open, but not rude; let them have their own. He was sure he'd find some good company this morning.<br><br>And indeed he did, right behind what seemed to be a model of Mt. Everest made entirely of fruit and waffles. He heard her before he saw her, and almost passed by her, his mind a bit distracted. Her voice, however, and her gentle, depressing song caught his attention almost immediately, and he stopped right next to her, his waist awkwardly close to her face as he balanced his two plates of food. "Hey." he greeted with a warm smile. "Is this seat taken?" he asked, gesturing to the one across from her. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>02-10-2014, 17:36:53</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> <br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Area<br><strong>When: </strong> August 6th, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <br><hr><br>Food in front of her, fork making small circles to tear off tiny pieces of waffle she barely noticed that a couple of others had come into the restaurant in her minds absence, as a matter of fact she had switched from one long Broadway song to its predecessor in the process of her distant thinking which had led her to work despite her being on vacation. It was not until she jumped, hearing a voice beside her and turned to meet a hip close to her face that she realized that someone was talking to her, and that she was slightly slouching in her seat. <br><br>Immediately she sat up straight and looked up, her large blue eyes accentuated against her mass of dark ebony hair blinked up as she register that a man was talking to her, asking to sit with her no less. A blush crept across her face, and she barely squeaked out,” go ahead,” before her brain was in overdrive. She had only ever been in one relationship in her life, and despite the fact that she worked with men all of the time she instantly found herself embarrassed and unsure of herself. It had been so long since she had been solitarily around a male that she felt she blurted out the first thing that she could think of. <br><br>“I am Kat, who might you be stranger?” Her idea of blurting something out, though, was her giving him a half shy smile that brought a small light to her eyes, and a voice that naturally sounded more confident then she felt from years of acting and working around the stage. She didn’t realize she appeared far more confident then she felt, only the blush on her cheeks giving away that embarrassment she had as she turned and picked up a bite of her fruit and waffles and slipped it into her mouth to chew and distract her mouth from saying anything else her brain would instantly think was childish sounding, and stupid, right off of the bat. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>02-10-2014, 17:43:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/MarcusBeck.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Marcus Beck (http://URL)<br><strong>Who:</strong> Katerina Souls<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Area<br><strong>When: </strong> August 6th, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A pair of white boxers<br><hr><br>He nodded as she squeaked, her face surprised. Had he scared her? Well, she seemed to recover from it swiftly, thankfully, and he sat down across from her placing the food down with heavy thuds on the table. He began to eat, forcing himself to keep it civilized rather than shoveling down the food with gusto; he was hungry in the mornings, but making a good impression on the girl seemed more important at the moment. Heaven knew if she noticed the way his penis had pulsed in his boxers. <br><br>Some women were not here for just sex, he reminded himself. Some were probably just here to enjoy themselves, or at least to enjoy themselves before sex. He hated the way his mind worked sometimes, though. He looked up with a large bite of omelette in his mouth, then slowly chewed and swallowed, hearing her question. He put down the eating utensils and offered his hand to her, smiling. "My name is Marcus. It's nice to meet you, Kat. Short for Katherine?" he guessed as he picked up the utensils again.<br><br>His hunger partially satiated, Marcus no longer had to resist the urge to eat food madly. He kept his eyes on the girl across from him, now, watching her as they talked, admiring her raven hair and stunning blue eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>03-10-2014, 00:58:36</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> <br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Area<br><strong>When: </strong> August 6th, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=136403408 (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=136403408)<br><hr><br>Kat picked up another bite of her waffle, which was more fruit than waffle, and took a bite of it as she watched him now from across the table. She had honestly not noticed his erection, her attention brought away from his body and up to his face right away. She was from a professional world, and after being with only one man for so long she did not realize many things about men that she might have when she was younger, in school. In truth, her friend had not exactly explained the sexual side to the island retreat she had brought her on for her birthday. <br><br>She had started to sense it, just a little bit, but it had not sunk in quiet yet. “Actually,” She said smiling at the normal assumption about her name,” It is Katerina, odd I know, but my parents were never ones to try and go the traditional route with anything.” She explains as she twisted some more waffle and fruit onto her fork. She didn’t put it into her mouth yet as she asked him. “So, what were you up to this morning? A run? Because you are… um… a bit underdressed for what I am accustomed to for breakfast. Then again, though, maybe I am overdressed.” She said, trying to keep her question as lighthearted as she could. <br><br>Her eyes were sliding down now, mostly because of her question and having noticed that he was in fact not wearing much. From the flash in her mind of when she turned to meet his waist in her face she was quiet sure now that the man in front of her, sitting with her, was wearing nothing more than his boxers and the blush abruptly returned to her cheeks. She could be a bit of a ditz, missing what might normally be obvious facts like that until moments later. She had this time, and now felt the slight tense of her back as it dawned completely on her. She didn’t run though, nope she was not the shy girl in high school anymore. She would sit still, and curiously, find out why. <br><br>Not a shy girl, but a curious one now. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>03-10-2014, 15:26:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/MarcusBeck.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Marcus Beck (http://URL)<br><strong>Who:</strong> Katerina Souls<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Area<br><strong>When: </strong> August 6th, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A pair of white boxers<br><hr><br>He nodded and let out an embarrassed chuckle when she pointed out what her name actually was, and he nodded, taking another bite of his omelette. He looked at her intently as she spoke, and nodded, swallowing his food. "Yeah. Went for a run this morning...you would not believe how few people I saw out there! It's such a nice morning." he said with a smile. He cocked his head at her statement about him being underdressed. While he had not considered her as wearing too much, it did occur to him that she was wearing more than he had thought people would be wearing.<br><br>"I think you look really good." he assured her, smiling as he took another bite. He saw her eyes travel down and her face turn red, and he watched her with amused eyes as she tensed a little. Interesting. He wondered what was running through her mind. A few moments of silence passed between them as he ate, and he finally decided to break it. A cool see breeze blew by, causing his nipples to harden on his toned chest. "Well...considering what this resort was made for, I just decided I'd like to dress in a way that...shows off what I've got without giving too much away." He winked at her. "I think your outfit does that quite well, though." he reassured her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>04-10-2014, 09:05:30</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> Marcus Beck<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Area<br><strong>When: </strong> August 6th, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=136403408 (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=136403408)<br><hr><br>Kat was eating her food, not really thinking about what she was putting in her mouth now as she listened to him and nodded her head. She smiled, knowing that her best friend was out there somewhere swimming and doing her normal workout. “Well, I know my friend whom I am here with is out there doing some kind of fitness training, so if that is any consolation you were not really the only one.” She said, shrugging her shoulder as little bit as she took another bite and looked out towards the ocean. The wind had picked up, catching her hair and softly tossing it behind her as it gripped her shirt and pressed it too against her body, showing her curves and chest a bit better before she turned to look at him with a tilt of her head. <br><br>“What do you mean by ‘a resort like this’? It is for getting away and relaxing isn’t it? A good night club, interacting and meeting new people… the way you say that I feel as if I am missing on some fine detail. You see my friend brought me here for my birthday… so I didn’t get the tickets or anything. I just came along. I feel like your trying to insinuate something… I am not sure what.” She said honestly confused, though an idea forming in her head as her eyes continued to dodge down at their own accord. She did not slack in noticing how the breeze had caused his exposed chest to become more accentuated around his upper torso. She also didn’t forget to notice how it caught his hair. She almost felt breathless as her mind started to pick up, realize, what this man might be thinking of her. She was dressed this way because of the heat, but she also had secretly been seeking to me seen by men, just a little. She didn’t realize until that moment how much here in particular she would be seen. She had just gotten out of a really long, terrible ending relationship but just as she looked at the way he was dressed and the way he acted. <br><br>Something perked up in her that she realized she had not felt in a very long time in her only relationship before stepping foot on the island. <br><br>She was about ready to go find Jenifer and shoot her for what she now realized she had set her up to encounter. She was a sucker, and she knew it now as she stared at the man in front of her perplexed and full on blushing. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>04-10-2014, 16:15:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/MarcusBeck.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Marcus Beck (http://URL)<br><strong>Who:</strong> Katerina Souls<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Area<br><strong>When: </strong> August 6th, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A pair of white boxers<br><hr><br>She was cute, innocently so, and it occurred to him that she didn't seem to understand the finer points of Bekamor, for want of a better word. He appreciated how the wind blew her shirt back, and could not keep his eyes from dropping down for a moment. He ate slowly, trying to think of something to say. She was, indeed, missing out on quite the detail about Bekamor, as shown b her clothing. He wondered how to point that out to her, and glanced up to see her eyes sliding down his body. He finally decided to lean back, cocking his head. "So...you really didn't know?" Her story, then, must have been very interesting for her to be like this.<br><br>He appreciated the way she blushed and looked at him, and he abandoned his food to lean back, stretching, his body on display for her. He smiled kindly, cocking his head. "Well, Kat, I hate to break it to you, but Bekamor is probably more than your friend told you. Most people tend to wear less than I do, for good reason...here at Bekamor, there are quite a few attractions for those who wish to pursue the more...carnal side of love." He smiled apologetically. "Not that that's all there is, you understand. Just mentioning it." he said with a laugh as he turned back to eating.<br><br>"So, Kat, what do you do?" he asked as he looked up at her, unable to hold back a grin. She was cute, and absolutely stunning...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>05-10-2014, 13:41:03</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> Marcus Beck<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Area<br><strong>When: </strong> August 6th, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=136403408 (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=136403408)<br><hr><br>“My ‘friend’ is minced meat.” She grumbled to herself as the blush turned into a scowl as she glared outside. The breeze was nice, and helped her to keep her calm if only a little bit. She looked down at her outfit when he made his comment, wondering if people really wore so little here. She had been sure she had seen some very skimpy outfits at the club, but she didn’t realize just how provocative or ‘asking for it’ that the outfits could be taken as. Or at least would be preserved as for here. She tried to recollect herself, but in true Kat fashion her mood was swinging, and now she was a bit peeved. <br><br>At least, until he asked her about what she does for a living. She was taken right back into swing mode and she smiled at him with a shrug. She might as well roll with this, and see where it goes. Obviously her best friend thought that she needed to break away from her ex, whom she still had trouble coping with, and here she was in front of a hot man whom was for all matters of speaking giving her an eyeful down to his boxers as he stretched. Oh yes, he was not trying to hide a thing. She blushed a bit again, but then decided to roll with his question as her eyes struggled to stay on his face instead of, well, the rest of him. <br><br>“I do a lot,” she admits with a smile. “I work in theater, and I have many different professions within that. I sometimes do backup or temporary replacement for singers, dancers, and performers on the stage and I help with back stage preparations and pre-prep. I do a lot of set designing, and even help on the crew to develop the sets. So when you ask me what I do, I guess theater is the best answer I can give you.” She said, smiling at him now a twinkle in her eyes as she thought about her work. She loved it, and if it had not been obvious earlier by her singing it was much more obvious now. She picked up another bite of food, savoring it happily as she watched him, curious. <br><br>“And you?” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>05-10-2014, 15:33:07</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/MarcusBeck.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Marcus Beck (http://URL)<br><strong>Who:</strong> Katerina Souls<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Area<br><strong>When: </strong> August 6th, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A pair of white boxers<br><hr><br>Marcus chuckled with amused confusion at Kat's grumble, but he was beginning to piece together the puzzle. So she had been taken here by a friend, but she had not quite understood what Bekamor offered. Well, though she seemed to be angry, she also seemed to be taking it in stride. He did not know how he would have taken such a revelation as she had, but he would definitely not appeared as calm. His breakfast was now sad remnants of what it had been before, but Marcus was a big eater, and so began to spear whatever he could in a kebab on his fork, his eyes watching Kat. <br><br>He had sensed the irritation in her eyes, but, as a good reader of people, he noted as she swung swiftly back to the cheerful self she was when he first saw her. She would be fun to be around, he decided. The way she looked down his body assured him of that. He was subtle, though; come on too strong, and it might be weird, especially with a girl who was just understanding the point of Bekamor. More importantly, it wasn't the kind of thing he did. He cocked his head at her response, a surprised smile on our face. "Wow...we have quite the artist here, then, don't we?" he stated, grinning. "I'm impressed. Singing and dancing have never been my forte, and now we have a girl with skills in both." When she asked about him, he let out a laugh, scratching the back of his head in an almost embarrassed way.<br><br>"I'm nowhere near as big as you." he teased. "Just a pharmacist. Doing some stuff with medicine, making sure there are no faked prescriptions..." He shook his head and shrugged. "I bet you have a lot of cooler stories to tell than I do." He finished off his improvised breakfast-kebab and looked down at his two empty plates, then at her food. "Do you want to take a walk on the beach after breakfast? Bekamor is absolutely stunning, I have to say, and perhaps there could be a little skinny dipping and naked tanning." His voice was light and innocent, but the way his eyes sparkled was not. "I have yet to experience the true pleasures of this place...and it seems like you are the same."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>09-10-2014, 19:01:29</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> Marcus Beck<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Area<br><strong>When: </strong> August 6th, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=136403408 (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=136403408)<br><hr><br>She smiled at him when he shrugged off about his job. It made her tilt her head a little bit and raise up her eyebrow just a tad at him as well. “Well, your job may not be as ‘exciting sounding’ but you do a lot more for people then I do. I bring them temporary entertainment, for however long I am performing, but you! You help people get back into health. I mean, the doctors can prescribe the meds, but you guys do the distributing and harder part of it, at least to me it seems.” She says, shrugging and blushing a bit as she looked down at his plates. He was already done, and she noticed his glance at her plate. <br><br>She giggled slightly as she moved the center pieces on the table to the side and scooted her plate into the middle of the table, in an offer for him to help her finish her only slightly eaten meal. She did not mind, her mind was in need of more thinking then her body was in need of eating. She was listening to him and the blush creaped back up on her face as he mentioned skinny dipping, or tanning. She worked indoors a lot, and had never tanned very well, so she was more on the pale side. On the other hand, going into the ocean sounded like a brilliant idea. She smiled at the thought, but wondered in a side thought about the sand getting anywhere if she did decide to skinny dip. Another thought reminded her that happened already, even with a swim suit on. <br><br>“That sounds like fun,” She finally admitted with a smile before slipping a few pieces of fruit into her mouth to chew. Continuing after she chewed and thought about. “I have not really been at the ocean yet, and it would be a great experience to spend some time there.” She had never thought about skinny dipping before, it had never crossed her mind, but then the island had started to make her feel explorative, and she decided she would go with. Why not? She needed to break out of her shell, she guessed, and find herself. After all, she had given everything to her failed relationship, and she knew nothing about life outside of it; being her only one. She wanted to learn more, and though she blushed greatly at the thought she would try it. Just this once if anything else. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>10-10-2014, 14:57:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/MarcusBeck.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Marcus Beck (http://URL)<br><strong>Who:</strong> Katerina Souls<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Area<br><strong>When: </strong> August 6th, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A pair of white boxers<br><hr><br>His face turned a little red and he waved away her praise with a good-natured smile on his face. "Oh stop it..." He could not hold back a chuckle at her own adorable blush. "It's not half as romanticized as you think...though it is a lot harder." He shook his head. Marcus was already beginning to like this curious girl, this singer and dancer who was both innocent and heartily cheerful at the same time. "It's what I chose to get into, though, and I'm happy with it."<br><br>He raised his own eyebrow when she pushed the plate forward without a word. Was she offering it to him? He chuckled and reached forward with his fork to nab a piece of cantaloupe, watching her carefully as she responded to his skinny-dipping idea. No doubt that many women in the resort would have jumped at it for fun or for something else, but he had to remind himself that they all went at her own pace. And besides, Kat had just been hit with the driving force behind Bekamor...that must have been surprising for her.<br><br>He nodded and waved in the direction of the beach. "It is beautiful." he stated. "White sand and blue ocean as far as the eye can see." He nodded and smiled. That seemed to be an agreement... he reached forward for another piece of fruit, and noticed that there was not as much left. He nodded and pushed the fruit back towards her with a smile. "Sure, let's head over after you finish breakfast." he said with a nod, gesturing to her food. "I think there's a place with lockers, too, that we can put our clothes in while we have some fun under the sun. Looks like you might want some sunscreen for your beautiful skin, though..." he said with a thoughtful glance.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jemady Angel</strong> on <strong>10-10-2014, 16:22:40</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> Marcus Beck<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Area<br><strong>When: </strong> August 6th, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=136403408 (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=136403408)<br><hr><br>Kat smiled at him, but then gave him a cute little twitch of her nose as she glared at him. “You are not my mother.” She said, sounding very serious as she speared a piece of pineapple and ate it before standing up. “I am done eating, and I have sunblock in my room. I can pick it up as well as some towels for afterword and meet you at the beach?” She asked him, tilting her head at him as her face was relaxed again, light even. She stretched out and hummed a line to herself as she got adjusted after sitting down for so long. She looked around, realizing most of the people whom had been here earlier were gone. <br><br>“I will not take long.” She said, winking at him as she leaned over, picked up a grape with her fingers and then walked around the table towards the exit. She turned around, walking backwards with ease as she called back to him. “Is there anything else you need besides a towel?” When he answered she walked turn around and with a slight hop in her step hum as she walked towards her room to go and grab her sunblock. Yes, she was pushing herself out of her box, but then again, she had to eventually. When she was out of sight she unconsciously started to move a little bit faster, excited to go and spend time on the beach and for some reason excited to spend more time with him. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>10-10-2014, 16:52:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/MarcusBeck.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Marcus Beck (http://URL)<br><strong>Who:</strong> Katerina Souls<br><strong>Where:</strong> Dining Area<br><strong>When: </strong> August 6th, morning<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A pair of white boxers<br><hr><br>He chuckled at her statement as he shrugged. "No, but I'd hate to see that pretty skin of yours burned." he added, leaning back, his body flexing as he stretched and yawned. He nodded and stood. "Let's do it, then. I'll see you at the beach." he stated as he stood as well. She had turned just in time to miss seeing the firmness in his underwear, and he chuckled as he moved away from the table. Did he have to grab anything?<br><br>Nah. He liked the feel of sand and sea on his skin, and it took a lot to make him burn. He grinned as he headed towards the beach, recovered from his morning run and ready for a bit of fun in the sun. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>11-10-2014, 00:27:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/da/AkiGong.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Aki Gong (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10476538#msg10476538)<br><strong>Who:</strong> Eric<br><strong>Where:</strong> Walking to The Restaurant <br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday&nbsp; August 2, early evening<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Shorts, White Tank, and<del> a Long Cardigan</del> (http://glambistro.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/extra-long-cardigan.jpg)<br><hr><br>Walking down the path to the restaurant Aki soaking in the sounds of the surf that was like a heart beat to the island itself and the smell of the sea that was so fresh and relaxing, soothing in a way the city never was. She didn't miss the sounds of traffic or the buzz of people all around her in the least though she'd worried that she would. <br><br>Looking over at Eric she still was surprised she was here. She'd agreed to come and made all the arrangements but the entire time had thought something would come up and stop her from actually making it here. She couldn't believe she was here with the guy she'd fallen for. Smiling to herself she reached out and took his hand in her's. Perhaps it was a bit much so soon but she'd missed him so much over the last year that she didn't want to hold back with something so simple. She'd always been the type to go after what she wanted but she didn't want to be too aggressive either. She didn't want him to think she just wanted sex from him either. <br><br>"So how have you been? Anything new?" She asked as the restaurant came into view about a hundred feet in front of them. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 00:21:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/CarlosFreire.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Eric Salvatore (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10476534#msg104765341), Lifeguard<br><strong>Who:</strong> Aki<br><strong>Where:</strong> Front door<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd, evening<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> dark blue cargo shorts, blue beach shoes (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/CarlosFreire.jpg), white shirt.<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Eric walked with Aki, starting to relax at in her company. A part of him was just screaming to him that this was the woman he had spoken to almost daily for a year, that everything would be fine, but he knew he could screw up. Eric didn’t really fear rejection; he handled it well. He knew that rejection from her, though, would cut more deeply than any guest’s rejection because Aki mattered. The other women&nbsp; had all of his attention when he was with them, but he knew that there would be no long-lasting relationship out of it. He wanted the long term thing with Aki. Hell, he hadn’t touched a woman in two weeks, because that’s how long he had known that she was to come to the island.<br><br>Eric closed his hand around her delicate fingers and smiled at her. The contact was welcome, there was no doubt about it.&nbsp; “Not since we last spoke. We’ve had a bit of rain last week, one of those thunderstorms starting over water than you can see approaching. It was a beautiful show of lightning.” Eric said looking toward the restaurant that was rather close to the living quarters of both guests and staff. “I think it’s supposed to rain again sometime this week, but beside that storm the weather has been close to perfect. The guests are good people, I think, and no one tried to drown anyone else, or fell along the beach and was unable to get back up on their own because of the waves…” Weather? Check, Guests? Check. Work? Check. Okay, all the topic he should have avoided had been addressed.<br><br>“How about you? Did family cause any problem when they learned you were coming here to live and work? Or did you omit telling them the nature of the resort?” Eric asked, genuinely curious of how it had gone over for her.<br></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>22-10-2014, 04:48:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/da/AkiGong.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Aki Gong (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10476538#msg10476538)<br><strong>Who:</strong> Eric<br><strong>Where:</strong> Walking to The Restaurant <br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday&nbsp; August 2, early evening<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Shorts, White Tank, and<del> a Long Cardigan</del> (http://glambistro.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/extra-long-cardigan.jpg)<br><hr><br>Eric's fingers closed around hers, his skin just a bit rough against her own causing a river of sensation to trace up the length of her arm. His finger felt warm against her own, comforting and soothing a tension in her she hadn't even realized was there. He told her about a storm he'd seen last week and she smiled imagining it in her minds eye. "it'd be nice to see a storm like that, the buildings usually block the view back in Chicago." She remarked idly feeling a sense of calm settle over her. She was here, and things were going just fine, no one was about to come and rip it all away from her, she had nothing to worry about.<br><br>His question about her family caused her to laugh lightly shaking her head. "I told them I was leaving and there were mixed opinions." She said with a light chuckle, "My mom, she was the one who helped convince me to come to the resort the first time, she thought it would be good for me, get out of my shell I guess." She said pausing for a moment the image of her mom coming to mind, her silver streaked hair and laughing eyes, "i told her I was coming here to work and I don't think I've ever seen her look so happy, nor pleased with herself." She said again with another chuckle. "My dad thinks this is all some youthful excursion, something I need to get out of my system. He's rather...old fashioned, I don't think he really approves but he gave me his blessing just the same. Though he might of been afraid of mom refusing to cook for him if he didn't." She said again laughing lightly, "and my brother older only comment was that now he couldn't visit to get his freak on because that would just be weird'" She quoted with a light roll of her eyes though it was clear she had a great deal of love for him. "And Lin..." She paused thinking about Lin who was even more old world then her father, "He just knows I took a job with a resort, I'm pretty sure he would disown me if he knew the type of resort. No one else would dare tell him either." She said and there was a hint of sadness in her voice for having to lie to him.<br><br>"What did your family think when you told them?" She asked tilting her head up to look at him as they entered the restaurant. The light changed from the soft sunlight to the harsh artificial light. Aki paused for beat but there seemed to be no one about so with a shrug went to find a table looking about for a waitress as they moved threw the room to take a seat. Aki picked a table that had a view of the kitchen and sat so she was facing it a smile of amusement just touching her lips as her keen eyes picked up little details she would need to address. Water spots on the silverware and glasses, dust on the light fixtures, little things in other eyes but for a perfectionist like she it was a Big Deal.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bekamor, Adult Resort ~ The Restaurant</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>29-10-2014, 03:41:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/CarlosFreire.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Eric Salvatore (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10476534#msg104765341), Lifeguard<br><strong>Who:</strong> Aki<br><strong>Where:</strong> Front door<br><strong>When: </strong> Saturday August 2nd, evening<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> dark blue cargo shorts, blue beach shoes (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/CarlosFreire.jpg), white shirt.<br><hr><div style="text-align: justify;">Eric listened to her talk, smiling and nodding slightly here and there to let her know that he had her undivided attention. He realized that he knew next to nothing of her family or if the notion of honor and tradition that was depicted in moves was anything close to the truth when it came to her family. Being American, though, Eric suspected that her family might have adapted to the looser ways of the North American, rather than try to force a strict code of conduct upon the kids.<br><br>“Ah yes, my mother had my father by the same strings. I think my father could not cook himself an egg without leaving half of it in the bottom of the pan, burned to a char.” Eric said, a roguish grin playing on his lips. He nodded again here and there, smiled when she spoke of one of her brother and then frown when she spoke of the other. “It’s harsh, and sad, but I hope that you and him will come to be able to talk about your job one day without having him overreact.” Eric said and he squeezed her hand gently to comfort her.<br><br>“My mother knew it was good money. It was keeping me out of the streets, so she wasn’t too bothered. She asked me to be careful not to come back with a bus full of illegitimate kids because she’d make sure I’d take care of each and every one of them.” Eric said and he shook his head slightly, a smile on his lips. “We talk once a week, with Skype.” He said, following her toward the place where she wanted to sit, because if he didn’t care where they ended up sitting she sure seemed to have a purpose of some kind. “My father was proud of his son. He’s been in an accident a few years back, as you know. My brother and I we send money to my mother every month so that they can live comfortably.”<br><br>The waitress came to them, gave them both menus after giving Eric a knowing smile, and then asked if they would have anything to drink. “A bottle of water for me, please.” Eric requested with a polite smile before returning his focus on Aki. He had been here for a while and so the menu didn’t exactly have secrets for him anymore. Aki might change that though and it would be such a welcomed change too…<br></div>
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