No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)
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				Title: <strong>No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>22-02-2014, 00:08:32</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><em>(http://www.vissbiz.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/Beautiful-Beach-Houses-Design-and-Architects-with-nice-style-with-luxury.jpg)<br><em><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 36pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>You are invited to Jasmine <br><strong>(Jazz) </strong>McClaren 16th birthday <br>at the exquisite beachhouse <br>known as McClaren Haven. <br><br><strong>PLEASE SHOW UP PROMPTLY <br>AND THE CONSUMPTION<br>OF ALCOHOL AND DRUGS IS <br>PROHIBITED AND <span class="bbc_u">NO BOYS</span><br>ARE ALLOWED TO COME ALONG, <br>PLEASE RESPECT THESE<br>WISHES!!!!!<br><br>Please follow these rules and most of all have fun.</strong><br><br><span class="bbc_u">RSVP Here:</span> ................................</span>:</span></em><br></em></div></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><br><span style="font-size: 36pt;" class="bbc_size">**************</span><br><br><br><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial black;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">This is the place where it shall happen owned by the McClaren family it has a jacuzzi a swimming pool and even has it's own boat. All of this is for Jazz and her friend's tonight. The place is isolated almost ten miles from the main city. It is is known for being very huge and though only two floors it's very spacious and rumour is there is a secret room in the place where Jazz's parents had their sex filled parties where many a hippy and such got high and had a mini woodstock. Jazz only heard of this from her friends but really does not believe this.</span></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pianoman17</strong> on <strong>22-02-2014, 01:05:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div>Having recently turned 17, Evie had driven her own way over to Jazz's party. OF course her parents had been too busy to drive her, and since the invitation had expressly said no alcohol, her parents had been ok with her taking the car for the night. She followed the directions and then pulled up on the side of the road at the address she had been given, glancing up at the house before gasping as she saw it.<br><br>"Wow..." she muttered to herself as she looked at it in awe. It was an absolutely beautiful house. She knew it was an expensive area, and she had heard some rumours about the crazy parties that Jazz's parents sometimes had here, however much truth was actually in those. She blushed briefly thinking about some of the things she had heard about them. Still, that wasn't what she was here for - she was here for Jazz's 16th birthday party.<br><br>She climbed out of the car, grabbing her overnight bag and sleeping bag and walked up to the front door, taking in the beauty of the location before knocking and waiting for Jazz to answer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>22-02-2014, 01:42:00</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jonathan "Jenny" <br><br><strong>Surname:</strong> Walken<br><br><strong>DOB and Age:</strong> October 11th.&nbsp; Age 16<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> 5"5'.&nbsp; Thin, but not particularly athletic.&nbsp; Natural dark blonde hair reaching just past her shoulders.&nbsp; Full lips.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Shy, quite.&nbsp; Smiles all the time around friends.&nbsp; Likes drawing, loves dancing.&nbsp; More emotionally vulnerable as she transitions.<br><br><strong>Sexual Orientation: </strong>(at least your character believed one ;p)<br>Submissive<br>Enjoys being 'pretty'<br>Enjoys being tied up (perhaps thanks to too many games with her older brother and sister)<br>Sexually attracted to confident intelligent women<br>Sexually attracted to muscular athletic men<br>Intimidated by muscular athletic men<br><br><strong>Backstory:</strong><br>Jenny's parents were loving, but pretty lax in monitoring her online travels.&nbsp; She was always a girly boy, so by the time she was sixteen they were fully prepared for her to 'discover' she was gay.&nbsp; In the end she did manage to surprise them by instead discovering that she was a girl.&nbsp; Her parents didn't freak out, though they weren't really prepared for the news either.&nbsp; <br><br>Jenny has spent most of the last year taking female hormones, and now her breasts have started growing.&nbsp; Her parents pulled her out of her all boys school awhile ago, and for a time she alternated between staying home and going to a mixed public school. The experience had been pretty terrible at times.&nbsp; Now Jenny is ready to try and start living as a woman 24/7, so her parents have managed to get her placed in a private all girls school.</div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div>A blue sedan pulled up outside Jazz's house, giving the three occupants a chance to stare at it and feel like they were trespassing without even leaving their vehicle.&nbsp; The Walken's had enough money to Jenny, their youngest daughter, to the posh Saint Jude Reform School for Girls, but that was more a matter of sacrifice and priorities.&nbsp; They weren't the sort to own summer homes, boats (fancy new cars) or mansions.<br><br>"Yes, mom, I'm sure this is the place," Jenny insisted again, being more than half sure.&nbsp; Jazz was her friend, but this was the first time she was visiting her house, for a sleepover no less.&nbsp; It would be another five minutes before Jenny's parents had fussily helped her out with her bags, and before they had been assured that it was really ok.&nbsp; <br><br>"Jasmine <strong><em>knows</em></strong>," Jenny said, with a great deal of emotion and meaning in that last word.&nbsp; Jenny had told Jazz that she had been born Jonathan, and that she was undergoing gender alignment.&nbsp; Jazz was the first person her own age that Jenny had intentionally come out to, though at her old school it wasn't a secret at all.<br><br>Jenny's parents had been super cool about her transition, though at times she wondered if she would have disappointed them if she'd been their only child instead of the last of three.&nbsp; Since she started wearing girls clothes all the time, and especially since her breasts started growing, her parents had become more protective to the point of sometimes babying her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes, I've got the phone.&nbsp; Yes it's got charge and yes I will call you if anyone is mean to me." &nbsp;Jenny exchanged a kiss on the cheek with her mother, but not her father; he still wasn't comfortable with that as he had been with his eldest daughter.&nbsp; <br><br>"No!" Jenny was insistent now, as she stood on the curb with her bags waiting for her parents to go.&nbsp; "You don't need to sit out here and make sure everything fine.&nbsp; It IS fine."&nbsp; Eventually, Jenny convinced her parents that, at sixteen, they had to start trusting her more, and an all girls sleepover was a good place to start.<br><br>Back in the car now, and after exchanging their last I love you and goodbyes, Jenny's mother asked, <strong>"No boys?"</strong> as nervous about the prospect as most of the other parents would no doubt be, though at least there was no chance of Jenny getting pregnant.&nbsp; <br><br>"No boys."
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ElvenKitten</strong> on <strong>22-02-2014, 10:36:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</div><br>Emily was a little nervous as her father drove her to the house, she hadn't been to a sleepover before and wasn't really sure what to expect. She had seen some erotic stories while fixing her oldest sisters computer but knew that it was unlikely to be an authentic telling of a sleepover. She listened to her father drone on about her being on her best behaviour and who to call if there was a problem. <br><br>It was funny how much her father trusted her as he didn't check her bag before they left. If he had checked he would have found two bottles of vodka, liberated from her big sisters stash that Emily found. She gave her Dad a big hug before getting out the car "I'll be fine Dad relax." She got out the car to find&nbsp; Jenny and Evie and ran over to hug them both as her fathers car pulled away. "Hey guys! This is going to be so much fun!"&nbsp; She giggled a little ran over to get her bags.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>22-02-2014, 11:31:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div>Seeing another teenage girl arrive, Mr and Mrs Walken finally felt comfortable leaving their youngest child holding her bags by the side of the road.&nbsp; Their engine of their old blue sedan groaned and it pulled out and sped away.<br><br>Jenny returned Emily's hug with a big nervous smile on her pretty face.&nbsp; When the redhead ran back to grab her bags, Jenny lugged hers up to the front door where Evie stood looking out across the gorgeous houses and expertly kept lawns and gardens.&nbsp; <br><br>Jonathan had been living, dressing and successfully passing as Jenny for more than six months now, ever since starting at Saint Jude's.&nbsp; So far she'd only come out to Jasmine, and while that had been liberating (and scary), Jenny now had to hope her friend kept her secret.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://img0.etsystatic.com/040/0/8084395/il_340x270.531405998_a1t6.jpg)</div>Jenny was wearing green dress; she almost never wore shorts or pants anymore, perhaps making up for the years she wasn't allowed to wear pretty dresses and skirts.&nbsp; Jenny almost always wore earrings as well, and tonight her mother had surprised Jenny by letting her raid her jewellery box.&nbsp; Jenny was wearing earrings that consisted of long dangling chains and around her neck she wore a simple silver necklace set with a few small pearls.&nbsp; Oh her feet Jenny wore cheap green sandals.&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>"I hope it's ... I mean, I'm sure it's going to be lots of fun," Jenny replied to Evie.&nbsp; Jenny was pretty innocent, the only thing more elicit than a few copies of <em>Girlfriend </em>and <em>Seventeen</em> was the two pornographic magazines Jenny had 'borrowed'.&nbsp; She wasn't sure why her father had them, but maybe it was an easy way to keep it off his browser history.&nbsp; Strangely, since beginning to transition, which had been greatly assisted by Jenny educating herself online, her parents had become far more strict with her internet usage.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pianoman17</strong> on <strong>22-02-2014, 11:54:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div>Evie smiled when she saw the two other girls arrive, Jenny and Emily. She knew both girls quite well from school, and considered herself good friends with them. She had known Emily for a few years and the two were very good friends, but had only met Jenny in the last few months. Still, she enjoyed Jenny's company and had happily gotten to know the other girl after they had met.<br><br><strong>"Hey Jenny,"</strong> she greeted warmly, hugging her, and then she turned to Emily with an even brighter smile. She loved both girls but Emily was her best friend. <strong>"Hey girl! It's definitely going to be a lot of fun,"</strong> she agreed, giving her a tight hug, noticing the perfume she had on. Evie drank it in, reveling in it for a moment before moving away and trying to clear her head. It was a nice smell, that was all, it didn't mean anything else. <strong>"Did you bring them?"</strong> she asked, knowing that Emily had planned to raid her sister's alcohol stash. Emily would know what she meant by the question. Sure, the invite had said no alcohol, but really... of course they were going to bring it anyway. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>22-02-2014, 14:11:57</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>It had been amazing for me to get this place. I had practically begged and pleaded to use this place. It had taken months and promises of no boys as well as multitude of rules that would rival the Declaration of Human Rights... for my parents being so liberal they certainly were strict and considering their reputation or what I heard it seemed a tad hypocritical... still I was prepared dressed in a beautiful blue dress (http://productshots3.modcloth.net/productshots/0115/4173/ebc6548642a318307a46b584ec188aeb.jpg?1339699746) and a pair of heels... remarkably my parents had browbeat me into wearing make-up... although I would sooner projectile vomit than keep it on. Everything was prepared the food had been ordered out and came a multitude of places, I knew I was spoiled but the bill of this party was not my concern. Instead my hopes to help Jenny make new friends. Like me Jenny was not like typical girls but she was one of the greatest friends a girl could have. So few knew the truth and in all honesty only one girl had seen Jazz naked and it was because her after a shower I saw Jenny admiring me with wishful look on her face, my reply, <strong>"Jenny, don't worry you look all you want, that time will be real. I know I am not much to look at..."</strong> her look she had given was strange, but really I ignored it, but in retrospect it seemed like she was going to disagree with me about my appearance.<br><br>Every room was furnished and there were about five bedrooms, maybe six and the livingroom opened off into a swimming pool. Much like a hotel the bedrooms had After Dinner mints, classy. Still I was nervous, I did not percieve myself as attractive in fact although roguish or boisterous I was actually extremely shy. I was somewhat relieved to be in Saint Jude's Reform School, funny story of the name Saint Jude was generally considered Patron Saint of Lost&nbsp; Cause's a strange one for a High School admittedly but originally Saint Jude's had been a girl's hospital, rumour was it where they put woman who were 'hysterical' although again only rumour but Saint Jude's certainly had that feeling from it.<br><br>Once again lost in thought I only heard the door third time, jumping I fled to the door brushed myself down, grinned deeply and opened the door, <strong>"Hey everyone, you are first here. If you don't know call me Jazz, prefer it Jasmine. We got a lot planned for this party and I promise that there is food for everyone, the pool is cleaned, jacuzzi is running and bedrooms prepared with fresh bedding."</strong><br><br>Blushing I felt way too formal, seeing Jenny though I relaxed, true I knew most of these girls but I was such an outsider this was terrifying...
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esmeralgirl</strong> on <strong>22-02-2014, 19:50:47</strong>
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				(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)<br><br><br>Trixie was new in the city and was looking to make some friends when she had received an invitation to attend a girl's only sleepover. Seems like the city was calling her to embrace it and she wanted to move on and make new friends, so she can enjoy life. She knew that it was a huge step and she eagerly grabbed the situation. Her parents agreed to it easily, since they doesn't wanted to upset her, especially when she had left her old life behind, because of her father's profession. <br><br>So she was now sitting in her Audi, driving it at a high speed. GPS was leading her towards her destination. She pats the bag, which had two bottles of tequila and one red wine, plus some weed and ecstasy. She didn't knew if the girl will approve of it, but if they did, than she was going to have a hell lot of a fun. <br><br>The robotic voice of GPS announced her arrival and she parked the car, where few other cars were parked too. Getting out of it, she walked towards the door and ring the bell.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pianoman17</strong> on <strong>22-02-2014, 22:29:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div><strong>"Jazz! Happy birthday!"</strong> Evie said enthusiastically, giving her a hug as she opened the door to let them in. She knew Jazz well enough for her to be invited to the sleepover but not a lot more than that - but the girl seemed sweet and Evie was looking forward to getting to know her better. She giggled a little at Jazz's formality, she could tell that there was quite a bit of pressure having people over at her own house. Evie hoped that Jazz would relax as the night went on - it was her own party, after all. <br><br><strong>"Thanks so much - it all looks amazing,"</strong> Evie replied to Jazz as the three girls entered the house and placed their bags down. They were soon followed by the arrival of a fourth, when the doorbell rang. <strong>"Oh, let me get it,"</strong> she said excitedly as she hurried back to the door and opened it, seeing Trixie. She was very new to the area but Evie had met her a couple of times at school and liked her - she was very beautiful, too. <strong>"Hey Trix! Glad you made it! Come in!"</strong> she said enthusiastically, moving aside so that she could come through and see the other girls as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esmeralgirl</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 04:29:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)<div class="floatright"><br><br><br>Trix waited patiently, playing with a strand of her hair, her mind on the things which can happen here. She was adventurous but she have a shy side too which makes her a little uncomfortable, just like she was thinking of now, her mind playing with her. <em>What if they doesn't like her or what if they doesn't approve of what she had bought with her, weeds and drugs.</em> She thought about the worst. It wasn't like she was a regular user, but she takes them time to time to get to that high. <br><br>She didn't realized when door opened and Evie was beaming at her, "Uh hi..." she said, nervousness ticking her. But she managed a smile and steps inside, seeing everyone who was in the living room. "Hi Jenny,Emily, I hope I'm not late." she asked, and walking towards Jazz, "Happy birthday Jazz !! thanks for inviting me." she said smiling as much as she can.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 05:49:59</strong>
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				Jenny placed her bags down inside and then naturally gravitated towards a nearby wall that was out of everyone's way like the shy wallflower she was.&nbsp; Jenny smiled when anyone looked at her but she didn't want to potentially interrupt anyone else, so she just stayed quiet.&nbsp; Jenny looked at the other girls pretty outfits, finally free to appreciate and wear such things herself.<br><br>Jenny was about to venture away from the wall and say hi to Jazz when Evie opened the door for another girl.&nbsp; The new girl has straight dark hair, and Jenny though she had a real exotic beauty to her.&nbsp; She looked older, or maybe it was just the way she carried herself.&nbsp; Jenny didn't know Trix, and the presence of unfamiliar faces caused her to retreat into her shell a little, even when she promised herself she wouldn't.&nbsp; <br><br>Seeing the number of bags building up on the floor, Jenny finally asked, "Um, Jazz, is there someplace we can take our stuff while we wait for anyone else to arrive?"<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Girls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</td><td>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</td><td>(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</td><td>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jazz</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Evie</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jenny</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Emily</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trix</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ElvenKitten</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 08:24:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</div><br>Emily grinned to Evie "I've got them" She gave Evie another little hug&nbsp; She then went to hug Jasmine "Happy&nbsp; Birthday Jazz!" She gave Jazz a longer hug being both the host and the birthday girl. and moved on to hug Trix "Silly Rabbit!" She always made the same silly joke when she saw Trixie, referencing the breakfast cereal ads and a line in Kill Bill.<br><br>Emily was a little nervous and went over to Evie to catch up "Hey, did I see you drawing me the other day?"&nbsp; She grinned, had been excited to see her best friends artwork for some time "Can I see it?" She gave Evie her best puppy dog eyes knowing she would be reluctant to show her. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pianoman17</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 12:55:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div>Evie put a hand on Trixie's shoulder as she came in, ushering the girl into the house gently, wanting her to feel comfortable. It was what she did, she looked out for people and wanted them to feel relaxed and comfortable in the environment. She was glad that more people were arriving now - there were five of them, and still more to come. <br><br>When Jenny asked the question about where they could put their bags, Evie was also curious about the answer. She gave Jenny a warm smile as she seemed quite nervous. It was interesting to see the different personalities in the group and how they interacted together. "Yeah, are we all going to sleep in the different bedrooms, or should we all go in the same room?" Evie thought all being in the same room sounded like a lot of fun, but she wasn't sure what the other girls would want to do. Plus it was Jazz's party, it was up to her to decide things anyway.<br><br>Evie beamed when Emily said she had brought them - being the drinks. "Well done!" she said, hugging her best friend again knowing that it might have been kind of scary for her to raid her sisters stash. She had done well. When Emily asked to see Evie's drawing of her, she blushed a little but pulled out her sketchbook, opening it to the right page. She made sure to go to the right page, as other pages had some drawings she had done of people (mostly women) with rather minimal clothing. This drawing was just a sketch she had done of Emily while she had been laying on the grass reading - she had looked so peaceful and serene that Evie had had to draw her. For now she held on to her sketchbook, showing Emily the page; giving it to someone else meant that they might turn pages and see some of the more risqué drawings she had done. "Do you like it?" she asked. It was likely that some of the other girls would be able to see it, too, if they wanted to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esmeralgirl</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 13:15:23</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)<div class="floatright"><br><br><br>Trix was feeling a little comfortable as the moments were passing since everyone in the room was comfortable with each other. She rolled her eyes at Emily but smiling earnestly, she hugged her back, "God, I wants to hate that thing but It's tasty." she said making a face and watched her go to Evie, which was standing next to her. Evie was friendly enough, with some introduction with her in class. She smiles as she squeezed her shoulder and she pats her hand on her shoulder. Her eyes look between them, as something secretive passed between them but before she can ask what it is, Evie was showing her drawings of the Emily enthusiastically. Everyone knew her love of art and she looks at the sketch with enthusiasm, "Wow, it's a lovely sketch Evie." she said in awe at the drawing skills of her. <br>"Everyone will love to see your drawings of other works too if you don't mind, won't you guys ?" she asked looking at everyone.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 14:20:57</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>I shrugged rather unsure and said rubbing my head, <strong>"Sure you guys can find somewhere it's um big enough..."</strong> planning was never my forte, never my forte and really I listened to the girls I knew some would bring alcohol... I had never drank partially because it never interest me, still I knew my parents were naive to think there would be none, would I partake probably not I might be the birthday girl but I was stilll same old Jazz. Was this an attempt by my parents to perhaps remove my tomboy traits? Maybe I was just paranoid still I found it frustrating, and after greeting the newer arrival with a casual polite wave, my eyes gravitated to Jenny as I carefully approached taking her hand gently and whispering, <strong>"Nervous?"</strong> I nodded before carrying on, <strong>"Jenny, want to help me prepare drinks, we can talk when in kitchen."</strong> I appeared to be pleading.... In truth I was, I was completely overwhelmed and barely could handle all this attention.<br><br>Trying my best to be polite I spoke up, <strong>"Jenny and I are going to prepare the drinks, please feel free to walk around... there no set itinerary just do what you wish... I..."</strong> coughing I tried again, <strong>"Um..."</strong> my face was bright pink now, breathlessly I gathered my strength, <strong>"Iamsosohappyyouallcame..."</strong> with that I practically pulled Jenny with me in general direction my mind on fire...
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 15:19:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div>Jenny lingered by the wall.&nbsp; She watched as Evie showed off her sketch, but she couldn't get any kind of look at it herself.&nbsp; Trix seemed to like it, which made Jenny want to see it more, but she would wait until everyone else had a chance to look.&nbsp; Before that happened, Jasmine approached her public hiding place.<br><br>Jenny was comfortable enough with Jasmine to admit she was nervous, and her friend looked to be in a similar state.&nbsp; After Jazz's announcement, Jenny smiled nervously to everyone when she was even just somewhat thrust into the spotlight.&nbsp; It hadn't been said explicitly, but somehow Jenny just assumed they were talking about alcohol.&nbsp; She didn't want to drink, and her mind rambled around for some good excuses, but she knew in the end she would drink if everyone else did.&nbsp; She knew giving into peer pressure wasn't the brave thing to do, but she didn't want to be the odd man out (any more than necessary).<br><br>"Sure," Jenny replied to Jazz.&nbsp; She took her friend's hand and followed her into the kitchen, with those green sandals she wore squeaking a little on the pristine white tiled floor.<br><br>"I've never drank alcohol before," she admitted once they were alone.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I mean, I've had champagne at weddings, and my uncles used to give me beer and lemonade, but that's it.&nbsp; I know people drink rum with coke, and vodka with orange juice, but I have no idea how much goes with what.&nbsp; Maybe it's like cordial and you just put a bit of alcohol in.&nbsp; You know what, we could look it up online." &nbsp; Jenny never seriously considered asking one of the girls who knew about that sort of stuff.<br><br>Jenny paused by a kitchen counter and rested her hands on the cold counter top.&nbsp; She stopped, and suddenly she was less nervous.&nbsp; She looked at Jazz now and noticed something.&nbsp; "You're wearing makeup," she said with a cute little amused smile.&nbsp; Jenny loved wearing makeup, but more than most girls her age she understood that different people could be very different.<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Girls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</td><td>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</td><td>(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</td><td>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jazz</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Evie</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jenny</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Emily</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trix</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kimera</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 15:25:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Sari Deveroux</strong></span> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197301.msg9620409#msg9620409)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Driveway of McClaren Haven<br><strong>With:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Sari Deveroux was on racing the highway on her motorcycle towards the McClaren's beachhouse for Jazz's birthday slumber party. Rolling onto the driveway, her motorcycle came to a roaring halt. After she dismounted, she removed her helmet, swirling her red hair around before taking a moment to take in the sight of the beachhouse. <em>Not bad...this is going to be fun.</em> She thought to herself. Knowing Trixie was joining the party, their would probably be enough booze and other to go around. So instead of alcohol, Sari had brought some other toys to spice up the party, including a lot of vibrators and even a thick strap-on dildo. For now, she would keep them secret in her saddlebag behind her motorcycle.<br><br>Stepping towards the front door still wearing her fancy skintight bodysuit (http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&amp;s=view&amp;id=2061930), Sari opened up the front zipper to below her bellybutton, revealing her bare cleavage &nbsp;(http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&amp;s=view&amp;id=175287) underneath. Her plan was to take a quick shower and switch into something more comfortable before joining the party. <br><br>Pressing the doorbel, she waited for the birthday girl to let her in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 15:38:56</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>I bit my lip and stared at her, shaking my head I replied, <strong>"Jenny, I don't even want to drink... I just want to..."</strong> biting my lip I was staring again, <strong>"Jenny... do I look good? I hate make-up and really not sure this dress is that great looking..."</strong> pausing I again tried to speak but instead went on,<strong> "I meant fruit drinks and such, I am not making alcohol myself nor will I prepare any..."</strong> it had been a few weeks since that time in the shower it was true she had not usually shared anything with another person, but her and Jenny often slept over at each other. They had decided that both should have shower, nothing happened but the entire experience was different and while I had been drying out I had caught Jenny staring at her, to her she was not sure what to think. It was uncertain where they stood. I basically cared deeply for her friend because to her they knew her through and through. The other girls were popular and such had formed hiearchy in Saint Jude's.<br><br>Still I found herself wondering intense desires when near Jenny, finally I spoke, <strong>"Jenny, we need to talk sometime later... I have a confession..."</strong> it had been a long time since they hung out a very long time... mainly because I figured she would hate me for all this, I felt horrendous and saw this whole thing as fucked up... still something exist there I should say something...<br><br><strong>"Jenny, thanks for being here... I feel out of my element..."</strong> with that I did a brave thing and kissed her gently on the lips, just a mere peck, but the intensity in it suggest more, <strong>"So let's continue... they can put alcohol in it if they want, but I shall prepare the fruit juices."</strong> I act like nothing had happened which was for the best that was for sure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 16:13:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div>"You look fine, it's just weird is all.&nbsp; If you want I can show you some tricks later on." &nbsp;Jenny smiled.&nbsp; She was pretty good with makeup, and she was forever reading makeup columns in girly magazines or on the internet.&nbsp; "Oh," is all she said in response to talk of alcohol.&nbsp; <br><br>Jasmine was way too nervous, so Jenny knew something was up.&nbsp; Why was she nervous though?&nbsp; It wasn't the prospect of drinking alcohol, in fact she seems understanding and almost dismissive of that.&nbsp; There was something else going on.&nbsp; Jazz had been acting strange for awhile now.&nbsp; When Jazz finally admitted she had something to confess, Jenny's heart sank.&nbsp; She didn't say anything as her mind spun about.<br><br>While Jasmine got various flavored juices out of the fridge, Jenny found some tall glasses .&nbsp; She set them on the top of the counter and formed the glasses into a perfectly neat row.&nbsp; When she found one of the glasses was slightly taller and slightly wider than the others she returned it to the cupboard and just shortened the row.&nbsp; Jenny helped her friend pour more than enough drinks for everyone, all the while dreading what Jazz needed to confess.<br><br>She's told someone I have a penis, Jenny concluded in her head.&nbsp; She's slipped up, told someone and now everyone at school is going to find out.&nbsp; It's going to be on the internet and .... <br><br>Finally, Jenny's train of thought was derailed when Jazz kissed her.&nbsp; Jenny wasn't sure what to make of it initially, but she was glad she wasn't holding any glasses at the time.&nbsp; After the kiss, Jenny didn't say anything.&nbsp; She quickly grabbed two glasses and headed back out to find the other girls, where she would start shuffling back and forth till everyone who wanted a drink had one.&nbsp; "I'll start giving people their drinks.&nbsp; You should probably get everyone settled."&nbsp; Jenny wasn't even sure what she meant by that.<br><br>Girls kiss each other, Jenny thought in her head, they she wasn't sure if she was telling herself or asking herself that.&nbsp; Jazz's kiss hadn't felt like that though, but maybe she just got it wrong.&nbsp; Jazz was one of the least girl girls Jenny knew, so maybe that was it.&nbsp; Maybe it just felt off, or maybe it was altogether a different sort of kiss.&nbsp; Did Jazz like her?&nbsp; Jenny's 'gaydar' was no more or less accurate than most peoples.&nbsp; She was a transsexual, but that's not to say she associated with an LGBT community, at least not IRL.&nbsp; It wouldn't come as a big shock if Jazz was something other than straight, but Jenny wasn't sure how she felt about a possible relationship, or was that sort of thinking way to premature anyway.&nbsp; Jenny's own sexuality was still evolving, which was a sophisticated way of saying she had very little clue what she wanted in terms of sex and love.<br><br>Two by two, Jenny brought everyone else drinks, tracking them down as needed so long as they didn't wander too far.&nbsp; Now as Jenny handed each girl a drink, she had to wonder if this one knew she had been born a boy.&nbsp; It was painful.&nbsp; Jenny hadn't really planned to come out to anyone.&nbsp; She was a girl, and if she could have things her way that's all anyone would ever know or remember.<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Girls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</td><td>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</td><td>(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</td><td>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/thumbs/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jazz</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Evie</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jenny</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Emily</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trix</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Sari</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esmeralgirl</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 19:44:16</strong>
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				<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197710.msg9634971#msg9634971">Quote from: Kimera on 23-02-2014, 15:25:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Sari Deveroux</strong></span> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197301.msg9620409#msg9620409)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Driveway of McClaren Haven<br><strong>With:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Sari Deveroux was on racing the highway on her motorcycle towards the McClaren's beachhouse for Jazz's birthday slumber party. Rolling onto the driveway, her motorcycle came to a roaring halt. After she dismounted, she removed her helmet, swirling her red hair around before taking a moment to take in the sight of the beachhouse. <em>Not bad...this is going to be fun.</em> She thought to herself. Knowing Trixie was joining the party, their would probably be enough booze and other to go around. So instead of alcohol, Sari had brought some other toys to spice up the party, including a lot of vibrators and even a thick strap-on dildo. For now, she would keep them secret in her saddlebag behind her motorcycle.<br><br>Stepping towards the front door still wearing her fancy skintight bodysuit (http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&amp;s=view&amp;id=2061930), Sari opened up the front zipper to below her bellybutton, revealing her bare cleavage &nbsp;(http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&amp;s=view&amp;id=175287) underneath. Her plan was to take a quick shower and switch into something more comfortable before joining the party. <br><br>Pressing the doorbel, she waited for the birthday girl to let her in.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><br>&nbsp;<br><div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)<div class="floatright"><br><br><br>Trixie was now totally comfortable in the company of girls. They were easy going and hell of a fun to talk to them. Once she had settled with them, they all had bonded in a short time. She was still in awe with the sketch which Evie had shown to them. She smiles at Jenny, who seems a little nervous. But not wanting to be rude, she didn't said anything to her, just took the glass from her and started to sip the juice. She badly wanted to mix the vodka or tequila in it but doesn't wanted to put everyone at unease, so she just ignored her impulse and stood up, hearing the bell. "I'll get it." she said and walked to the gate. Opening it, her mouth dropped open seeing the girl and her outfit. Well girl was the surprise, because sari usually wears it but her presence she didn't knew about it. <br><br>Sari presence was enough to change the environment, so she raises her brows at her, "Come in, I didn't knew you would be here." she said pulling her for a hug. "I would have bought my collection." she whispered in her ear. She had met her before in a party, which had gone wild and they both knows what had happened there. Pulling away, she looks at her, "Let's rock the party now." she said with s grin.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Foxy DeVille</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 20:41:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><em><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Dominique Chase</span></em> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197301.msg9609940#msg9609940)</span><br><br>A yellow Karmann Ghia (http://car-from-uk.com/ebay/carphotos/full/ebay81567.jpg) pulled up outside the house. Dominique Chase stepped out and looked at the spaciosu manor before her. It seemed quite lovely. Dominique herself was looking very chic in her black cocktail dress. It really wasn't "sleepover" attire but she felt she was too old for slumber parties. Still, it would have been rude to turn down an invitation, especially from such a shy girl like Jazz. Dominique felt like it was her responsibility to help the more socially awkward. <br><br>Glancing at her watch, Dominique figured other girls would have arrived already. That was fine with her, she insisted on always being fashionably late. Arrive too early and the host might not be ready. She headed toward the house with a bottle of Merlot in hand. Dominique knew the invitation said no alcohol but she tended to ignore the Draconian laws of overprotective parents. Her own parents allowed Dominique her freedom and she flourished into a confident young woman. <br><br>As she rang the doorbell, Dominique wondered how well she would know the other girls at the party. She didn't have much in the way of close friends. Many of her peers treated their brief four years of high school as some magical part in their lives but for Dominique this time was a mere prelude for what she would become.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pianoman17</strong> on <strong>23-02-2014, 20:53:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div>Evie watched as Jazz and Jenny went into the kitchen to make drinks. They both looked a bit nervous and she made a mental note to try and make both of them feel more comfortable as the night went on, especially Jazz. It was her party after all, and she didn't want her to feel uncomfortable at her own party. That couldn't be a nice feeling. Jenny came back a few moments later with a glass of juice, and Evie accepted it, thanking Jenny genuinely for it, and taking a sip. Then the doorbell rang and she watched as Trix opened it, seeing Sari walk in. Wow. She looked hot. Well, the outfit. Not the girl herself, of course. Definitely the outfit. And the cleavage. Evie suddenly felt that she really wanted to draw Sari... her eyes widened quite a bit as she saw how much the jumpsuit revealed. She was mesmerised, until Trix hugged Sari and the view was gone. Then Evie closed her eyes for a moment to clear her head.<br><br>When Trix mentioned that the others would want to see her other drawings as well, Evie's eyes widened. "Wait, no, you probably don't want to... they're not as good..." she protested briefly. But then the doorbell rang again, and Evie offered to get it, glad that she could get out of showing the others her other more risqué sketches. She placed her book down (forgetting that someone else could then pick it up) and went to the door to open it, seeing Dominique there. "Hey, Dom! Welcome! You're looking great," she said, giving her friend a hug. Evie tended to be quite affectionate to people early in a relationship, which she felt allowed her to get closer to them faster rather than it being awkward for a while.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 00:01:26</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>I wanted to grab her there and do more than kiss her, but instead just watched as she walked about trembling, had I done something wrong, we seriously needed to chat. Still I was stuck seeing everyone arriving, I should be good host but my own mouth would not operate correctly at this point. I barely could carry the tray with drinks, so instead put them down, approaching the sofa I sat myself down breathing harshly only somewhat noticing the new arrival. My parents really had not predicted advent of Social Media, although I would be sure to make sure no boys arrived and if any did turn up I would not let them in, I had already been grounded before early in the year for getting in a fight with a girl all because they had hurt Jenny, I had punched and kicked them to submission. Jenny at first had been scared of my reaction, but then again she had never seen me so angry, although I had faced Hell for doing that, go figure... still I was not going to disobey and let any boys come... <br><br>Finally I calmed down, and noticed the new arrival I barely even recognized her and was thinking my parents must know them, she carried herself with clear regality. I carefully stood up and coughing with clear shyness I greet them, <strong>"Hello, welcome to my birthday, I am Jazz and um everything is set out including the Jacuzzi being set up and swimming pool being clean..."</strong> maybe this had been a mistake nonetheless I smiled, <strong>"I guess we best introduce everyone for now, I am Jazz aka Jasmine and I am the Birthday girl the girl over there is my bestfriend Jenny.</strong>" I gestured once more to her, hoping she would see me floundering...<strong> "I don't mind if you have alcohol, I did not expect that rule to be obeyed in all honesty..."</strong><br><br>I turned to Jenny with wistful look in my eyes,<strong> "We shall wait for everyone to arrive but round about quarter to 8 we shall met the Livingroom and I shall open my presents..."</strong> pausing I gave a beautiful boyish grin, <strong>"I hope you got me awesome stuff, I can't wait."</strong> with that I indicated I was finished speaking, I was not sure how much to expect but I knew boys would have killed to be here...
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 01:42:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div>While passing out the cool fruit juice, Jenny caught her first glimpse of the latest two arrivals, Sari and Dominique, and honestly she had to stop herself from staring.&nbsp; Both of them looked so grown up, each in their own way.&nbsp; Dominique looked the picture of sophistication in her little black dress, especially holding the bottle of what Jenny had to assume was some fancy and expensive alcohol, and Sari... wow, she was almost falling out of that sexy unzipped skintight bodysuit.&nbsp; Jenny was quite sure that neither of these girls parents dropped them off.&nbsp; Actually, scratch that, these weren't girls they were young ladies, and they made the sixteen year old transsexual feel uncomfortably childish by comparison.&nbsp; <br><br>Jenny smiled supportively during Jazz's announcement.&nbsp; Jenny blushed a little when singled out by her friend's introduction, but as she had been trying, and failing, to find the courage to go introduce herself to either of the latest arrivals, she was welcome to be off the hook.&nbsp; Jenny had been eying Sari's exposed cleavage (though she probably wasn't the only girl doing so), but continued odd looks from Jazz had her worried.&nbsp; Jenny would have been panicking over the present she got Jasmine, but she had other things on her mind.&nbsp; When everyone had said hi, Jenny finally tore her eyes off Sari's chest and Dominique's ass.&nbsp; Poor Jenny wasn't even sure if liking girls would make her gay or straight.&nbsp; She didn't say she used to be a boy, in her mind she'd always been a girl, so, she concluded, maybe she would be a lesbian if she kissed Sari - No, Jazz, she was thinking of the kiss she received from Jazz, or at least she was meant to be, but Jasmine wasn't dressed like that.&nbsp; Wow.<br><br>Jenny manned up and went over to Jazz, taking her hand and pulling her off into a nearby dark room that looked to be some sort of rich person media room, what normal people might think of as a mini-cinema.&nbsp; She sat down, pulling Jazz into the seat beside her, and then Jenny spat it out.<br><br>"Who have you told?" she asked very insistently, without necessarily giving Jazz enough information to know what the hell she was talking about.&nbsp; <br><br>Jenny was very fortunate to have had features that easily let her assume the social role of a girl.&nbsp; She probably would have transitioned anyway, but the fact she could do a very good job of passing for a girl helped a lot.&nbsp; Especially when she wore makeup and a pretty dress, few people would look at her natural long dark blonde hair, her perky breasts and her very full feminine lips and see anything but a pretty sixteen year old girl.&nbsp; Of course, Jazz had seen her naked, so Jenny wondered if that made her see her in a different light.<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Girls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</td><td>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</td><td>(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</td><td>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/thumbs/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jazz</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Evie</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jenny</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Emily</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trix</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Sari</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Dominique</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Foxy DeVille</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 01:57:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><em><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Dominique Chase</span></em> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197301.msg9609940#msg9609940)</span><br><br>While Dominique hadn't expected Evie to be opening the door, she returned the other girl's embrace and gave her a peck on each cheek like Europeans do. Although the two weren't that close, Dominique knew that Evie was quick to show affection and wasn't surprised to be greeted with a hug.<br><br>"Why, thank you!" replied Dominique. "And you look as lovely as always."<br><br>A boyish-looking girl cam up and introduced herself as Jazz. A rather rambling itinerary of the night's activities came tumbling out of her. Dominique found her nervousness charming, even adorable in a childish way. Though Jazz was just a year younger than her, Dominique considered herself to be much older. She had that same attitude towards girls her age and even some that were older.<br><br>"Hello, I'm Dominique. Pleased to meet you, Jazz. Well, formally at least. I believe I've seen you here and there. And this is Jenny, you say? Charmed. I'm sure we'll all have a grand time. The pool and jacuzzi sound lovely. I fear I don't have a swimsuit with me but since it's just us girls I can't imagine that would be a problem."<br><br>Actually Dominique had no problems with anyone seeing her body. She found hang-ups over nudity to be so puritanical. Looking over at the girl in the unzipped bodysuit, she saw that she wasn't the only one. Dominique gave her one of her enigmatic smiles before turning her attention back to their hostess.<br><br>"Glad to hear the wine won't be an issue. If I could get a glass, that would be delightful."&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Alas, her friend Jenny had pulled her away, leaving Dominque holding her bottle.<br><br>"Or... maybe not... "
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 02:02:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>I was completely flummoxed being pulled into this room alone with her it happened to fast I dumbly stared at her, but even that did not last. My body knew and at once the lip crashed into her, my mind a whirl as I kissed her intensely. I could hardly help myself as a submissive I played dominant my hand exploring her body in intimate fashions, but soon reality hit like a brick and broke away blushing... that was going to be impossible to explain so instead just stared my eyes needing and more,<strong> "I... I... don't understand..."</strong> I was now clearly horny I saw her as a girl did not care what she had between her legs to me she was a girl, <strong>"I...I..."</strong> my hands were still exploring her unconciously,<strong> "Jenny... Jenny..."</strong> my body decided to forgo common sense and soon my lips started kissing her neck, I could barely help myself we were in a secluded area alone, and my desires knew it... soon that broke as I stared wide-eyed, <strong>"Jenny... Je--- why did you seem to disagree with my..." </strong>words, words were so fucking hard to form right now, again my lips on her neck moving up, I felt in a surreal erotic fantasy my hands squeezing her chest, I could barely control myself.<br><br>Again fighting back and forcing my lips away, <strong>"Jenny, you disagreed about me thinking myself ugly... I saw the expression after our shower... I felt your hands..."</strong> I let out involuntary squirm, "<strong>Your hands over me, touching me caressing and more...</strong>" my hands were now squeezing her pert chest, I was not even sure I was a lesbian, but I knew at this point I felt hugely for her, <strong>"Jenny... Jenny... heaven just you soaping my body, your breath over my skin... your reactions... your eyes..."</strong> I was speaking louder now staring at her, <strong>"Everything, everything Jenny, just everything..."</strong> and then it happened again my lips against her own moaning into her, pushing her down on the seat, my tongue deep inside her mouth squirming hotly into her, then I broke like a snap and flew up looking agitated and scared,<strong> "Jenny... Jenny please forgive me..."</strong> my eyes full of tears and lip trembling...
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 02:59:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/92/JennyWalkenLips.jpg)</div>Jenny had been sitting straight and tense in the padded cinema seat, ready to have a serious and potentially painful conversation when Jazz suddenly jumped her.&nbsp; Jenny barely finished talking and suddenly Jazz was kissing her lips again.&nbsp; Much too late, Jenny decided the kiss earlier hadn't been the friendly sort shared by some of the other girls as a sophisticated form of greeting.&nbsp; Jasmine liked her.<br><br>The thick black curtains that separated the cinema room from the hall were closed, and with no movie playing the room was all but pitch black.&nbsp; Jenny could make out the shine on Jazz's eyes, but she couldn't see the repressed lust in them.&nbsp; When her best friend started touching, rubbing and finally squeezing her lovely breasts, Jenny gasped cutely.&nbsp; Jenny felt her nipples harden beneath the white and pink ultra-girly bra she wore.&nbsp; This was the first time anyone had played with her new breasts, except her, and at first Jenny was too shocked to do anything but let Jazz grope her.&nbsp; Despite her confusion, Jenny even felt the tiniest twitch in her tiny flaccid cock.&nbsp; While still taking transitioning hormones, Jenny had found it took an awful lot to make her prick hard, and even now it just stirred.<br><br>Jazz whispered lustful words, but they were often unclear.&nbsp; Her whispering grew louder, but no more clear to Jenny's ears.&nbsp; The words were wasted; Jenny got everything she needed from the way Jazz touched her, kissed her, and the way she breathed heavy with anticipation.&nbsp; Jenny was pushed back into the seat, and she felt Jazz mount her.&nbsp; Two hands squeezed Jenny's soft breasts, and her fat lips were my by her friends, and then penetrated by her tongue.<br><br>Jenny had only known Jazz for six months, but in that time she had been an emotional anchor.&nbsp; The best friend at exactly the right time.&nbsp; Jenny loved her, but as a friend.&nbsp; Jenny didn't fight or resist Jasmine's sudden assault of passion.&nbsp; As she was kissed and fondled, Jenny's hands and painted nails gripped hard into the padded armrests.&nbsp; She could not have been more surprised and less prepared to take charge of things if her own brother had been the one slipping her wet tongue.&nbsp; It was possible the extreme tension had been slowly melting away, but it had not gone completely before Jazz stopped, and she would be left to wonder what had been real, and what had been wishful thinking.<br><br>Jenny had no idea how long it all lasted, but in truth it was just a few short minutes.&nbsp; When Jazz suddenly withdrew, Jenny was left hanging in place, her barely illuminated ripe moist lips slightly parted, as if waiting for the wandering tongue to return.&nbsp; When it was clear Jazz had stopped, Jenny sat up in the seat and adjusted her breasts inside her cute girly bra.&nbsp; Next, she tensed again, drooping her shoulders, closing her spread legs and covering her crotch with both hands.&nbsp; Maybe she had grown hard during the kissing and touching, but it was impossible to say now.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm sorry," &nbsp;Jenny whispered.&nbsp; She was the sort of person who apologized at the drop of a hat, assuming she always had something to apologize for. &nbsp;"I...&nbsp; I don't know.&nbsp; I just... I need to think,"&nbsp; Jenny thought her own pounding heart and heavy breathing must have been audible in the highly acoustic cinema.&nbsp; She was so confused;&nbsp; When she had looked like a boy she never thought of kissing girls.&nbsp; For now Jenny just turned her head, unable to look at Jazz, or to talk to her, not even to offer her words of comfort.&nbsp; Jenny was only human, and she was too busy worrying about how she felt to think about Jasmine.<br><br>Jenny didn't get up, she just sat there sheltering the unexpected erection inside her girly panties.&nbsp; It was a small thing even when fully engorged, which it was not, but Jenny would just die if anyone saw it, so she st and waited until she could adjust its resting position.<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Girls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</td><td>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</td><td>(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</td><td>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/thumbs/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jazz</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Evie</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jenny</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Emily</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trix</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Sari</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Dominique</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 03:15:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg</div></div></div>It was the fact we were alone we were completely isolated I was acting out, I turned to her and said desperately, "Make me a birthday girl Jenny, make me..." biting my lip I stared down at wantonly once again I was near her, insanity you could call it... complete insanity but now my hands were stroking her legs, my warm finger rubbing up them while another was back on her chest... I was nearly falling off the seat, but still I continued practically lying on her now I stared at her confused, confounded unsure what to do next, I gingerly once more crashed our lips together and began to heavily make out with her. Too much in my mind too much to consider instead I just wanted to go, worry about consequences later. Her mouth barely resisted as my tongue entered and began to passionately french her, kissing and moaning into her. Unable to stop now, unable to think... I was a virgin and here I was going down on my bestfriend was I a lesbian, well it seemed most likely.<br><br>My hands began to act bravely revealing one of her shoulders and squeezing, groaning and moaning into her. I should not do this... although my sex was moist and needing, my hands up her dress stroking her panties. I could barely think, surreal fantasies becoming real... was I straight? My tongue performing hot Tango in her mouth leading with great uncertanity as I just went on, led on by desires and thoughts of the shower, my hips soon grinding into her, intensely rubbing into her. <br><br>I should stop, I should stop...<br><br>But no, I broke the kiss and instead started kissing her bare shoulder, sucking on it, not even that skilled so sloppy, but yet strangely intimate, everything despite the lack of skill felt heavenly, was I insane...<br><br>My thighs rubbing into her thrusting into her while I moaned and sighed, alone with her, going down with her...<br><br>Then silent confession whispered in my kisses, <strong>"I love you Jenny..."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 04:00:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div>Jenny thought the whole awkward mess was over, and she expected Jazz to beat a hasty exit in the face of her passive resistance.&nbsp; Apparently, her resistance had been too passive, and in her excited state Jazz either mistook it for willing consent, or she had just decided to take what she needed from the defenseless tranny.&nbsp; <br><br>Jazz was back on top of her, and at some point Jenny felt a lurch as the seat back dropped around 30 degrees.&nbsp; Jenny felt hands touch her naked thighs before returning to grope and molest the breast the was so proud of.&nbsp; Jenny's lips parted as she felt Jazz descend on them, once again ramming her tongue into Jenny's mouth.&nbsp; Jenny barely resisted as Jazz passionately french kissed her, her her tightly shut teary eyes and her uncomfortable squirming were small signs of her desire to break free.&nbsp; <br><br>Jenny felt her body begin to respond, and now her small cock was definitely twitching.&nbsp; She didn't want to feel like that, not with Jazz, but she couldn't make her stop.&nbsp; She couldn't call out, that would just embarrass both of them, and probably everyone else too; it might kill the whole party, not to mention their friendship.&nbsp; Jenny tried gently pushing Jazz away, but it was far more likely the sporty tomboy interpreted the gesture as Jenny finally opening up and exploring her body with her hands.&nbsp; She could try to throw the stronger teen off, but that sort of final rejection would just devastate Jazz.&nbsp; Finally she could have just asked her to stop, but ever the nervous submissive, Jenny didn't.&nbsp; If she asked Jazz to stop, in words, and she didn't, then...<br><br>Jenny felt Jazz straddle her hips, locking her in place.&nbsp; The way their bodies pressed against one another, moving and sharing even uncomfortable sensations, was surprisingly potent.&nbsp; Jenny felt Jazz begin to strip her, even if just sliding the green dress off her shoulder to reveal the childish bra underneath barely qualified.&nbsp; Now Jenny was crying, doing her best to stay absolutely silent.&nbsp; When Jazz finally reached up under Jenny's skirt and her hand pressed again the small cock straining against the tight lacy panties, Jenny writhed and whimpered.&nbsp; No one - No one, but a doctor had touched her penis for as long as she could remember, certainly not since beginning her change.&nbsp; Jenny obviously had some very mixed emotions about the hairless cock, and it growing firm seemed like a betrayal.&nbsp; Jenny's erection reminded her of when she used to get hard wearing her older sisters panties, before she even considered changing gender.&nbsp; Her sister caught her in time, and Jenny was ever grateful that she hadn't gotten mad.&nbsp; For now though, having a hand rubbing her even outside her panties made Jenny tense further and leak more silent tears.<br><br>Jenny couldn't help but moan a little when Jazz started kissing her bare shoulder.&nbsp; Jenny took it as a promise to strip her more and kiss her in all those places too. &nbsp;"I love you Jenny," she heard Jazz whisper over and over.&nbsp; Jenny did love her, but in a different way.&nbsp; Maybe that could change, but she needed time that Jasmine wasn't giving her.&nbsp; Perhaps the most clear indication of her non-consent was the fact that Jenny never said I love you back.<br><br>The girls made enough noise to be barely audible to anyone traveling the hall outside, but in the near blackness what passed between them would probably look passionate and consensual.&nbsp; <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Girls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</td><td>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</td><td>(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</td><td>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/thumbs/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jazz</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Evie</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jenny</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Emily</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trix</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Sari</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Dominique</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Foxy DeVille</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 05:45:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><em><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Dominique Chase</span></em> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197301.msg9609940#msg9609940)</span><br><br>After Jazz and Jenny had been gone for a bit, Dominique was scowling. She had been kind enough to give up her evening to come here and brought a lovely bottle of wine. In return the birthday girl couldn't be bothered to answer her own door for Dominique, offer her refreshments, or introduce her to any of the other guests except the bestie she ran off with. <br><br>"How utterly rude," she said to Evie. "Someone should teach these children some etiquette. But for now, I shall be taking advantage of this darling domicile."<br><br>Finding the kitchen, Dominique looking around until she found a wine glass and a corkscrew. Normally she wouldn't rummage around like that but since the hostess couldn't be bothered to tend to her guests then the guests would have to tend to themselves. Dominique opened the wine she had brought and then walked out to where the others were with it in one hand and a glass in the other.<br><br>"Ladies, for those of you that I have yet to meet my name is Dominique Chase," she declared. "I am sure you are all very lovely girls. Now, since we apparently have to entertain ourselves, I will in the pool along with this bottle of wine. If anywhere else would care for a glass and a dip, then you know where to find me."<br><br>After making her open invitation, Dominique headed towards the pool. Once there she proved that she wasn't bluffing about not being worried about having no swimsuit with her. Dominique shimmied out of her little black dress, revealing her nude and nubile body (http://s1d5.turboimagehost.com/sp/8ede7e9b49b950561179682e8bdcf7af/als_littlecaprice_s3_297.jpg).
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ElvenKitten</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 08:30:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</div><br>Emily loved Evie's sketch, it wasn't often she got to see any of her friends work and she was a little more guarded about it recently. "I love it....but do I always make that face when I'm reading?" She giggled and blushed a little that Evie had decided to draw her. She smiled at Trixie as she suggested&nbsp; Evie show her other work too "Good luck with that, been trying to see her more of her stuff for months" <br><br>Evie went off to answer&nbsp; the door leaving the sketchbook behind, Emily grabbed it so that the other girls wouldn't be tempted to look at it. however she did it clumsily and she dropped it and fumbled for it, in the clumsy mess it opened a little and she caught glimpse of another sketch of herself. She opened it up fully and saw a sketch of herself with a fairly good estimation of her naked body. She blushed a little and put in a bookmark&nbsp; she kept with her so she could find t again when she confronted&nbsp; Evie about it.<br><br>She felt strange excitement and a few lustful thoughts about Evie. She was confused and got up and hugged&nbsp; Evie as she came back in "We need a little chat" She whispered and headed off to the pool "Swim sounds lovely" She had a two piece swimsuit on under her clothes that her parents would not approve of. She shed her excess clothing and the noticed that Dominique was utterly naked. She froze there suddenly feeling very self concious. "Erm I erm sorry I erm..." all her language skills had broken down and she felt...aroused. Her nipples&nbsp; hardened against the thin white material and Emily blushed. She turned and ran back to the room she had left the sketchbook in not caring she was pretty much half naked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pianoman17</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 08:59:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div>Evie laughed at Emily's question. "Not always. You were just looking particularly cute that day," she said teasingly, affectionately slapping her friend on her ass and laughing a little.<br><br>She was glad that Jazz said it was ok for them to have alcohol - that meant that the drinks Emily had brought would be fine. But when Dominique suggested wine, Evie's face lit up - that was a good place to start, they could get to the harder stuff later. "I'd love a glass, too," she replied as she followed Dominique into the kitchen as she poured a glass. "I guess they had something important to talk about," she replied when Dominique said it was rude of Jazz and Jenny to run off like that. Evie didn't really know what was going on with them but was happy to keep hanging out with the other girls while Jazz and Jenny sorted out what they needed to sort out.<br><br>As she came back with a glass of wine for herself and Emily, Emily gave her a hug and suggested they have a little chat. Evie didn't know what that was about, but she just nodded and smiled. She was comfortable with Emily and would be happy to chat to her. "Now? Or later?" she asked, as she noticed Dominique suggest a swim. Evie was very keen for a swim, but her swimsuit was in her bag. But she watched transfixed as Dominique slipped out of her dress, leaving herself completely nude. Evie blushed brightly but also couldn't look away. "Wow..." she murmured quietly, feeling her body react to such a beautiful sight, her pussy feeling slightly damp. She couldn't deny the physical attraction she had, which concerned her a little. She then turned to see that Emily was now in her swimsuit, but she then tried to run away. Evie quickly grabbed her wrist to stop her. "Emily, wait... it's okay. We're all girls here, right? I mean, doesn't it kind of... look like fun?" she asked, biting her lip a little. She would never swim naked normally, but if someone else was doing it, maybe that was a licence for her to do it herself and not be judged for it? That was the way she was thinking, and the idea of swimming without a swimsuit was kind of exciting, and felt... invigorating. "Come on, let's do it together," she suggested. <br><br>She then glanced at the other girls who were there as well, Trix and Sari. "Are you girls coming in, too?" she asked as she shed her dress, leaving herself in her somewhat-lacy underwear. And then taking a big breath, and closing her eyes, she unsnapped her bra and dropped it in the pile with her bag and her dress, and then slid down her slightly damp panties. Her nipples were hard by now, and her pussy still slightly wet. She glanced at Emily with a stare saying <em>'Don't leave me hanging now'</em>.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esmeralgirl</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 19:13:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)<div class="floatright"><br><br>Trix at the start was trying to pull herself from the sexual tension which was in air, but she can't help it now when everyone is getting naked in front of her. She appreciates Dominique for her straightforward manner but she doesn't blame jazz for anything. She seems a shy type girl, and she can't help herself, not so fast. At last she opened the zipper of her bag and pulls out the bottle of wine which she had brought with herself. She smiles at Evie and pulls Sari along with her. "Yeah of course we are coming." she calls back. "I have other things too Sari, enough tabs and rolls for a whole class." she whispered to Sari, winking at her. <br><br>Since everyone was totally naked, she shrugs out of her halter dress and her lacy Victoria secret undergarments. Her white creamy skin came into view, so does her 36C breasts and hairless pussy. <br>"Hey guys, actually I got wine too," she yells, holding up her bottle. Walking upto a table, she puts the bottle and jumps into the pool, cold water greeting her senses. "I love late night swimming." she yelled and dive into the pool.</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kimera</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 20:07:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Sari Deveroux</strong></span> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197301.msg9620409#msg9620409)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Driveway of McClaren Haven<br><strong>With:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Sari was a little surprised though how easily the inhibitions were off. Not that she was complaining though. When they were addressed by Evie, Sari also looked towards the cute blonde, giving her a smile. <strong>"Sure thing, wouldn't want to miss it."</strong> She said before turning back to Trix. <strong>"I like how you think girl"</strong> Sari whispered with a little grin. <strong>"I've also brought a couple of gadgets to experiment with later"</strong><br><br>Joining Trix and the other girls, Sari began to slip out of the bodysuit, revealing she wasn't wearing anything else underneath it except for dark colored string. Sari always made sure she was shaved smoothly and if one looked carefully, one could see the little metal stud of her piercing right by her clit. Once she was naked, she ran after her partner in crime and dove into the pool. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esmeralgirl</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 21:18:36</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)<div class="floatright"><br><br>Trix swam in under water for a little time before coming out of the pool. She swam towards the table where she had put wine and started to pour some into free glasses, handing them out to girls. "Here for a friendship." she said enthusiastically, feeling giddy. But there was a little wetness in her folds and her nipples were hard. The whole credit goes to Sari, for telling her all about the gadgets. With a glass in each hand, she goes to Sari, her eyes full of curiosity and if person can interpret it right, than there was lust too. "Here you go." she hands her over one glass, and took a sip from his own, feeling totally on the edge. "You bring toys here ?" she asked in a whisper. "You're planning to do the same which you had done in Hawaii ?" she asked, remembering the night, where she had first met Sari. On that night well there was a massive orgy, started by Sari. Everyone was throughly fucked, her every hole was filled that night too. She still remember sharing a bed with Sari, all the dirty thoughts made her lick her lips, the way she knew Sari likes and a moan escaped her lips. She reached with her hand, to Sari's pussy underwater, knowing no one will notice what's happening. She slowly touched her slit and rubbed he fingers and thumb on her slit among clit.</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 22:29:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>It had taken time for me to notice the girl she loved crying, as I further had unwrapped her like a present, drunk on my own lust. but when it finally arrived I squealed and my eyes shot open.... what the fuck was I doing right now... I should stop... but why had no one come... why had no one even said anything... did anyone care... instead I whispered gently, <strong>"I know this is fast... I know this is too much to take in and please don't go Jenny... you are my world... I been unable to sleep without imagining your fingers over me..."</strong> leaning up I continued, <strong>"I used to love sleepover with you and had them after that week, but after our shower I found myself questioning what I was Jenny... I am so sorry..."</strong> I tried to force herself up but instead my legs refused to operate, <strong>"I am coming out the closet... this is what I wanted to tell you... I also wanted our first time to be less rapey, please Jenny I don't care what you have I want you... I need you..."</strong> this time I gave hungering moan but by the end was weeping, <strong>"You hate me don't you Jenny... I really did not want this to happen this way, you changed everything, I was confess to you in my room, it was going to be amazing... if you accepted me I was going to lose my virginity to you, because you are who I love..."</strong> the weeping was much louder... but still my legs refused to operate...<br><br>I waited anxiously just completely unable to act or move, this was hell, this was truly hell... I had lost my best friend for sure... why can fantasies never turn out like you want them too? Why... I was angry... despite all this was still horny... the torture the utter pain... what had I done almost raping my bestfriend... I was worse friend ever...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kimera</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 22:50:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Sari Deveroux</strong></span> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197301.msg9620409#msg9620409)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Driveway of McClaren Haven<br><strong>With:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Sari also moves a bit closer to Trixie as she accepts the glass of wine offered to her. <strong>"Thank you...just what I needed..."</strong> She said to Trix as she took a sip from her drink. <strong>"...and Ohhh...Hmmm..."</strong> She moans when she felt Trix fingers sink between her legs to play with her pussy. <strong>"As for my collection, I brought ever one I had with me in Hawaii....with a couple of new additions offcourse"</strong> Whispering to the girl. <br><br>Moving even closer, Sari used her free hand to wrap around Trixie's neck and move in for a kiss <strong>"Hmmm...You know I can't resist when you tempt me with your lips like that."</strong> Showing no restrains, Sari immediatly goes for a passionate kiss, pushing in her tongue to twist with that of her friend. The kiss lasts for quite a bit before she pulls away, giving Trix a naughty look to tell she had planned even more. <strong>"That just takes me back to Hawaii"</strong> She said before gently putting her glass on the edge of the pool. <strong>"Your lips are as sweet as I can remember...now I have to try the other ones" </strong> <br><br>Placing her hands on both sides of Trix waist, Sari pushes herself underwater to bring her head right in front of Trixie's pussy. Without any delay, she planted her lips on Trix labia, sucking away at her pussy and teasing it with her tongue for 10-15 seconds before resurfacing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pianoman17</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 23:46:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div>Evie hoped that Emily would agree to get in there together. She was now entirely naked, and feeling self-conscious, but Dominique, Trixie and Sari were all naked and seemingly okay with that. It was enough to make Evie feel like she could go and be a part of that without having to worry about being as self-conscious, because a lot of other girls were already doing it. <br><br>She was very taken by Sari, the way she walked and talked, and the seductive air around her. Evie then followed the other girls out, while still encouraging Emily to join them... and she slipped her body into the pool, gasping at the feeling of the cool water on her naked body. She placed her (now second) glass of wine on the edge of the pool and swam through the water a little, giggling at how it felt. She felt alive, it was intoxicating. She then watched as Trixie and Sari started kissing on the edge of the pool, and she watched, wide-eyed, holding onto the edge of the pool and feeling her own pussy get hotter and hotter as she watched the two beautiful girls. They seemed so comfortable with one another. Her other hand drifted down to her slit beneath the water and she started to softly rub her fingers up and down, biting her lip as she played with herself, probably not hiding it very well at all. It was such a hot sight. She would love to draw it - she tried to commit it to memory so she could try and draw it later. She glanced around to see what Dominique and Emily were doing by now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Foxy DeVille</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 00:32:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><em><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Dominique Chase</span></em> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197301.msg9609940#msg9609940)</span><br><br>With a glass of wine in hand, Dominique was serenely enjoying what was going on in the pool. She was pleased to see the some of the other girls were so quick to join in. When Sari got out of her bodysuit, Dominique was especially glad to see her naked breasts. While she was on the small side herself, Dominique did enjoy a big pair of tits. Sometimes she wondered if she had been a frat boy in a previously life. But as much as she loved boobs, Dominique wouldn't give up her sweet tight ass for anything. She loved walking away from people and knowing they were staring at it.<br><br>Dominique took a small sip as she watched Trix and Sari play with each other. They had clearly done this before. Two hot young girls with no inhibitions... that was entertainment. Then Dominique noticed Evie was watching them too. Her attempts to hide her pleasure were adorably futile. It amused her to think such a sweet girl had a bit of a naughty side, even if she tried to hide it. When Evie turned to look at her, Dominique gave her a sly smile with a wicked twinkle in her eye.<br><br>"Do you like what you see, Evie?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pianoman17</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 00:48:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div>When she met eyes with Dominique, Evie's eyes widened a little. She hadn't expected to be called out on how much she was enjoying watching. But Dominique was onto her. "Yeah... I guess, I mean, it's nice that they like each other. I'm okay with that..." she mumbled, looking a bit flustered. Dominique was beautiful, too. Evie's own breasts were slightly on the small side of a C cup, and seeing so many other beautiful breasts around made her a little self-conscious, especially with Dominique coming up to her now. Her body was beautifully toned, even if she couldn't see all of her under the water. "I mean, it's kind of nice to watch two people enjoying each other," she whispered, hoping the arousal stayed out of her voice but thinking that she was fighting a losing battle there.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ElvenKitten</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 01:11:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</div><br>Emily was stopped by Evie grabbing her wrist, she didn't Evie was heading to the pool too and was surprisingly really into the whole thing. She saw her best friend stripping naked in front of her and she wanted to do things to her that were too friendly. She had always relied on Evie to get her to do things she was too scared to try on her own and here she was doing it again.<br><br>Emily threw caution to the wind and started to strip out of her bathing suit blushing as she slipped her bikini bottoms down. She saw things in the pool starting to heat up. She watched Evies reaction with amazement. She saw her touch herself just like she wanted to do and smiled. She put her hand on Evie's shoulder "Want to compare your naughty little sketch to the real thing?" She smiled nervously still blushing a little. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pianoman17</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 01:25:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div>Evie's eyes widened as Emily put her hand on her shoulder, and asked if she wanted to compare her sketch to the real thing. How did Emily know about her sketch? "My... sketch? You saw it?" she asked, her cheeks blushing bright red. "It's not like I saw you... I was just guessing," she said, not wanting her best friend to think she was some kind of stalker or something. But that still didn't explain why she felt the need to draw that - which was something she wasn't ready to explain yet. But it seemed that the attraction to girls was becoming more and more evident to other people now, especially as Evie had been staring so intently at Trix and Sari. At the offer to compare, Evie turned to glance at Emily's body, and had a sharp intake of breath. She was gorgeous. Absolutely stunning. Even more beautiful than Evie had drawn in her sketch. Her breath was taken away completely. "I... wow," was all she could say as she looked at her friend's body up so close to her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 02:00:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div>Jenny laid back in the reclined cinema chair with one of her legs raised up and planted on the adjacent seat.&nbsp; Jasmine's rubbing of Jenny's crotch had now exposed her small white penis.&nbsp; Her friend's touch had stirred it to life, but it was still very small, and the thought of putting it inside another girl was something Jenny had only considered in the theoretical.&nbsp; Jasmine's lustful pawing had pulled the dress down off both of Jenny's shoulders, and only where it was pinned beneath her shoulder blades kept it from falling down about her waist.&nbsp; Jenny's gorgeous fat lips glistened with Jazz's wet kisses.<br><br>Jenny heard Jazz speak.&nbsp; She heard her words and they made more sense than before, but that wasn't to say she agreed with them.&nbsp; So Jazz was coming out of the closet, but what did that even mean, Jenny wondered.&nbsp; She had to consider whether Jazz liked her because she was a girl, or because she wasn't a girl.&nbsp; More than her words, Jenny heard the pain in her friend's voice.&nbsp; <br><br>"I... uh, Jazz.... I'm not ready to .... I mean... I don't think I could... <em>fuck </em>anyone, not like that.&nbsp; It's not that I don't like you... Jazz, I do, but..."&nbsp; Jenny was blushing, clearly embarrassed and even humiliated by Jazz's sudden aggressive sexual advances, and also the way her body responded to them.&nbsp; Even now she was pinned in her seat by her friends body.&nbsp; <br><br><br><br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Girls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</td><td>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</td><td>(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</td><td>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/thumbs/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jazz</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Evie</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jenny</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Emily</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trix</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Sari</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Dominique</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Foxy DeVille</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 02:19:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><em><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Dominique Chase</span></em> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197301.msg9609940#msg9609940)</span><br><br>When Emily finally came out, Dominique gave the redhead the once over. She was looking very nice... and seemed a bit nervous. Her blushing was so cute. And Evie turning her own shade of red made things even cuter. hey were both so innocent, so wanting to do more but too scared to take that next step. Just like she initiated this impromptu skinny dipping, Dominique decided to help Evie and Emily enter a more mature world. The brunette teen slid up behind the blonde Evie and leaned against her, pressing her small nude breasts against her bare back. Dominique rested her head on Evie's shoulder as she looked up at Emily.<br><br>"She does look quite lovely, doesn't she?" Dominique whispered huskily into Evie's ear.&nbsp; <br><br>Crooking a finger, Dominique motion for Emily to join them in the pool. While she had expiramented with girls before, the thought of two at once was irresistible to her. Especially when they were as adorably awkward as Evie and Emily.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 02:23:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>I stood up defeated, my body slumped, <strong>"Happy birthday Jazz... happy birthday..."</strong> sighing I carried on, <strong>"I thought you of all people would understand... I thought you would know how much you meant to me... But no instead... I spend my sixteenth alone..."</strong> with tears shedding from my eyes, the hot wetness echoing the misery in my face,<strong> "I love you Jenny, I love you so dearly... but... I guess you won't want to see me again..."</strong> with that I started heading towards the door, <strong>"I really don't care how you look Jenny I just wanted you..."</strong> pausing I let long hard sigh, <strong>"Maybe this is all that that is the ending... on my sixteenth I was going to come out to all and be accepted instead my bestfriend... my bestfriend..."</strong> again i sighed, <strong>"Just go tell anyone party cancelled or whatever... I am going to go to my bedroom and just lay there... Jenny... Jenny... I..."</strong> unable to finish I was at the door quivering...<br><br>As I reached the exit my hand trembling I just broke down completely my crying impossible to fight now, my pain too tulmoutous... the strife in my soul torture, torture like the thousand needles stabbed into me as I fell down into foetal position whimpering, <strong>"happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you... happy dear Jazz, happy birthday to you..."&nbsp; </strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 02:56:14</strong>
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				Now Jenny felt like shit.&nbsp; Sitting in the dark she straitened her clothes while listening to her devastated friend break down into tears.&nbsp; Without needing much thought at all, Jenny got up and ran to her friends side, dropping down to her knees beside her.&nbsp; Jenny hated causing anyone pain, especially a friend, and now Jazz assaulted her with guilt.<br><br>Though she regretted it even as she did it, Jenny leaned in and kissed Jazz on the cheek.&nbsp; It was more than a friendly little kiss, but it was still hesitant and trying to work its way up to the great passion Jazz demonstrated.&nbsp; Jenny couldn't ruin her best friend's birthday, not when she had the power to make her wish come true.&nbsp; The pair were closer to the curtain at the exit to the small theater, and a shaft of light cut in.&nbsp; <br><br>Still feeling guilty and pressured, Jenny lifted her dress up and let it drop to the floor, leaving her barefoot and dressed only in her matching bra and panties.&nbsp; She took one of Jazz's hands and moved it toward her panties, helping it slip inside where her fingers would brush her small cock.&nbsp; Jenny shivered as fingers not her own rubbed across the juicy head of her little dick.&nbsp; <br><br>"You want me to put it inside you?" &nbsp;Jenny asked nervously.&nbsp; She reached out and started touching the side of Jazz's bosom as she renewed her timid kissing, moving slowly closer to her best friends mouth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 03:13:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>I lift my head in confusion, then seeing this I whispered, <strong>"Thank and yes... I have been unable to forget your touches in the shower... your hands over my body... just knowing you were near..."</strong> sighing I voluntary allowed it all as my hand softly gave a tentative and intimate handjob, carefully masturbating her off while I felt her kisses. I knew she was scared but also knew that this meant she had loved everything, everything I had done... I gently guide her hand under my dress and whispered in stifled moan,<strong> "Touch me Jenny, touch me deeply, I want to feel your soft hands rubbing me..."</strong> another moan as I grew more hot, I closed the door deftly before lightly lowering to the ground my dress hitched up now, although not immediately obvious when Jenny touched my panties she would feel the wetness of my lips dripping through. <br><br>My deep hungering sounds as my hand under her panties worked her little cock in such a loving fashion being gentle but with a clear lust to my intense wanking off of her. I would then connect our lips and begin to hungerily make out with her, my tongue this time finding little resistance as we got down on one another. I could not care less what was going on outside here, I was over the moon her wonderful caresses and fondles, just pure poetry to my wet core, my breasts standing to attention despite how small they were, my dress growing more ruffled as the passion grew.<br><br>I continued to work over her cock wanting to feel her cum over my hands, my tongue deep inside her mouth as I moaned and elicited sexual gasps of gratification, it was heavenly in it's working, leading to me becoming further intent on going all the way with Jenny, my body like glass statue fragile and dripping with lust, even my sounds while normally masculine in my voice, now I sounded truly feminine as I sighed and broke into her deeply. My deep erotic sounds echoing through her ears and down her throat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esmeralgirl</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 04:56:10</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197710.msg9641065#msg9641065">Quote from: Kimera on 24-02-2014, 22:50:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Sari Deveroux</strong></span> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197301.msg9620409#msg9620409)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Driveway of McClaren Haven<br><strong>With:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Sari also moves a bit closer to Trixie as she accepts the glass of wine offered to her. <strong>"Thank you...just what I needed..."</strong> She said to Trix as she took a sip from her drink. <strong>"...and Ohhh...Hmmm..."</strong> She moans when she felt Trix fingers sink between her legs to play with her pussy. <strong>"As for my collection, I brought ever one I had with me in Hawaii....with a couple of new additions offcourse"</strong> Whispering to the girl. <br><br>Moving even closer, Sari used her free hand to wrap around Trixie's neck and move in for a kiss <strong>"Hmmm...You know I can't resist when you tempt me with your lips like that."</strong> Showing no restrains, Sari immediatly goes for a passionate kiss, pushing in her tongue to twist with that of her friend. The kiss lasts for quite a bit before she pulls away, giving Trix a naughty look to tell she had planned even more. <strong>"That just takes me back to Hawaii"</strong> She said before gently putting her glass on the edge of the pool. <strong>"Your lips are as sweet as I can remember...now I have to try the other ones" </strong> <br><br>Placing her hands on both sides of Trix waist, Sari pushes herself underwater to bring her head right in front of Trixie's pussy. Without any delay, she planted her lips on Trix labia, sucking away at her pussy and teasing it with her tongue for 10-15 seconds before resurfacing.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>&nbsp;<br><div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)<div class="floatright"><br><br>She smiles getting desired reaction from hers. She always loves the sound of girl moaning, It's so erotic that she usually wet herself just by hearing it. "Now now I have to check them out." she said with a little grin and pushed one finger into her tight cunt. "Just the warm I remember." she said and kissed her back, shredding off any inhibition she had in mind. Now the play had started, she was getting wet. She swirls her tongue inside her mouth, totally knowing that others are watching them. She grins, "You have to check....." she trails off as Sari was under water, sucking on her, "Ohh my God !!!!" she cooes, and pulls her hard against her body, when she came up. She looked at where Dominique was going to have her way with Evie and most likely Emily too. "Night is going to be fun." she purrs in Sari's ear and started to play with her nipples, pinching them between her fingers, "Are they as sensitive as I remember." she said, and took one in her mouth, sucking and licking it. She tended both the lips and when she came up she looks at Dominique and winks at her.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 05:23:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a0/Tgirl_cock.jpg)</div>Jazz remembered that one time in the shower far more vividly then Jenny, even when it had been no passing thing for Jenny either.&nbsp; Jenny whimpered cutely, as the hand inside her tight girl panties closed around her dick, engulfing it, before beginning to stroke the shaft and foreskin up and down.&nbsp; <br><br>Jenny let Jazz kiss her now, and the full passionate lip lock was so much more than she had managed with her timid little 'forgive me' kisses.&nbsp; Neither girl was crying any longer, though tears stained both their faces.&nbsp; Jenny meant to touch Jazz, like she had asked, but she did little more than lay her hand on her friends naked skin before she became impossibly distracted by the hand in her panties.<br><br>Jenny felt Jazz's tongue dive deep in her mouth again, penetrating her sensual cock sucking lips.&nbsp; Jenny was still very uncomfortable with this, especially not knowing what lay ahead, but for the time being she suppressed her misgivings and allowed Jazz to ravage her.&nbsp; Through the natural course of the girls shifting to get comfortable and access each others bodies, Jenny ended up sitting against the cinema wall with her legs spread, while Jazz knelt before her, leaning into her body while she jerked her girlfriend's cock.<br><br>"Please.... ughh..&nbsp; I...... No.&nbsp; &nbsp;No....&nbsp; &nbsp;its.... ughh,&nbsp; &nbsp;ahhh," Jenny whimpered and moaned.&nbsp; Finally Jenny's penis was fully erect, though it was still maybe just three inches long.&nbsp; She felt very uncomfortable letting anyone touch her cock like that, especially when it was some she considered her closest friend.&nbsp; Perhaps worse, the girls were screened off from the hallway by nothing more than a black curtain, and the thought of being stumbled upon was ever present.&nbsp; When Jazz finally got her wish, Jenny's young body shivered mightily and her cock blasted out ropes of hot cum.&nbsp; It was very clearly intensely pleasurable for Jenny, though the orgasmic peak only lasted a few seconds at best.&nbsp; During her orgasm, Jenny groaned loudly, sounding more masculine then Jazz would have ever heard her.&nbsp; After shooting her load, Jenny's head collapsed onto Jazz's shoulder, and it was clear she was spent for now.&nbsp; Her little cock quickly shrank down till it was maybe the size of her thumb.&nbsp; Any further touching of the sensitive tip of her cock made Jenny recoil in clear physical discomfort at the over stimulation.<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Girls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</td><td>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</td><td>(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</td><td>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/thumbs/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jazz</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Evie</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jenny</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Emily</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trix</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Sari</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Dominique</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 08:00:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>Jazz smiled very gently giggling as she stared at her wonderful bestfriend, felt her release and her head collapse on her shoulder. Removing her hand she lift her hand out the panties and began to lick the cum off of it, not even hesitating. Moaning in complete lust. Once she had done this she whispered, <strong>"Jenny, I love you..."</strong> pausing she giggled, her voice so much more feminine now,<strong> "That was best birthday present I will get all night."</strong> with that she once more began to make out with her, being gentle in her caresses knowing her friend needed sometime to recover, just being loving and tender. Slowly unveiling her breasts as she began to remove her bra breaking the kiss to say in wonderful breathy voice so unlike Jazz, <strong>"Jenny, I want you inside me, I want to feel your body up close with mine. I never cared how you look or how you see yourself for me Jenny you are my bestfriend and... more if you will allow it..." </strong><br><br>Carefully Jazz's hands reach up to her friend's bra and began to very carefully squeeze them, listening to her friend and hoping this was as good for her as it was for Jazz, <strong>"I know you need time Jenny to recover feel free to inflict pleasure on me, I want to feel your lips in the most intimate of my places."</strong> to indicate further she opened her legs and lift up the dress, <strong>"You have made my sixteenth all the more amazing Jenny..."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 08:46:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><em>"Jenny, I want you inside me, I want to feel your body up close with mine. I never cared how you look or how you see yourself for me Jenny you are my bestfriend and... more if you will allow it...&nbsp; I know you need time Jenny to recover feel free to inflict pleasure on me, I want to feel your lips in the most intimate of my places.&nbsp; You have made my sixteenth all the more amazing Jenny..."</em></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>For a short time after she came, Jenny didn't have a care in the world, she was quite perfectly content.&nbsp; If everyone she had ever met had just happened to wander into the room, and spotlights had illuminated her in all her shame, Jenny would not have cared.&nbsp; The feeling of dumb bliss lasted just a few seconds past the orgasm itself, and the the weight of the world came crashing back down on her.<br><br>At first, Jenny had hoped her orgasm was all her friend wanted, but that wasn't the case.&nbsp; Jenny felt spent, in the way any man did after an orgasm, and yet Jazz was still all over her.&nbsp; Her hands were up under Jenny's bra and she was busy taking off her clothes.&nbsp; It was clear Jasmine still wanted more from Jenny; much more.&nbsp; Right now she wanted her to go down on her virgin pussy, and it seemed as soon as her strength returned Jazz was planning on having Jenny fuck her.<br><br>"Jazz, hold on, just slow down for a moment, please,"&nbsp; Jenny grabbed hold of her friends hands, gently.&nbsp; "I'm spent, and the hormones really ... uh... it might be awhile before I can <strong>go </strong>again."&nbsp; Jenny looked in her friend's eyes to see if she understood.&nbsp; By now, Jenny's cock was down to its smallest size, as if she was being buffeted by a cold shower.&nbsp; Warm cum dribbled down the tip, making small wet spots appear in her panties.&nbsp; "Also, I'm not comfortable doing anything here." Her tone and body language suggested she meant the relatively public room in which Jazz had just given her a handjob. &nbsp;"Jazz, you've got a house full of guests and you should go check on them.&nbsp; I'm going to go get some juice."&nbsp; &nbsp; Jenny let go of Jazz's hands, hoping she would accept what she had said.<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Girls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</td><td>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</td><td>(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</td><td>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/thumbs/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jazz</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Evie</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jenny</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Emily</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trix</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Sari</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Dominique</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ElvenKitten</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 09:25:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</div><br>Emily blushed and smiled a little "Your pretty wow yourself..." Emily blushed more at Dominique checking her out and Emily looked the brunette up and down. There was no denying it any-more, she was definitely attracted to girls. She pulled Evie in for a hug then kissed her on&nbsp; the lips hungrily more than enjoying her body being pressed against Evies.&nbsp; She had wanted to kiss Evie like that for a long time and just didn't admit it to herself, she hoped her friend was enjoying the kiss as much as she was.<br><br>She reluctantly broke the kiss and aproached the pool and dipped her toe in the water she lowered herself into the water with a pleased sigh. She fooled around in the water a while waiting for Evie and Dominique to join her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pianoman17</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 09:52:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div>When Evie felt Dominique rest her head on her shoulder, and felt the girl's bare breasts against her back, she shuddered a little and sighed, and placed a hand on Dom's head gently, leaning her own head over to rest against Dom's. She could clearly feel the other girl's nipples against her back and it made her even wetter. She and Dom had already been in the pool as Evie had watched the other two, and now she watched Emily come in to join them. "Yes... very lovely," she agreed to Dom's words. Emily was beautiful. And so was Dom. <br><br>When Emily came up to Evie and leaned in for a kiss, Evie didn't breathe for a moment, she was so nervous. But then she felt Emily's lips against hers, while Dom was still pressed up against her back, watching closely. She could feel her breasts rubbing against Emily's, and it only increased her arousal further. The kiss was amazing, it was everything she had imagined it being. She was definitely enjoying the kiss as much as Emily was - it was one of the most intense moments of her life, especially with Dom right behind her. Whenever she had imagined a moment like this she had never imagined another girl there, but somehow that only made it more intense and arousing for her. <br><br>When Emily moved away to float in the middle of the pool, Evie and Dominique stayed near the edge of the pool (still in the water) as Evie turned around to face Dominique. She was very beautiful as well, and not wanting her to miss out, Evie made eye contact with her and then leaned in to kiss her in the same way that Emily had kissed Evie. Her lips lightly brushed over Dominique's as one of her hands cupped one of her breasts gently. She loved the feel of it. She had had her doubts, but this was all too exciting to resist.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>25-02-2014, 20:59:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>I blushed but nodded,<strong> "Okay Jenny, I can wait after right now I could wait and keep waiting..."</strong> with that I stood up fixing my dress and rearranging everything so it fit properly, still blushing, "<strong>Nothing can beat the present you gave me today, nothing..."</strong> with that I head out and looked around the house trying to find people, everyone seemed to be missing... A little confused I opened the door to still see cars, and people's jackets were still hung up... Biting my lip I started searching wishing Jenny was with me, being a little scared. The house was huge, and I had not ever been everywhere in it... Trying to think I figured could relax in the Jacuzzi, discarding my dress I changed into a onesie and left the inside... what met my eyes was just... just jaw dropping all the guests naked in the pool in various states of clear sapphic intentions... <br><br>Gulping I really needed Jenny now, trying my best to be quiet I head to the jacuzzi, splashing in and closing my eyes a lovely blissful smile in my eyes the sounds of the motor making the other erotic sounds impossible to hear... I just lay there relaxing not even caring anymore... just so alive... just so enamoured. My soft timid sighs breaking into a fantasy as soon my hands were rubbing under the bubbles, replaying every moment that had happened in the theatre. If anyone did see me, they would notice how more relaxed I was and less mousy or cautious, my swimsuit was purple with black stripes and despite my feelings about my body while I hid it well, it really was not repulsive it was curved and the breasts were not overly large but nor were they minature...<br><br>Lost in the memories of last ten minutes just tuned out to the world.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>27-02-2014, 09:02:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div>Jenny sat in the dark for awhile, glad to be alone.&nbsp; She was often reserved and secretive, for obvious reasons, but that wasn't to say she was the sort of girl you preferred her own company.&nbsp; Given what had just happened though, she made the exception.<br><br>After resting for awhile, Jenny made sure all her clothes were straight before potentially stumbling into anyone.&nbsp; She didn't hear any music, nor did she hear a gaggle of gossiping girls, so she really had no idea where everyone had go to.&nbsp; Jenny picked up her green sandals and walked through the house, tossing the footwear gently down by the front door.&nbsp; She continued to the kitchen where she opened the fridge and poured herself a tall glass of apple juice.&nbsp; She threw the juice back quickly and poured a second glass.&nbsp; When putting the juice back into the fridge, Jenny became aware of her hunger.&nbsp; There was some food in the fridge, but it seemed like a party demanded pizza.&nbsp; Jenny had to wonder if Jazz had plans, but finding and talking to Jazz wasn't something she wanted to do right now.<br><br>Jenny wandered off looking for the rest of the girls.&nbsp; If she dropped some hints about pizza, maybe one of the others would ask Jazz, or maybe they would just take the initiative and see to it themselves.&nbsp; Eventually Jenny heard the girls splashing in the pool and she made her way outside.&nbsp; What she found made her feel very overdressed.&nbsp; Jasmine was notably absent, but Evie, Emily, Sari, Trixie and Dominique were all in the pool, and all naked.&nbsp; It had been hard to be sure at first, as some of the girls were underwater... doing stuff...<br><br>Jenny looked surprised, and in fact she wondered if the thing in the cinema had lasted for longer than she thought at the time.&nbsp; A little dazed by the sudden turn of events, Jenny said, "I could probably put some music on if anyone wants it.&nbsp; Jazz has speakers and an iPod dock over on the window counter."&nbsp; Jenny would put on someone else's music, as that way they had to deal with everyone else judging if their music was cool enough.&nbsp; The shy blonde showed no outward signs of wanting to leap into the pool with the others, but she would want to if circumstances were different.<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Girls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</td><td>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</td><td>(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</td><td>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/thumbs/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jazz</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Evie</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jenny</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Emily</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trix</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Sari</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Dominique</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vercile</strong> on <strong>27-02-2014, 12:59:14</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte<br><br><strong>Surname:</strong> Forest<br><br><strong>DOB and Age:</strong> June 7th, 18 Years of Age<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> H-5'2", W-90lbs, Hair-Dirty Golden Blonde, Eyes-Hazel, No Tattoos or Marks, Wears-Necklace (The Cross)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)]</div></div><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Charlotte for the most part is easy going, though can sometimes be a bit bossy anxious about her schooling. She tends to care for her friends more than she should, going to lengths to help them through rough patches. She's open hearted and open minded when it comes to most things and tries to find the enjoyment in anything she does. Though when it comes to sitting around small talking about boys and relationships, she tends to get a little nervous and tongue tied. However she isn't all smiles and make up, she has her downs just like anyone else<br><br><strong>Sexual Orientation: </strong> Heterosexual - Charlotte hasn't had many experiences with her sexuality, having a rather strict upbringing when it came to her grades and the summer jobs she "elected" to do on school break.<br><br><strong>Backstory:</strong><br><br>Through her life, Charlotte had been consistently pressed to do good in school. Spending her childhood in an all girls Catholic school, where she often had trouble discerning who was harder on her, her parents or the teachers. Other troubles she had involved making friends, keeping up with her school work, and of course, obeying the rules. Aside from these problems as a child, she group as "normally" as one could. Growing into a young teen, she branched out on her own, outside the confides of her home and her parents firm grip on what she referred to as a leash. However by that age her parents hadn't need of worrying for her around boys, even though occasionally they did worry about her personal life.<br><br>Charlotte had what many considered "girlish" tastes, fashion, style, make up, shoes, not unlike Jasmine or Jazz as Charlotte had nick named her. The two had met one day at a joint-school carnival, with Jasmine being more Tomboyish and Charlotte being quite feminine, but even with the obvious opposites they had the two got along well. Though on many occasions the two didn't seem to mesh, with such moments as Jazz introducing her to video games and Charlotte introducing Jazz to cosmetics. Suffice to say Jazz had better luck had better luck getting Charlotte to play video games, but Charlotte herself hasn't given up on giving her friend a make over.<br>They got along famously whenever they had a chance to hang out together, but with her study load and summer jobs, she nearly never found enough time to do so. They often caught up over the MMO's whenever they could. <br></div></div><br><div class="floatright">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)</div><br>Safe to say, Charlotte was ALWAYS punctual. That was until today, of all days in fact, one of her best friend's birthdays and most likely one to remember for the rest of their lives. The young lady was kicking herself about being so late, of course no one could fault her, even though she spent a lot of time getting dressed and dolling herself up, it had been her parents. Of course they said 'yes' when the party was arranged, but of course in their eyes they had to really stick it to her, throwing out all sorts of excuses not to let her go. Since turning eighteen she took on more responsibilities, including having a license to drive a car. And with each step of independence she took, her father and mother were there "keeping an eye" on her. Still, after some time, they buckled and let her go for the party with a few exceptions of course, but all in all Charlotte believed it had been the invitations set rules that had her parents so... flexible.<br><br>The taxi pulled up to Jasmine's beach house, it's wheels squeaking breaks sounded as it came to a final halt. The engine stopped then and at first no sound or movement had been made, until the rear seat door opened and the Golden Blonde haired teen stepped from the passenger's seat and onto the property. Black high heels appeared first, with slender pale legs. Hopping from her seated position and fully emerging from the vehicle, she wore a short black dress, with her hands's full. Her hazel eyes dazzlingly stared upon the estate for a moment, her strawberry pink painted lips perked into a thrilled smile. After her long hard and dazed stare, she snapped back into reality, closing the door behind her as the taxi drove off.<br><br>She approached the main front door, in her right hand had been a black poly latex purse containing various items, personal items of course. And in her left was a bottle of champagne, a green bottle with golden trimming and a red bow around the neck. She knew she couldn't bring anything alcoholic, as the champagne had been alcohol free. In her ind the only way to celebrate was with a bottle of bubbly and fire works, of course her parents wouldn't have that so she settled for what she had brought. With a smile on her lips and her heart pounding a little harder with each passing moment with anticipation, she finally came to the door. Slipping her purse strap over her shoulder to leave her hand free, she hit the door bell and waited. It had been a short while since they talked last and quite awhile since they had hang out in real life, which had Charlotte a little nervous, butterflies nervous even.<br><br>However with a few following knocks and a repeat of the doorbell, once, twice more, she felt no one was going to answer. She shook her head anxiously, jumping to some rather negative conclusions, at least until she forced herself to calm down and reminding herself that it was a birthday party not a drama party. With mixed feeling going as quickly as they came, the young lady decided to take a peek around with the eventuality of hearing some voices and sounds. The pool! Of course, girls today, even her preferred a pool party over a game of monopoly in the living room, or watching television. Though with Jazz's media &amp; entertainment center, I wonder if the group could hold off on playing video games, especially Jazz.<br><br>The first voice and person she spotted as Charlotte came from around the side was a girl suggesting some music,perhaps to set the scene or amp up the highlights of the pool goers.<br>She was dressed, though not for swimming and appeared around her age, but of course Charlotte soon found her cheeks reddening at the sight of all the other girls completely naked in the pool. She paused for a moment, her lips parted, as if between shocked and about to speak her mind. Instead all that came out was a light course chocked up sound, probably enough to grasp someones attention. In her momentary pause, she considered how growing up would effect things in her life, how being an adult would bring on a lot more explicit responsibilities as her parents keep telling her "The world is a barbaric place". Of course if Jazz was cool with this and she was enjoying her Birthday party, she was fine with it.<br><br>"Uh.... Hi.... I'm Charlotte, Charlotte Forest. I'm a friend of Jazz's...."<br><br>After clearing her throat she introduced herself, her right hand fingers were playing with the strap on her purse, showing a bit of anxiety not only coming from these girls she'd never met before but being among them as they were all naked, say for the one not in the pool. After her introduction she immediately scanned for her friend Jasmine, as if to ease her rising anxiety. Which happened to fade away once her eyes locked on to the birthday girl, smiling warmly giving a soft wave and a loud excited squeal.<br><br>"JAZZ!"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>27-02-2014, 22:41:36</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>It took a a long time before I actually registered the sounds back, but when I heard the voice I blushed deeply and pulled my hand from swimming suit crotch, spinning hurriedly and trying to hide I had been touching myself. I was unsure how to respond in all honesty, <strong>"Char---"</strong> I coughed embarassed my skin even more red with the blush, "<strong>Charlotte... um... they started all this themselves? I swear I did not do anything, hell my parents figured this sort of 'business' would not occur with only girls..."</strong> giggling I did find it rather amusing I stepped out the jacuzzi, only a tad subconcious as I approached over to the pool, <strong>"Guys this is Charlotte she's the reason I am called Jazz, whereas Jenny is my bestfriend..."</strong> I paused again realizing all eyes be on my figure which was pretty exposed in even this onesie, <strong>"Charlotte is the reason I am called Jazz..."</strong> I stared at her thinking, <strong>"It began because of how anxious I used to get, Charlotte used to joke I should mellow out and listen to Jazz, I am far too uptight..." </strong>still completely true,<strong> "I agreed so decided it should be my nickname..."</strong> attempting to avoid the subject in the pool I broached instead another point,<strong> "I apologize for not being here early on, I had to talk to Jenny..."</strong> did I blush more? I probably did, everyone knew, but yet I did not care, <strong>"I realize I made things a little confusing, but I am now ready to recieve the gifts, please get changed and we can meet in the Den, there are towels in the cupboards near the pool."</strong><br><br>Hoping I had organized things well I grabbed both Jenny and Charlotte pulling them into the Den, once inside I said, <strong>"Why were people fucking in my pool?"</strong> I was usually very blunt and with what amounted to my friends I was pretty much open mouth first think later sort of person, <strong>"There were people in my pool making nasty... I am very lax with rules but jesus guys I had ignored it because I could not even believe that was real, hell still don't..."</strong> turning to Charlotte I noticed her clothes finally, <strong>"Charlotte this is my girl--bestfriend Jenny..."</strong> I had almost said girlfriend, but stopped myself short at least hoped I had...<br><br>Charlotte knew I did not feel comfortable revealing my skin, although she had said in the past my figure really was not that bad, she knew I hated weairng make-up so instead just tried to get me dress pretty, NEVER AGAIN! How could girls wear corsets and the dresses they felt like implements to mimic the actions of a Boa Constrictor, my body felt like it was being slowly crushed and the breathing, oh god the breathing, just nigh on impossible. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vercile</strong> on <strong>28-02-2014, 09:32:44</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte<br><br><strong>Surname:</strong> Forest<br><br><strong>DOB and Age:</strong> June 7th, 18 Years of Age<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> H-5'2", W-90lbs, Hair-Dirty Golden Blonde, Eyes-Hazel, No Tattoos or Marks, Wears-Necklace (The Cross)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)]</div></div><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Charlotte for the most part is easy going, though can sometimes be a bit bossy anxious about her schooling. She tends to care for her friends more than she should, going to lengths to help them through rough patches. She's open hearted and open minded when it comes to most things and tries to find the enjoyment in anything she does. Though when it comes to sitting around small talking about boys and relationships, she tends to get a little nervous and tongue tied. However she isn't all smiles and make up, she has her downs just like anyone else<br><br><strong>Sexual Orientation: </strong> Heterosexual - Charlotte hasn't had many experiences with her sexuality, having a rather strict upbringing when it came to her grades and the summer jobs she "elected" to do on school break.<br><br><strong>Backstory:</strong><br><br>Through her life, Charlotte had been consistently pressed to do good in school. Spending her childhood in an all girls Catholic school, where she often had trouble discerning who was harder on her, her parents or the teachers. Other troubles she had involved making friends, keeping up with her school work, and of course, obeying the rules. Aside from these problems as a child, she group as "normally" as one could. Growing into a young teen, she branched out on her own, outside the confides of her home and her parents firm grip on what she referred to as a leash. However by that age her parents hadn't need of worrying for her around boys, even though occasionally they did worry about her personal life.<br><br>Charlotte had what many considered "girlish" tastes, fashion, style, make up, shoes, not unlike Jasmine or Jazz as Charlotte had nick named her. The two had met one day at a joint-school carnival, with Jasmine being more Tomboyish and Charlotte being quite feminine, but even with the obvious opposites they had the two got along well. Though on many occasions the two didn't seem to mesh, with such moments as Jazz introducing her to video games and Charlotte introducing Jazz to cosmetics. Suffice to say Jazz had better luck had better luck getting Charlotte to play video games, but Charlotte herself hasn't given up on giving her friend a make over.<br>They got along famously whenever they had a chance to hang out together, but with her study load and summer jobs, she nearly never found enough time to do so. They often caught up over the MMO's whenever they could. <br></div></div><br><div class="floatright">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)</div><br><br>Charlotte was a little more than relieved when Jazz responded, perhaps her late response had been because of the Jacuzzi, enjoying the relaxation or maybe chilling out after a few hours of partying hard. She didn't know and didn't much care, as long as she'd been enjoying herself of course. At first Jasmine sounded quite pleasant about everything, "girls being girls" and all and skinny dipping wasn't exactly something she'd knock entirely. Charlotte smiled and chuckled s her friend continued to talk, but her more cheery self had transformed into a more nervous "how do I explain this?" sort of mentality. Jazz of course looked very pretty in her one piece, though couldn't get a word in edge-wise to compliment her as Jasmine continued to explain herself. For the following moments of Jasmine's explanations however, Charlotte simply smiled and agreed so she wouldn't draw attention to an obviously awkward situation.<br><br>"Eheh yeah..."<br><br>Again she wanted to say a few things, but before she knew it she was being dragged inside. She followed along of course, though felt a little apprehensive at the sudden forced command Jazz gave her. She distinctly remembered a few before coming today, mainly about remembering that Jasmine was the Birthday girl, so Charlotte followed suit with ease of acceptance.&nbsp; Her black heels clicked until they came to a halt in the den, standing beside Jenny and facing Jazz, Charlotte barely able to get properly introduced to the gang. The first words out of Jasmine's mouth had Charlotte wide eyed, hearing what she did she thought she had to be mistaken, but as the conversation continued it had been as she heard.<br><br>Once was said and done, Charlotte eyed Jenny as her friend Jazz introduced to two to one another. She heard her slip up almost referring to her as a girlfriend, of course she had friends of her own she called girl friends an it hadn't been a big deal, i was simply what girls call their friends. Of course it wasn't the fact she "slipped up" that had Charlotte a little concerned, but the fact she corrected herself in such an embarrassed flurry.<br><br>"I uh... well... a pleasure to meet you Jenny....."<br><br>Charlotte released her bag, letting it dangle around her before reaching out and offering her hand to Jenny with a warm and polite smile. Charlotte was very polite, as polite as she could be at the time. She fooled herself int believing that Jazz meant to say something like "Why were they fucking around naked in the pool?" and "that can be nasty" or something like that, as to Charlotte's knowledge she hadn't seen or caught anyone doing anything explicit or dirty. Perhaps they were and she simply missed it? Either way she wouldn't jump to such conclusions, not to break her good manners so early in her arrival to the party, even with being late.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pianoman17</strong> on <strong>28-02-2014, 13:39:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div>Evie saw Charlotte arriving as she started talking to Jenny. She hadn't spoken to the girl before but she had always seemed quite a nice person when she had seen her around, and Evie wouldn't mind getting to know her better. She enjoyed meeting new people and making new friends. <br><br>She frowned a little as Jazz announced that she was 'ready to receive the gifts' and wanted them all to move inside. Sure, it was her party, but she had disappeared for a while and left the other girls to their own devices, and now was coming back in and basically asking them to give her gifts. Evie didn't want to make a big deal of things, though, and so she reluctantly disengaged from Dominique and Emily, indicating for them to come as well. She pulled herself out of the pool and headed over to the cupboard that Jazz had indicated, where there were indeed towels. She pulled one out and wrapped it around herself, above her breasts, tucking the towel into itself so that it wouldn't fall down, at least unless it came loose. For now she thought that would be good enough, as she hoped to have the chance to swim again later and she didn't want to put her clothes back on while she was still a bit damp. <br><br>She followed Jazz, Jenny and Charlotte back into the house, picking up her gift for Jazz on the way and eventually finding the Den and seeing the three girls in there. Still in just a towel, she came up to Charlotte and smiled. "Hey, Charlotte. I'm Evie. It's nice to finally actually meet you!" she said with a warm smile. "I'd give you a greeting hug but I'm still a little wet from the pool." She hadn't meant any double meaning in that at all, Evie didn't tend to think crudely about things like that. She looked around at the three girls, wondering if she had interrupted some kind of conversation as she came in. Jazz didn't really look very pleased, but Evie couldn't bring herself to regret what had happened out there - it had been quite a lifechanging moment for her when Emily had kissed her, and seeing the other girls naked as well. It definitely wasn't something she could regret.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esmeralgirl</strong> on <strong>28-02-2014, 14:06:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)<div class="floatright"> <br><br><br><br>Trix was having a little too much fun with Sari, when the another girl came in, Charlotte. Of course she remembers her, she had said hello to her quite a few times and that was all. Now she felt a little shy, having been caught sucking Sari's breasts. It was good with Dominiqui, Evie and Emily but she really doesn't knew Charlotte that well and she always felt so shy around new people. Pushing Sari a little away but not before she shares a hot kiss with her, "We will continue it later on sweetheart." she whispers and got out of the pool.<br><br>Water was dripping down her body and she can't wear any of her clothes if she doesn't wants them wet. Following Evie, she got two towels, one to dry herself and another to tug it around herself, making sure it won't loose free. She quickly entered the room, grabbing the gift from her purse. It was a Tiffany's jewelry which she had bought but now she was kinda pissed, since Jasmine literally ordered them, and she never takes them. "Hey Charlotte, what's up ? you're a tid bit late." she teased, but blushed too, since she had seen her naked in the pool, sucking Sari's nipples. "Here you go Jasmine, our little ghost of opera." she joked, handing over the package. <br><br>She looked around, to see everyone else was getting inside, after being busted in the pool, "You have a lovely pool, can't stop myself from having a dip. I'll change my clothes once I'm sure in dry." she rants, being nervous around Charlotte scrutinizing gaze, since everyone knows she is goody two shoes.Trix was having a little too much fun with Sari, when the another girl came in, Charlotte. Of course she remembers her, she had said hello to her quite a few times and that was all. Now she felt a little shy, having been caught sucking Sari</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>01-03-2014, 04:10:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div>Jenny tried to remain cool.&nbsp; She didn't want to feel like there was a divide between the cool girls, all naked in the pool, and everyone else, especially not if she would be stuck in the everyone else group.&nbsp; Jazz continued to act erratic, and even Jenny thought she was unnecessarily sharp to the girls in the pool.&nbsp; <br><br>Jenny followed (or was dragged) inside by Jazz.&nbsp; Jenny had a present packed away in her bag, but after letting Jazz jerk her off and taste her boy-cum, Jenny didn't think the present was suitable, given the direction in which Jazz clearly saw their relationship evolving.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><em>"Why were people fucking in my pool?&nbsp; There were people in my pool making nasty... I am very lax with rules but Jesus guys I had ignored it because I could not even believe that was real, hell still don't...&nbsp; &nbsp;Charlotte this is my girl--bestfriend Jenny..." </em></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Hi," was all Jenny managed to say to Charlotte.&nbsp; She held a glass of juice in both hands now, but her head was turned to watch the dripping wet teenage girls climb out of the pool one by one, all of them in their birthday suits.&nbsp; When Evie entered Jenny smiled nervously and asked her, &nbsp;"Uh.... hey, how was your swim?"&nbsp; <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Girls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</td><td>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</td><td>(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</td><td>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/thumbs/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</td><td>(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jazz</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Evie</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jenny</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Emily</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trix</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Sari</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Dominique</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Charlotte</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vercile</strong> on <strong>01-03-2014, 06:56:19</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte<br><br><strong>Surname:</strong> Forest<br><br><strong>DOB and Age:</strong> June 7th, 18 Years of Age<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> H-5'2", W-90lbs, Hair-Dirty Golden Blonde, Eyes-Hazel, No Tattoos or Marks, Wears-Necklace (The Cross)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)]</div></div><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Charlotte for the most part is easy going, though can sometimes be a bit bossy anxious about her schooling. She tends to care for her friends more than she should, going to lengths to help them through rough patches. She's open hearted and open minded when it comes to most things and tries to find the enjoyment in anything she does. Though when it comes to sitting around small talking about boys and relationships, she tends to get a little nervous and tongue tied. However she isn't all smiles and make up, she has her downs just like anyone else<br><br><strong>Sexual Orientation: </strong> Heterosexual - Charlotte hasn't had many experiences with her sexuality, having a rather strict upbringing when it came to her grades and the summer jobs she "elected" to do on school break.<br><br><strong>Backstory:</strong><br><br>Through her life, Charlotte had been consistently pressed to do good in school. Spending her childhood in an all girls Catholic school, where she often had trouble discerning who was harder on her, her parents or the teachers. Other troubles she had involved making friends, keeping up with her school work, and of course, obeying the rules. Aside from these problems as a child, she group as "normally" as one could. Growing into a young teen, she branched out on her own, outside the confides of her home and her parents firm grip on what she referred to as a leash. However by that age her parents hadn't need of worrying for her around boys, even though occasionally they did worry about her personal life.<br><br>Charlotte had what many considered "girlish" tastes, fashion, style, make up, shoes, not unlike Jasmine or Jazz as Charlotte had nick named her. The two had met one day at a joint-school carnival, with Jasmine being more Tomboyish and Charlotte being quite feminine, but even with the obvious opposites they had the two got along well. Though on many occasions the two didn't seem to mesh, with such moments as Jazz introducing her to video games and Charlotte introducing Jazz to cosmetics. Suffice to say Jazz had better luck had better luck getting Charlotte to play video games, but Charlotte herself hasn't given up on giving her friend a make over.<br>They got along famously whenever they had a chance to hang out together, but with her study load and summer jobs, she nearly never found enough time to do so. They often caught up over the MMO's whenever they could. <br></div></div><br><div class="floatright">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)</div><br><br>Charlotte already felt as if she were the odd one out, every other girl say for a small few including herself were in towels and dripping. Aside from that obvious difference and of course being late, she felt that the others didn't take too kindly to her "intrusion", as if everyone had been having a fun time until she upset the status quo. With doing that, seemingly sparking some form of site or anger from the birthday girl had everyone coming from the pool and giving her presents, yes indeed she had valid reason to shunned, at least fro their points of view. She let out a soft sigh, not even audible as not to appear rude when her had was refused, of course Jenny had her hands full by the looks of it and didn't want to stir even more trouble over semantics.<br><br>Charlotte now turned when Jenny had and asked how their swim went, she of course simply faced them, staring each of them for a brief moment before dropping her head and pondering the ground beneath her feet feeling rather embarrassed, even to the point of ashamed. It was as if they thought she was judging them and that they were judging here, even Jenny seemed a bit frazzled even with her cool act about everything. From their point of view it must of seemed like two sides were made, the girls whom were naked and "enjoying" one another's company and the other side who didn't appreciate it. As far as Charlotte was concerned however, it was simply a matter of feeling that she had practically ruined the party just with her appearance at Jasmine's place.<br><br>She never wanted to be the bring down, slowly she moved away from Jenny, placing her purse and the bottle she held down upon a table and&nbsp; returning to where they all stood. Except she hadn't stood by anyone, parting herself from the rest of the girls. But she hadn't remained sad or depressive about it, quite the opposite in fact, she smiled warmly and did her best to calm down the present situation with a good attitude, however it ended up relying on how Jazz continued and what they'd be asked... or even told to do next.<br>It was funny to her actually how they all acted so strangely, when Charlotte arrive, the angle towards the pool from where she stood and introduced herself had been quite awful. She could see everyone of course, but not quite what they'd been doing, as if she had, Jazz could probably expect a much bigger freak out from Charlotte. Instead everyone was a bit lost as to why Jazz had been the one freaking out....
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>01-03-2014, 12:16:54</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>Why was I being so unreasonable... well it was a couple of things a big factor in this was I had been planning to come out the closet at my birthday, the other was I felt like my declaration be overshadowed if all the girls were just screwing around. The final one was just shock, I just was unable to think of reliable explanation ofr what had happened... Charlotte and Jenny both knew I easily got agiatated, it was complicated in all honesty and well I did prefer avoiding groups, I had only agreed to this as I had got the permission to have the party at Haven... even that now seemed a shallow victory... <br><br>With a sigh I returned to reality and turned to Sari smiling awkwardly,<strong> "Sorry, Jenny had something she wanted to talk about, I had to go."</strong> taking the gift I carefully unwrapped it. Really, seems strange even impossible but I did not hate jewellry, I actually wore some occasionally. The gift was a Tiffany's necklace, I could have easily asked for one, but this girl hardly knew me, yet felt she had to get me something as expensive. I wept happily silently, before turning her and hugging her close, "Thank you, thank you so much." breaking the embrace I blushed, <strong>"You don't even know me that well but it's exqusite this piece."</strong> tentatively I opened the box and fastened it over my neck. Now my besom though now as ample as the other girl had a shining guiding light.<br><br>I sat myself down appearing a tad more relax, should I say anything or was it just old news and no one really cared? I wanted to say I really did, but then again was not sure entirely what the reaction would be... Nervously I made sure my dress hid my assets well, I probably looked completely opposite of relaxed, my eyes darting although necklace did help.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ElvenKitten</strong> on <strong>01-03-2014, 13:28:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/8502_original_zpsa77d8d8a.jpg)</div>Emily pulled herself out of the pool pulling a towel around her now feeling a little self conscious. She had a feeling her gift would go down well at hopefully Jazz would forget what happened in the pool. Ellen got an oversized T-shirt and pair of shorts out her bag and hurriedly pul them on before retrieving a small neatly wrapped box containing a kindle ereader. <br><br>She found the den and handed Jazz the gift with a smile and positioned herself near Evie wanting to be close to her friend after what went on in the Pool mere minutes before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pianoman17</strong> on <strong>01-03-2014, 14:34:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div>Evie was sad to have left the pool and her moment with Emily and Dominique, but she hoped there would be other opportunities for fun later on. She noticed Charlotte didn't reply to her greeting, but was still smiling warmly - Evie wanted to make the new arrival feel welcome, and not left out, so she stood by Charlotte and smiled at her contentedly. She liked to keep everything civil, and didn't want there to be any issues between the girls here. It was supposed to be a fun party, after all.<br><br>When Jenny asked her how the swim was, she smiled. "Oh, it was really nice. The water is a beautiful temperature, it was perfect," she replied. She wasn't going to talk openly about what had happened in the pool, because she doubted Jenny or the others wanted to hear that anyway. Part of her hoped that they would all be able to be more comfortable and less uptight about things as the night went on, but she didn't want to force things onto any of them.<br><br>When Emily came in and handed Jazz her gift, Evie smiled as her best friend came over and sat next to her. Evie still held on to her own gift for Jazz, waiting for the chance to give it to her. She was pleased that Jazz had liked the first gift, and hoped she would like the gift that Evie had brought, which was a high quality digital camera. Sure, people could take photos with their phones, but this actually took better quality photos. It was still wrapped, though, of course, and she thought she would give it to Jazz once she was finished with Emily's present. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esmeralgirl</strong> on <strong>01-03-2014, 19:04:50</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)<div class="floatright"><br><br>&nbsp;<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197710.msg9659445#msg9659445">Quote from: someinheritthewealth on 01-03-2014, 12:16:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>Why was I being so unreasonable... well it was a couple of things a big factor in this was I had been planning to come out the closet at my birthday, the other was I felt like my declaration be overshadowed if all the girls were just screwing around. The final one was just shock, I just was unable to think of reliable explanation ofr what had happened... Charlotte and Jenny both knew I easily got agiatated, it was complicated in all honesty and well I did prefer avoiding groups, I had only agreed to this as I had got the permission to have the party at Haven... even that now seemed a shallow victory... <br><br>With a sigh I returned to reality and turned to Sari smiling awkwardly,<strong> "Sorry, Jenny had something she wanted to talk about, I had to go."</strong> taking the gift I carefully unwrapped it. Really, seems strange even impossible but I did not hate jewellry, I actually wore some occasionally. The gift was a Tiffany's necklace, I could have easily asked for one, but this girl hardly knew me, yet felt she had to get me something as expensive. I wept happily silently, before turning her and hugging her close, "Thank you, thank you so much." breaking the embrace I blushed, <strong>"You don't even know me that well but it's exqusite this piece."</strong> tentatively I opened the box and fastened it over my neck. Now my besom though now as ample as the other girl had a shining guiding light.<br><br>I sat myself down appearing a tad more relax, should I say anything or was it just old news and no one really cared? I wanted to say I really did, but then again was not sure entirely what the reaction would be... Nervously I made sure my dress hid my assets well, I probably looked completely opposite of relaxed, my eyes darting although necklace did help.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Trix smiles as Jazz approves of her gift and if it wasn't surprising enough, she hugged.her. She for the first time felt really in among friends, since the day they had moved here. It was hard to make friends, especially in a new big city like this. "No, actually I should be thanking you, you're the one who invited me, even when you don't know me at all." she assured her with a smile, her eyes falling on the cleavage for a moment but than she tore her eyes away and free the birthday girl, so that she can take gifts from others.<br><br><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197710.msg9658929#msg9658929">Quote from: Frozen Star on 01-03-2014, 06:56:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte<br><br><strong>Surname:</strong> Forest<br><br><strong>DOB and Age:</strong> June 7th, 18 Years of Age<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> H-5'2", W-90lbs, Hair-Dirty Golden Blonde, Eyes-Hazel, No Tattoos or Marks, Wears-Necklace (The Cross)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)]</div></div><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Charlotte for the most part is easy going, though can sometimes be a bit bossy anxious about her schooling. She tends to care for her friends more than she should, going to lengths to help them through rough patches. She's open hearted and open minded when it comes to most things and tries to find the enjoyment in anything she does. Though when it comes to sitting around small talking about boys and relationships, she tends to get a little nervous and tongue tied. However she isn't all smiles and make up, she has her downs just like anyone else<br><br><strong>Sexual Orientation: </strong> Heterosexual - Charlotte hasn't had many experiences with her sexuality, having a rather strict upbringing when it came to her grades and the summer jobs she "elected" to do on school break.<br><br><strong>Backstory:</strong><br><br>Through her life, Charlotte had been consistently pressed to do good in school. Spending her childhood in an all girls Catholic school, where she often had trouble discerning who was harder on her, her parents or the teachers. Other troubles she had involved making friends, keeping up with her school work, and of course, obeying the rules. Aside from these problems as a child, she group as "normally" as one could. Growing into a young teen, she branched out on her own, outside the confides of her home and her parents firm grip on what she referred to as a leash. However by that age her parents hadn't need of worrying for her around boys, even though occasionally they did worry about her personal life.<br><br>Charlotte had what many considered "girlish" tastes, fashion, style, make up, shoes, not unlike Jasmine or Jazz as Charlotte had nick named her. The two had met one day at a joint-school carnival, with Jasmine being more Tomboyish and Charlotte being quite feminine, but even with the obvious opposites they had the two got along well. Though on many occasions the two didn't seem to mesh, with such moments as Jazz introducing her to video games and Charlotte introducing Jazz to cosmetics. Suffice to say Jazz had better luck had better luck getting Charlotte to play video games, but Charlotte herself hasn't given up on giving her friend a make over.<br>They got along famously whenever they had a chance to hang out together, but with her study load and summer jobs, she nearly never found enough time to do so. They often caught up over the MMO's whenever they could. <br></div></div><br><div class="floatright">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)</div><br><br>Charlotte already felt as if she were the odd one out, every other girl say for a small few including herself were in towels and dripping. Aside from that obvious difference and of course being late, she felt that the others didn't take too kindly to her "intrusion", as if everyone had been having a fun time until she upset the status quo. With doing that, seemingly sparking some form of site or anger from the birthday girl had everyone coming from the pool and giving her presents, yes indeed she had valid reason to shunned, at least fro their points of view. She let out a soft sigh, not even audible as not to appear rude when her had was refused, of course Jenny had her hands full by the looks of it and didn't want to stir even more trouble over semantics.<br><br>Charlotte now turned when Jenny had and asked how their swim went, she of course simply faced them, staring each of them for a brief moment before dropping her head and pondering the ground beneath her feet feeling rather embarrassed, even to the point of ashamed. It was as if they thought she was judging them and that they were judging here, even Jenny seemed a bit frazzled even with her cool act about everything. From their point of view it must of seemed like two sides were made, the girls whom were naked and "enjoying" one another's company and the other side who didn't appreciate it. As far as Charlotte was concerned however, it was simply a matter of feeling that she had practically ruined the party just with her appearance at Jasmine's place.<br><br>She never wanted to be the bring down, slowly she moved away from Jenny, placing her purse and the bottle she held down upon a table and&nbsp; returning to where they all stood. Except she hadn't stood by anyone, parting herself from the rest of the girls. But she hadn't remained sad or depressive about it, quite the opposite in fact, she smiled warmly and did her best to calm down the present situation with a good attitude, however it ended up relying on how Jazz continued and what they'd be asked... or even told to do next.<br>It was funny to her actually how they all acted so strangely, when Charlotte arrive, the angle towards the pool from where she stood and introduced herself had been quite awful. She could see everyone of course, but not quite what they'd been doing, as if she had, Jazz could probably expect a much bigger freak out from Charlotte. Instead everyone was a bit lost as to why Jazz had been the one freaking out....<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>Since everyone was busy around jazz, she looks at Charlotte, who was standing a little faraway from everyone, lost in her own thoughts. Yet she still can see her sad eyes, or somewhat worried eyes, which was telling her that she was pretty much blaming herself for the little intrusion. She walked over to her, and draped her one arm over get shoulder casually, smiling at her, "Hey.." she chirps, looking at her with her wide eyes. "I know what's going on in your little head, but don't blame yourself, you're also invited just like us, and everyone is cool with that. Actually you did right, because we were without our host and now your presence is what brought her to us." she assured her, squeezing her shoulder in a friendly manner.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>01-03-2014, 23:28:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>I had noticed her eyes on my chest which caused a momentary blush but deciding to ignore it I bit my lip and recieved two presents from Evie and Emily, at first I took a drink of what was on the table due to nerves, not realizing it had been wine, I coughed trying act like it had been nothing, although blushing even more. In attempt to place the glass down it fell out of my hand and over my bust, the liquid exposing my bra as it soaked through. Blushing even worse I grabbed a cushion and dabbed at my chest... Now psotively beetroot.<br><br>I was completely agitated at this point, the presents still both on the table. It was even worse as I saw how these girls acted earlier, the worry was evident in my eyes as I tried to hide my bra revealed by the wet patch. <br><br>This was hell, I tried to say words but instead what came out was strangled sounds akin to someone experiencing terror. I was blushing so hard and struggling to keep myself calm, but anyone could see that I was having a mini-panic attack. <br><br>If anyone reached out, I fled out the room breathing harshly as I head straight to the kitchen.<br><br>Anyone who followed would see me tearing off my dress violently and breaking down into tears, my sniffling could be heard, they were probably joking how I sounded or acted or even how predictable I was... My name in High School, Scaredy Jassy... because I was always extremely stressed and scared... it was apt, I tried, but I never could get over my nerves... everything was just going abysmal...
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pianoman17</strong> on <strong>01-03-2014, 23:39:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div>Evie watched seemingly in slow motion as Jazz went to put down the glass of wine but spilt it over her chest, and then fled the room looking very upset. Evie quickly stood up and went after her, still in only a towel, but soon found Jazz in the kitchen having pulled off her dress and sitting there in just her underwear. She was crying, too. Evie came up to Jazz and put a hand gently on her shoulder, wanting to hug her but not wanting to freak the girl out more. "Jazz, honey, what's wrong? It's just a spill, it's not the end of the world..." she said comfortingly. She did feel like Jazz could be a little over-reactive to things sometimes, but even with that opinion, she hated to see people upset, and would try to help Jazz feel better. "Come on, why don't you get changed into something else and come back in? We all want you to have a good time, it's your birthday after all."
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>01-03-2014, 23:56:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>I shivered at the touch expecting Jenny, but it was actually Evie, unsure how to respond I listened softly staring before I said, <strong>"I only agreed to this party being as big as it was because I could use Haven, I love this place..."</strong> more sniffling as I continued,<strong> "I came in to see you guys doing stuff... it made my own announcement not feel as powerful..."</strong> another sigh... <strong>"It does not matter really anymore, but I had intended to come out the closet tonight..."</strong> I was dressed in red panties with black bra, although due to all the stuff that happened I had forgotten my panties were a little moist so now if Evie looked down she would see this, nonetheless I sighed, <strong>"I...I... don't know what to do..."</strong> is all I could say sighing my eyes still wet,<strong> "I never been relaxed ever... not ever... you thought I was joking about the nickname, but it's true I was... I am so uptight and stressed."</strong><br><br>Letting out long miserable sigh my chest rising with my breast I tried to think,<strong> "You are all so beautiful... look at me... I am the ugly lesbian... the other girls here so gorgeous, me I am a tomboy who is crying in bra and panties... I just wanted to have a good night... I wanted everyone to applaud my bravery... but really that is not likely... everyone here seems to be lesbian... go figure..."</strong><br><br>If Evi had been checking me out at all, I had no idea although if she had, she would find this awkward as hell as I embraced her close my face on her shoulder as I wept, <strong>"Thank you, thank you for actually checking up on me..."</strong> with that I broke the embrace...
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ElvenKitten</strong> on <strong>04-03-2014, 10:57:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/8502_original_zpsa77d8d8a.jpg)</div><br>Emily followed Evie wanting to make sure Jazz was all right. She knew Evie was better at this than she was, knida had a fair bit of practice from when Emily had her own panic attacks. Emily really empathised with Jazz and scowled a little when she started to say she was ugly.&nbsp; "You are not ugly!" Emily kissed Jazz on the cheek. <br><br>She hugged both Evie and Jazz trying to be at least a bit comforting to Jazz. "Come on, tonight is about fun"&nbsp; She hugged Jazz as soon as Evie broke the hug "lets get this party moving, you still haven't unwrapped all your presents" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vercile</strong> on <strong>04-03-2014, 12:30:45</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte<br><br><strong>Surname:</strong> Forest<br><br><strong>DOB and Age:</strong> June 7th, 18 Years of Age<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> H-5'2", W-90lbs, Hair-Dirty Golden Blonde, Eyes-Hazel, No Tattoos or Marks, Wears-Necklace (The Cross)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)]</div></div><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Charlotte for the most part is easy going, though can sometimes be a bit bossy anxious about her schooling. She tends to care for her friends more than she should, going to lengths to help them through rough patches. She's open hearted and open minded when it comes to most things and tries to find the enjoyment in anything she does. Though when it comes to sitting around small talking about boys and relationships, she tends to get a little nervous and tongue tied. However she isn't all smiles and make up, she has her downs just like anyone else<br><br><strong>Sexual Orientation: </strong> Heterosexual - Charlotte hasn't had many experiences with her sexuality, having a rather strict upbringing when it came to her grades and the summer jobs she "elected" to do on school break.<br><br><strong>Backstory:</strong><br><br>Through her life, Charlotte had been consistently pressed to do good in school. Spending her childhood in an all girls Catholic school, where she often had trouble discerning who was harder on her, her parents or the teachers. Other troubles she had involved making friends, keeping up with her school work, and of course, obeying the rules. Aside from these problems as a child, she group as "normally" as one could. Growing into a young teen, she branched out on her own, outside the confides of her home and her parents firm grip on what she referred to as a leash. However by that age her parents hadn't need of worrying for her around boys, even though occasionally they did worry about her personal life.<br><br>Charlotte had what many considered "girlish" tastes, fashion, style, make up, shoes, not unlike Jasmine or Jazz as Charlotte had nick named her. The two had met one day at a joint-school carnival, with Jasmine being more Tomboyish and Charlotte being quite feminine, but even with the obvious opposites they had the two got along well. Though on many occasions the two didn't seem to mesh, with such moments as Jazz introducing her to video games and Charlotte introducing Jazz to cosmetics. Suffice to say Jazz had better luck had better luck getting Charlotte to play video games, but Charlotte herself hasn't given up on giving her friend a make over.<br>They got along famously whenever they had a chance to hang out together, but with her study load and summer jobs, she nearly never found enough time to do so. They often caught up over the MMO's whenever they could. <br></div></div><br><div class="floatright">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)</div><br>Firstly a Charlotte stood on the sidelines, or what could have been considered the side line, she peered upon Jazz accepting her gift and with that a calm swept over her. Perhaps it was finally seeing Jazz returning to a more positive state of mind, or even perhaps the girls' attention was off her, at least for the moment. Perhaps both, filling the senses of friendship and selfishness all in one, as the truth had it, they all had been teenage girls and social gatherings were often as cut throat at times as they were sociably pleasant.<br>It wasn't until one of the girls stood beside her, not in an attempt to favour a side, but in an attempt to gather everyone as one and to enjoy the party, the tense mood settling down as quickly as it was raised. <br><br>She hadn't meant to ignore Evie previously, her own mind was going a mile a minute at the time and the small guilt trip she had had her brain frying for a momentary lapse or two. It was a bit hard to keep up with everyone actually, at least until Jazz took solice in her friends and their gifts did Charlotte truly settle down and let the world spin normally. With that said and done she kindly swapped pleasantries with Evie, whom had a kind and welcoming smile Charlotte&nbsp; appreciated right off the bat. After which her attention scrolled back to the Birthday girl, who seemed to inch closer and closer to a more relaxed state not only of mind but in body. She'd known Jazz long enough to know when she was "jazzed" up se'd like to call it, which basically meant how stressed she appeared, or on certain occasions, excited or eccentric. Still,Charlotte probably wasn't helping by being a by-stander and staring upon Jazz with various worries and concerns, as this had truly been something she had never done before. even it was intended to be fun and fun indeed, new things like this could stress ones mind, Charlotte would have to hope they'd get some games or something going to truly ease tension. Though little to Charlotte's knowledge, the girls seemed to have a pretty good idea on how to do so.<br><br>Charlotte's train of thought had ended, which wasn't at all a bad thing as she did tend to over think every little thing, which in many situations made her a bit of a party-pooper. Though it hadn't been entirely her fault, her parents raised her a stout catholic, unfortunately they didn't see their daughter growing a brain and questioning every little thing. In a sense it made Charlotte, the ever "little miss, goody-two-shoes" quite fallible. But what had stopped her and caused her to gasp was an arm reaching around her shoulder and gripping softly yet firmly. Another girl took to her, Charlotte's hands gently sat on her waist folding over one another, listening to Trix. It was almost as if she was flirting with her, though it was more obvious she was being over friendly. Her mind wanted to kick back into gear and consider the two had a small staring thing going earlier and were probably silently judging one another... in each other's minds at least.<br><br>"Y-yeah...."<br><br>She replied, a little nervous but smiling warmly as she set eyes upon Jazz again. Of course the smile along with the cooled scene was short lived, Jazz spilling the dark contents of her glass over herself. It had been in no way a big deal, maybe Jasmine had simply been on edge still, maybe she even though Charlotte truly caught what was going on and was expecting her to jump to the moral high ground and tell everyone off.... which she occasionally did, another of Charlotte's "imperfections". Alas with the done, the other girls rushed to go help Jazz, where Charlotte stood beside Trix whom still had her arm around her shoulder. Charlotte had no intention of bumping her off, instead she turned her head and spoke softly.<br><br>"Maybe we should go help check up on Jazz, she could use all the support she can get. Maybe we can suggest playing a game or something...."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>04-03-2014, 21:21:04</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>There touches and and embraces it was confounding, it made me feel... feel rebellious and anyone who saw my face would see an almost devilish grin appear on their face. Two people knew my naughty side, Charlotte only just because since there were no boys to hang around we had played Doctor when younger, of course we never understood it... sort of... though more physically mature I was more mentally mature and had learned things quickly, but this would really test everyone, I could still come out and provide shock. With that I followed the girls into the room still in my panties and bra appearing completely by all appearances oblivious but in actual fact I was now playing to an audience too scared to laugh, it was rather sadistic but neither Jenny nor Charlotte would be surprised, I was in no way but you did not live the rich life without learning their games, all the social gathering and cues the gossiping it was infectious and whereas dear Charlotte had embraced it, I had not and instead only learned it and learned good.<br><br>Sitting back down like I had been before, I smiled,<strong> "I will put a dress on after the presents unwrapped."</strong> I then said rather cheekily, <strong>"Not like I have not seen you all naked."</strong> bam, the dice were thrown, let's keep playing, <strong>"You know I had a fantastic idea for my party and well I had worried it would no longer be as memorable as I desired."</strong> at this point Jenny and Charlotte were probably staring at me knowing exactly what was going on. Jasmine McClaren was not a McClaren just by birth but also by characteristic way she could control a room. I was no Dom not even close but I certainly could play the game. Opening my legs suggestively I continued as if I was speaking casually,<strong> "After all we are all friends here right."</strong> I wondered how confused they were, I had already began to realize many of these girls were either sexually confused or just plain advantageous. <br><br>Carefully I lift the big box which was from Evie smirking I casually stretched before ripping open the material I was Lumix Digital Camera. The plot thickens, with a smile I gave Evie a friendly kiss, but even that kiss seemed different. See the only people who knew this side of me knew that it was the alter-ego to my tomboy, my Mum was very like dear Dominique sophisicated and sexually alluring, I may not have the look but I had the charisma. You would not believe it from seeing me, but then again, Charlotte suggest at times it was my Jekyll and Hyde deal, of course dear Charlotte lied a lot too, like when I say she had seen this side certain things had occurred, nothing explicit but hardly PG either.<br><br>It was this why I was put into the Reform school because my parents were hoping this side of me could be controlled.<br><br>I watched each person moving away from Evie finally, who knows maybe it was the alcohol which had done it, or maybe it was side effect of my stress whatever the case I was sat down legs alluringly opened with camera in my hands, my panties crimson, more boyshorts and bra silky white surprisingly.<br><br>Happy birthday indeed Jazz, maybe I was more like my parents than I thought and what better place to prove it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pianoman17</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 15:02:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div>Evie didn't really know what was going on with Jazz, at least until she admitted that she had planned on coming out of the closet that night. That was kind of a big announcement to make, and would take a lot of courage to do. Evie wasn't willing to do that herself, even despite what had happened out in the pool. "Hey, it's okay. We were just having fun, you know? I still don't really understand what was going on, I didn't expect it, but just rolled with it," she said comfortingly. "You can do the same, if you had the courage to make that announcement, you definitely have the courage to have some fun tonight too," she suggested. She was happy to hug Jazz, but she was also quick to point out that she wasn't ugly. "And you're so not ugly. You shouldn't say that about yourself, you're beautiful too," she assured Jazz seriously. She was still only in a towel herself, but she was happy enough in the hug, but the mood wasn't right for anything else to happen. Plus at the moment she was still thinking of Emily in that way, and not quite in the frivolous mood she had been in in the pool.<br><br>What was strange was the sudden change that seemed to come over Jazz, though. It was like she suddenly became a completely different person. Evie and Emily went with her back into the den, and Jazz seemed much more confident than she had before, which was kind of bizarre from Evie's perspective. Just moments before she had run off in tears and now she was acting confident and secure. It was quite strange, and Evie wondered if she was okay. Still, she seemed more relaxed and wanting the group to have some more fun, and Evie was on board with that. Jazz kissed her after receiving the present, and again she seemed much more assured. "So what should we do now?" Evie asked the other girls. She didn't know who would have the idea for what to do next, but hoped it was on the more fun side... she hoped to continue some of what went on in the pool. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>05-03-2014, 15:16:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div>When Jazz fled, Jenny didn't rush after her.&nbsp; She could see her friend was an emotional wreck, but so long as there was one other person to help her, Jenny was <em>very </em>relieved to be able to step back, literally as well as metaphorically.&nbsp; She didn't exactly flee, and Jenny was able to hear Jasmine's heartfelt confession.&nbsp; Jenny had a gift wrapped up in her bag, but she didn't go fetch it.&nbsp; It just wasn't right, right now. <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Girls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</td><td>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</td><td>(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</td><td>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/thumbs/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</td><td>(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jazz</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Evie</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jenny</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Emily</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trix</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Sari</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Dominique</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Charlotte</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vercile</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 09:13:45</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte<br><br><strong>Surname:</strong> Forest<br><br><strong>DOB and Age:</strong> June 7th, 18 Years of Age<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> H-5'2", W-90lbs, Hair-Dirty Golden Blonde, Eyes-Hazel, No Tattoos or Marks, Wears-Necklace (The Cross)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)]</div></div><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Charlotte for the most part is easy going, though can sometimes be a bit bossy anxious about her schooling. She tends to care for her friends more than she should, going to lengths to help them through rough patches. She's open hearted and open minded when it comes to most things and tries to find the enjoyment in anything she does. Though when it comes to sitting around small talking about boys and relationships, she tends to get a little nervous and tongue tied. However she isn't all smiles and make up, she has her downs just like anyone else<br><br><strong>Sexual Orientation: </strong> Heterosexual - Charlotte hasn't had many experiences with her sexuality, having a rather strict upbringing when it came to her grades and the summer jobs she "elected" to do on school break.<br><br><strong>Backstory:</strong><br><br>Through her life, Charlotte had been consistently pressed to do good in school. Spending her childhood in an all girls Catholic school, where she often had trouble discerning who was harder on her, her parents or the teachers. Other troubles she had involved making friends, keeping up with her school work, and of course, obeying the rules. Aside from these problems as a child, she group as "normally" as one could. Growing into a young teen, she branched out on her own, outside the confides of her home and her parents firm grip on what she referred to as a leash. However by that age her parents hadn't need of worrying for her around boys, even though occasionally they did worry about her personal life.<br><br>Charlotte had what many considered "girlish" tastes, fashion, style, make up, shoes, not unlike Jasmine or Jazz as Charlotte had nick named her. The two had met one day at a joint-school carnival, with Jasmine being more Tomboyish and Charlotte being quite feminine, but even with the obvious opposites they had the two got along well. Though on many occasions the two didn't seem to mesh, with such moments as Jazz introducing her to video games and Charlotte introducing Jazz to cosmetics. Suffice to say Jazz had better luck had better luck getting Charlotte to play video games, but Charlotte herself hasn't given up on giving her friend a make over.<br>They got along famously whenever they had a chance to hang out together, but with her study load and summer jobs, she nearly never found enough time to do so. They often caught up over the MMO's whenever they could. <br></div></div><br><div class="floatright">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)</div><br><br>Charlotte had been ready to lead off in search of Jazz, with Trix's arm comfortably sitting around her shoulder. Her motives were halted before she could engage any movement when she noticed jazz come back out with a few of the other girls, Evie and Jenny. Jazz taking a seat back she had that look in her eye, it was a look she'd seen on Jasmine before when she was about to lay down the law or plant her foot down, something in regards to saying something important. But as Jasmine spoke, Charlotte listened and read between the lines, parting her legs and stating "After all we are all friends here right." Which had been more of a statement than a question and it all had Charlotte's blood heating and heart pumping in wrecked nerves. It was if when Jasmine's and her own eyes connected, Jasmine saw right through her, as if to say "I don't care about the rules, this is my party and...we're all friends here."<br><br>Charlotte slowly moved away from Trix, very politely and giving her a very appreciative smile of her friendly efforts. Thankfully if there had been much attention on Charlotte it was taken to Evie when she asked what they should all do now. There were a few girls not present, perhaps missing the call to come inside and playing around in the pool? God only knew as Charlotte considered what they might have been doing outside, or what Jazz and her friends considered doing and with a brand new camera in her hands with her legs spread and that look on her face. In the end, Charlotte simply let out a long drawn out yet silent sigh, attempting to relax herself and get better settled in to the situation. With that done her heels stepped across the den and stood by Evie, whom she'd come to appreciate as well. Not only that, but she felt something was a little.... off about Jenny. Now standing beside Evie she stared upon Jasmine and with a gaze she supported Evie's query.<br><br>"Yes... What would you like to do now? More presents? Back in the pool?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>someinheritthewealth</strong> on <strong>13-03-2014, 22:42:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>When presented with the question I appeared to consider the point very carefully, still with my legs open staring at the perplexed and uncertain stares. It was rather delightful in a sardonic sense to see them and know I had given them a move none could predict. For a time just watched and absorbed the shock they all radiated until one of the audience members spoke, Evie I believe it was, echoed then a few seconds later by Charlotte who appeared to know what was going on in my mind, <strong>"More presents, then let's play Truth and Dare since we are all so 'friendly' with each other, how does that sound?"</strong> smirking I picked up the next present.<br><br>Quickly it was revealed to be a E-Reader grinning I walked over, embraced and gave another kiss on the lips to the person who gave it, the peck though gentle, something was off about it all. Going back to the couch I sat back down in my alluring fashion and said in soft commanding almost lustful tone, <strong>"Well girls let's see the others gifts, after all..."</strong> pausing I chose never to finish the sentence instead opting for waiting to see how things would turn. Sitting back I await my next present to hand over legs wide open, a rather salicious grin planted on my lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esmeralgirl</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 04:47:26</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)<div class="floatright"><br><br>Trix looks at Charlotte a little weirdly because the body language of her was clearly showing that she is nervous but why ? She doesn't have any idea, so when she suggested that they should go on and check on Jazz, she happily obliged.<br><br><br>They were about to turn when jazz saunters into the room only in her undergarments with Emily and Evie on her heels. She smiled, since she was now being open with them. It was a little not so Jazz like but Trix don't mind. <br><br><br>As the minutes progressed, Trix own smile was increasing, since Jazz was dropping all her inhibitions, like going and kissing Emily on lips to the way she sat with her legs parted wide. Grinning she got her bag, sat down opposite of jazz, "I have a gift guys, but it's for everyone." Locking eyes with her she pulls out the bottles of tequila, putting it between them to see if Jazz will go for them. If she does approve than she will show the bags of weed and the bottle of ecstasy plus few crystals of Meth, which she had hidden from everyone.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vercile</strong> on <strong>22-03-2014, 16:31:24</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte<br><br><strong>Surname:</strong> Forest<br><br><strong>DOB and Age:</strong> June 7th, 18 Years of Age<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> H-5'2", W-90lbs, Hair-Dirty Golden Blonde, Eyes-Hazel, No Tattoos or Marks, Wears-Necklace (The Cross)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)]</div></div><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Charlotte for the most part is easy going, though can sometimes be a bit bossy anxious about her schooling. She tends to care for her friends more than she should, going to lengths to help them through rough patches. She's open hearted and open minded when it comes to most things and tries to find the enjoyment in anything she does. Though when it comes to sitting around small talking about boys and relationships, she tends to get a little nervous and tongue tied. However she isn't all smiles and make up, she has her downs just like anyone else<br><br><strong>Sexual Orientation: </strong> Heterosexual - Charlotte hasn't had many experiences with her sexuality, having a rather strict upbringing when it came to her grades and the summer jobs she "elected" to do on school break.<br><br><strong>Backstory:</strong><br><br>Through her life, Charlotte had been consistently pressed to do good in school. Spending her childhood in an all girls Catholic school, where she often had trouble discerning who was harder on her, her parents or the teachers. Other troubles she had involved making friends, keeping up with her school work, and of course, obeying the rules. Aside from these problems as a child, she group as "normally" as one could. Growing into a young teen, she branched out on her own, outside the confides of her home and her parents firm grip on what she referred to as a leash. However by that age her parents hadn't need of worrying for her around boys, even though occasionally they did worry about her personal life.<br><br>Charlotte had what many considered "girlish" tastes, fashion, style, make up, shoes, not unlike Jasmine or Jazz as Charlotte had nick named her. The two had met one day at a joint-school carnival, with Jasmine being more Tomboyish and Charlotte being quite feminine, but even with the obvious opposites they had the two got along well. Though on many occasions the two didn't seem to mesh, with such moments as Jazz introducing her to video games and Charlotte introducing Jazz to cosmetics. Suffice to say Jazz had better luck had better luck getting Charlotte to play video games, but Charlotte herself hasn't given up on giving her friend a make over.<br>They got along famously whenever they had a chance to hang out together, but with her study load and summer jobs, she nearly never found enough time to do so. They often caught up over the MMO's whenever they could. <br></div></div><br><div class="floatright">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)</div><br>Trix seemed pretty relaxed about it all, which she found to be as positive in her own mind as it was negative. Still she didn't want to rock the boat as it were and followed along for the time being. It wasn't as if they were all naked and fooling around on Jazz's bed, though with Jazz's gung-ho attitude she was beginning to feel it was headed in a similar direction. Charlotte was going to offer her present next, something which was simple small and Jazz would appreciate, of course Trix jumped on it before she could. Perhaps she was a little too nervous, held back by her own quivering knees as she prayed it wasn't noticible and if it had been, that no one was watching. Of course it was obviously too much to ask, Jazz had stared at her here and there, staring right through her, and each time she did it reminded Charlotte that Jazz had control, in her own "innocent" way.<br><br>Of course when Trix presented the bottles of tequila, whatever rules they had went out the window. Window? Who was she kidding, they were royally Bouncer tossed out the door and in her mind, jazz was waiting for it. Whether she planned it or it was simply coincidence, Jazz appeared to be getting exactly what she wanted. It was her birthday, she was getting presents from all her friends and doing whatever she wished in her own place with everyone else following suit. But it hadn't been out of "Follow the birthday girl", no, everyone was actually looking forward to it. Which spring to mind what she thoguht she saw when she first arrived with the girls in the pool.<br><br>"I uh, I'll give you mine next. I just need to freshen up first before we play Truth or Dare...."<br><br>She needed an exit and "freshening up" was her go-to excuse. though a tad lame or cliche, it was often true for Charlotte as she was a little stuck up about her own appearance. So wandering off, she parted ways towards the bathroom. opening and closing the door behind her, heels clicking against the hard tile surface as she ran the water from the tap before staring into the mirror as if questioning herself and the world around her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: No Parental Supervision IC (All Girls)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>28-03-2014, 16:08:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div>"I already gave her my present," Jenny volunteered as soon as someone so much as looked at the shy girl.&nbsp; She stayed where she could keep a close eye on Jazz, but she kept plenty of space between them too.&nbsp; <br><br>Jenny moved a lamp and a coffee table, making more space on the floor in front of the couch.&nbsp; Jenny even tossed some of the spare cushions on the floor for people to sit on.<br><br>Jenny didn't know booze, but she was pretty sure whatever Trix pulled out was the real deal, and not some soft girly drink.&nbsp; Most of the girls were smallish or at least thin, and if that was all that was involved Jenny assumed they wouldn't be able to throw much back before getting smashed.&nbsp; <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Girls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</td><td>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</td><td>(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</td><td>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.imagepost.com/pictures/2009/7/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire/thumbs/sexy-redhead-from-digital-desire-010.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.drsnysvet.cz/wp-content/gallery/sexymix590-ja/16.jpg)</td><td>(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jazz</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Evie</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Jenny</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Emily</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trix</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Sari</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Dominique</span></td><td><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Charlotte</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br><br>
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