Bayview Bed & Breakfast - Bedroom #4
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				Title: <strong>Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>08-01-2014, 11:08:36</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>08-01-2014, 11:37:11</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: arial black;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Weekend June 13th to June 15th</span></span></div><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>greenknight</strong> on <strong>08-01-2014, 18:07:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Karl_Urban_as_Jack_Williams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jack Williams<br><strong>Who:</strong>Vicky, Elizabeth, open<br><strong>When:</strong>3 pm, Friday<br><strong>Where:</strong>Miami office and on to the club<br><hr>Jack looks at his desk clock. 'Dammit,' he thinks, knowing he's not going to get on the road before rush hour. 'Maybe I should just recommend the club if they get back together, again,' he thinks as he works on the report for the banal infidelity case. 'Again....' and he laughs inside. But that was the job, this job, anyway, transcribing the surveillance footage that was essentially amateur pornography. Again. This wasn't the first time Mr. and/or Mrs. &lt;redacted&gt; had hired the agency to follow the other. It was just the first time they were both involved with the same young man.<br><br>45 minutes later, he's done. 'Screw you, too, that's a full hour,' he thinks as he logs another $1000 for the firm. '"I'm out, Barb," he says to his team lead. After closing her door, he adds, "But we get 'Mrs. Rich' next time. If I've got to watch 13 hours of porn again, I may as well enjoy it."<br><br>"Oh, c'mon, you're not down for an overweight 50-something sucking a little trainer cock?" she teases back pantomiming the action with tongue literally in cheek. "Fly, fly, my little monkey. Go make the pretty happy," the older woman adds. "By the way, good work on the trainer. We expect the extortion sometime on Wednesday, after we bring in 'the Riches' on Tuesday. We get that one, too."<br><br>Grabbing his bags out of his locker, Jack takes the elevator down to the garage and lays the garment bag in the trunk of his Mustang and set the gym bag next to it. He buckles in and gets ready to face the 95 at 4pm. <br><br>----------------------------------<br>Two hours later, he's out of the city and 20 miles up the road. He calls ahead to the his mini-vacation spot. "Vicky, yeah, it's Jack. I'll be in late, I just got out of town. Yeah, about 4 hours or so. Can you let me lady know I'll be late? Thanks, you're the best."<br><br>-----------------------------------<br>About 10pm, Jack pulls through the gate of the Bayside Bed and Breakfast. He raises the top before he gets out and stretches from the time on the road. He takes off his pistol before going inside with his bags. <br><br>He stops by the bowl and picks up the last envelope....<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">ook</div><div class="spoiler_body">If anyone wants to jump in as a random passerby, office staff, etc, it's open.<br><br>Waiting for the follow-up to picking up the envelope. I don't know where Vicky and Elizabeth are at the moment. Hug and kiss for Vicky if she's there to greet Jack and something like that for Elizabeth, depending on where she is at 10pm.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>08-01-2014, 22:36:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jack Williams<br><strong>When:</strong> June 13th, early night<br><strong>Where:</strong> Bedroom<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;"> Liz was looking at the coming weekend with a mix of excitement and dread. There was something forbidden about the whole thing. To go somewhere remote and spend the weekend with an unknown stranger. She trusted Vicky though. They had known each other for a couple of years, having met at some cocktail party where the other woman had tried playing wallflower but was bothered by a drunk redneck. Liz had come to the rescue then, knowing how Vicky felt for she had been there more often than she cared to remembered. The coming weekend was her first time there. She didn’t want to be there on opening weekend, wanting to give it time to iron out the kinks – not in a literal way – before she jumped in and then last weekend, which was the second one, she had a wedding to attend. This weekend, with Vicky’s insistence, she agreed to come.<br><br>The dread came from the fact that she was afraid she might be paired off with someone she did not like, for whom she felt absolutely no desire. What if he was short, bald, fat and hairy? Or any combination of it? For a woman her height, finding a shorter man was fairly easy. She could deal with shorter, though she preferred taller. But… She liked to think that she wasn’t shallow, she could be <em>friends</em> with everyone, but she had grown quite picky over the years and being a lingerie model, the guys hanging around these crowds are usually not the ugliest kinds.<br><br>Liz had arrived around 7PM at the airport, having had all the time in the world to imagine the best, and the worst, possible scenario in her flight from New York City to Savannah where a rented car waited for her. Any of the cars in the parking could belong to her partner, she thought as she arrived. When she got inside, however, Vicky greeted her warmly and she momentarily forgot about food. Her luggage were quickly whisked away and she had a small portion of Carter’s shepherd pie, and a few bites of the wonderful desert before she went to her room.<br><br>The magnetic card opened the door to the room at the beginning of the corridor. The room, she knew, had no common wall that gave directly to another room. Sure, it had the unpleasant downside of sharing the room where the bath was with the occupants of room 3, so no fun in the shower unless they were sure not to bother the people next door, but they still had a lot of space to work with. Not that it was guaranteed that there would be sex during the weekend at all, Liz reminded herself. If she could help it, though, there would be. It had been a while for her, too busy with her professional life, and could use a bit of fun.<br><br>After a shower, where she made sure there were no more hair than necessary on her body, she headed to the bed and opened the envelope to get her partner’s profile. Age, perfect. Occupation, same. Ons and offs were fine and she snickered when she read his preference for personal hygiene. A good thing she had not shaved it all off. Offs, these were totally fine too. Vicky had done a good job. The more she read about the man, the more the dread faded. Vicky said he was handsome, if she liked the style. Meaning he wasn’t handsome to her but not ugly either. Vicky and Liz had never had the same taste for guys. She always wondered what her friend saw in Roman, because other than his money, Liz couldn’t see anything attractive in him.<br><br>By the time Jack would be at the front desk, Liz had taken a shower and put on a cut off jean and a form-fitting white shirt. She was sitting on the bed, reading a thriller and using Jack's profile as page marker.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>greenknight</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 00:41:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Karl_Urban_as_Jack_Williams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jack Williams<br><strong>Who:</strong>Vicky, Elizabeth, open<br><strong>When:</strong>10ish, Friday<br><strong>Where:</strong>Bayview lobby and Room 4<br><hr>After exchanging a warm hug and peck with his friend, Vicky, Jack checks out his "itinerary" for the weekend. A quick scan of the common room, the foyer allows for a view of most of the right-hand wing, like he intended when he did the initial security survey six months ago. 'Nope,' his trained eye doesn't catch her. 'Probably in the room,' he thinks, opening her profile for a quick introduction before meeting her. 'Liz, ex-model with her own firm, assertive, whispers and touching. Nice,' he concludes 32 steps later as he's putting the envelope away and placing the card in the door.<br><br>He walks through the door in a charcoal gray wool suit, a black silk shirt, with the coat open and no tie. He's got a black gym bag slung over his shoulder and he's carrying a black garment bag over the same. 'Very nice,' he amends seeing her on the bed in her t-shirt and shorts.&nbsp; a quick side step to the closet allows him to hang the garment bag and drop the other. He crosses the room and takes her hand when she sets her book aside and, "Elizabeth? Or may I call you Liz?" Waiting a moment for her response, he leans in, lowering his voice to a whisper, "And if I may, I'd like to before I," as his lips touch hers and he kisses her as deeply as she's ready to respond. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 08:28:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jack Williams<br><strong>When:</strong> June 13th, early night<br><strong>Where:</strong> Bedroom<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;">Elizabeth looked up when the door open. There was these few seconds where her stomach knotted and then she saw the man who entered the room. It was definitely not Carter or Victoria, so it had to be <em>him</em>. She understood why Vicky said what she said. His face had something fierce to it, but he seemed to be rather at ease and not at all fierce at the moment. She watched him as he took care of his things. Vicky had paired her well on the physical level, that was for sure. She wasn’t certain if he was taller than her, but if he wasn’t, he was probably the same height as she.<br><br>Liz cast aside the book, considering she was no longer alone and sat up. She slid one leg over the edge, her naked foot resting firmly onto the ground. “I prefer Liz actually.” It was a very simple statement. She had been known as Liz back in the days when she was a model, and she had always thought that Elizabeth sounded too formal to her taste. She looked up at him as he whispered and he caught her completely off guard by kissing her.<br><br>Liz didn’t immediately jump in. The surprise made her quite still. She knew the kiss would have come eventually, but after barely saying 10 words to her, it was a bit difficult for her to be really passionate. She kissed him back, putting no passion in it just yet. She knew little about him and she needed a little more before she’d give in. Liz gently put a hand to his cheek, which she meant to be a gentle hand to let him know that she wanted him to take a step back. “I missed you too.” She teased him. They had never met before and it was clear that he was eager.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>greenknight</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 09:44:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Karl_Urban_as_Jack_Williams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jack Williams<br><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth<br><strong>When:</strong>10ish, Friday<br><strong>Where:</strong>Room 4<br><hr>Liz barely touches him before he gets the message. 'Real smooth ::),' he thinks as he backs up, blushing. "Um, sorry. I figured it's like jumping out of a perfectly good plane. Do it the first time and it's not hanging over you forever. Ya know?"<br><br>"Sooo, I got done with my workout at 6 this morning and I just drove almost 400 miles with the top down," he says rubbing his short hair, "so if you'll excuse me, I'm going to use that as an excuse to hide for a minute or so," he adds backing up to the closet. He kicks off his shoes and hangs up his coat before getting his ditty bag and a t-shirt and shorts. <br><br>Seven steps he could have, <em>had</em> walked in the dark doing the fire safety assessment had jack locking the adjoining door. Simply closing the door to his and Liz's room, he quickly strips and gets under the refreshingly hot water. 'Yeah, real smooth,' he thinks with one hand against the wall and the other working out the stiffness in his neck under the water. Scrubbing quickly, he makes sure to get his hair and under the engraved black clasp on his wrist. He has the other door unlocked and enters the bedroom quickly, now wearing a pair of dark running shorts and t-shirt from a Linkin Park concert.<br><br>After hanging up his slacks and shirt, he approaches Liz. "So, can I try this again? Hi, I'm Jack, it's nice to meet you," he says extending his hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 10:53:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jack Williams<br><strong>When:</strong> June 13th, early night<br><strong>Where:</strong> Bedroom<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;">Was he actually blushing? ‘Oh my god, he is,’ Liz thought to herself. It made her smile. She wasn’t mocking him at all, it was just very cute. With a lop-sided smile, she just nodded her head at him to let him know that she understood he wanted to was the day’s grime off before they got personal. She remained quiet though, not wishing to embarrass him further. She liked that he was not the kind to leave clothes lying around. Liz really disliked living in a messy environment and the fact that he put everything where it belonged when he was done with it earned him extra points.<br><br>During his shower, Liz tried to think of a way that she could help him unwind. It wasn’t unusual for Liz to have to put people at ease. Either it was a girl who was shy of modelling in underwear or a client that was aroused out of going through her portfolio of models in different state of undress but always classy. She left the room, leaving the door open and headed for the fridge. On the way there, she met with Vicky, who assured her that there was beer in the fridge, and that she could take some.<br><br>Liz was back into the room before Jack was out of the shower. She put both beers on coasters on the corner of the woman’s drawers and went into the washroom to talk through the door. “Don’t brush your teeth just yet. I got something for you.” She said, hopefully loud enough for him to hear over the water. Beer could taste nasty after toothpaste, about as bad as OJ in the morning. She returned into the room to wait for him and was struggling to remove the damn twist-cap off her own beer when he finally came out.<br><br>“Hey.” She said when he was finally back, and then he spoke again as if he had really done something he shouldn’t have. “It’s nice to meet you too, Jack. And really, you’ve done nothing wrong. I got you a beer.” She said and released the damn cap that just wouldn’t come off to shake his hand. Her hold was a firm grip, but a comfortable one. She disliked shaking someone else’s hand to find it limp and soft. “You looked a bit tense and I thought you might enjoy to unwind and have a drink with me.” She offered, quite straight forward. “well, if I can manage to open this damn bottle anyway.”<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>greenknight</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 20:33:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Karl_Urban_as_Jack_Williams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jack Williams<br><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth<br><strong>When:</strong>10ish, Friday<br><strong>Where:</strong>Room 4<br><hr>Jack's about to turn off the water when she calls through the door. 'Something where I can't brush my teeth?' he thinks, intrigued. "Alright," he calls back as he cuts off the water. He comes through the washroom with his slacks and shirt rolled under one arm and a clear view of he tree trunks holding up his body. He joins her, keys in hand, after putting his clothes away.<br><br>"Thanks," Jack smiles at her and takes both beers. He pops the tops with the bottle opener on the ring. He hands one to her as the caps go flying into the trash and the keys onto the nightstand. "Cheers," he adds tapping the necks together. "Unwinding would be nice. I have had the strangest week," he starts as he takes a tentative draw from the bottle. He takes a seat in the armchair in the corner. "Crazy rich people. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. It'll be nice to get back to my regular jobs."<br><br>"So what's it like herding the beautiful people? Just as crazy as Miami socialites?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>10-01-2014, 05:02:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jack Williams<br><strong>When:</strong> June 13th, early night<br><strong>Where:</strong> Bedroom<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;">Liz gave him a grateful smile when he give her an opened bottle in exchange for the one she had been fighting with. She was far more the red wine kind of gal but beer was a guy thing and it was him that she was trying to put at ease, not herself. By her reaction to the unexpected kiss, she had not meant to shake his confidence. It was breaking the ice right from the start, which was good with her, just unexpected as mentioned before. Her gaze followed him as he went to the couch. Perhaps now that he had the beer in his hand, he understood why she had told him not to use toothpaste yet.<br><br>“Hmm… I started modelling as a child. So, I like to think that I know the typical personalities of the business and learned to work with them or around them. So it’s stressful sometimes, but most of the times I am doing alright. You have the vain one, that does it to be recognized as a beauty.” She started and slowly lowered herself into his lap, her chest perpendicular to his so that they could talk and still look into each other’s face. “You’ve got the greedy one, who does it for the money, the ambitious one for whom it’s just a stepping stone to becoming an actress… and the one that just loves the job and does it regardless of the pay or who will attend. I was of the last category, but I’ll stop boring you with the details.”<br><br>“Though, given your job, I’d imagine you are kind of used to long boring conversation.” She teased. “You know, if stakeouts are anything like the TV shows or the movies make them to be.” Liz knew that taking something from the television as reference might not be the wisest of ideas, but she was simply wanting to make him talk. Her arm wrapped around his shoulders for added balance and comfort and her hand landed on his nape. It squeezed gently and released only to do it again in a gentle massage.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>greenknight</strong> on <strong>10-01-2014, 09:45:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Karl_Urban_as_Jack_Williams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jack Williams<br><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth<br><strong>When:</strong>10ish, Friday night<br><strong>Where:</strong>Bedroom<br><hr>"Oh, yeah, I do a lot of conversation. I regularly interview people. I've got to interview clients because they don't always want to give you the full story. Mainly because they don't want to admit they're part of the problem. I've got to interview everyone who might have info I need.... That's nice, by the way," he interjects while she's rubbing his neck. "But interviewing, the nice, blue-haired, old lady at the DMV, the dealer I watched talk to my mark, the neighbor while I pretend to be the cable guy they stood up for an installation."<br><br>"But TV doesn't show the half of it on stakeouts," he says, pulling her a little closer. "You just run out of conversation, you finish each other's jokes.... And for me, it's usually something petty like the suspected mistress's lair, but the wife doesn't accept my computer guy found her airline itinerary that says she's out of town for the next three weeks. She wants us to watch it anyway, 'cause her old man's 'sneaky like that'. Or vice versa, men are just as neurotic about it. And if you keep being nice to me, I may have to kiss you again," he adds with a grin.<br><br>He takes another drink and leans back, letting Liz settle with him. "So, you want the funny story of my last couple of weeks at work?" <br><br>"We've got this client. And I use the singular because the account is a married couple. It's a good retainer and we do the usual; background checks on new domestic staff, financials on potential business partners, that kind of thing." He starts absently stroking her back and hair and shoulder. "We even do a little unusual; the main part of their portfolio is entertainment establishments and we have the expertise and licenses to do building assessments and inspections in addition to the normal real estate filings, insurance stuff, security assessments."<br><br>"Now, Mr. and Mrs. 'Rich' are a typical Miami power couple;" he tips the beer bottle accenting the statement, "she's in her mid-thirties and used to be a model of some type and he's old enough to be her father and they've been married about ten years. The story is they met at a boat show; she was wearing a bikini posing on a boat he bought and the rest is history.' He raises his bottle and takes a drink, "They make appearances at various properties several times a week, sometimes together, sometimes at different ones at the same time. And without fail, about every nine months, one of them comes in because they expect the other of cheating. And then the other will be in the office within a few days with the same complaint. They have very specific clauses in their pre-nup that keeps us from a conflict of interest here, so here they're not the typical Miami power couple. And they've never been wrong about the other, so I guess they like it or it's some kind of game for them or something."<br><br>"Anyway, this time, it wasn't two hours after Mrs. leaves that Mr. comes in. So we have separate teams do each job, as usual, and my team gets to tail 'Mr. Rich'. It turns out they're cheating with the same trainer. So I got to spend the last two days transcribing the incriminating surveillance video. And we're thorough...." He finishes his beer and lets the last part hang as she figures out his meaning.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>12-01-2014, 01:05:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jack Williams<br><strong>When:</strong> June 13th, late evening<br><strong>Where:</strong> Bedroom<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;">She wanted to make him talk, and talking he did. Liz took small sips of beer as he explained how he went about doing his job. It was an interesting insight into a job that had always intrigued her one way or the other, but that she did not think she could do. She gave him a smile in answer to his remark about the gentle massage. “I could do your whole back, if you want me to, sometime this weekend.” She offered quickly, and then let him resume his work talk. He did make it sound like there was some rather boring tasks to accomplish in order to get the job done.<br><br>She let him pull her closer, shifting to make them both more comfortable. It was getting slowly more intimate and that was how Liz liked things to go. “Sure.” She answered to his question. He expected that he could not talk much about his job or get too deep into the details given that it was about someone else’s life and a private investigator had to remain, well, private. “You can kiss me whenever you feel like it.” She removed her arm from around his neck so that he could lean back. After a bit more beer, Liz leaned into him and rested her head on his shoulder to listen to him.<br><br>She laughed softly, her forehead pressed gently against the side of his neck. It gave her the odd feeling of spending time with a boyfriend after a hard day’s work, rather than a stranger whom she did not know a single thing about before arriving here. She didn’t know if she was getting heavy in his lap or if she made him uncomfortable one way or the other, but Liz was quite comfortable like this, with his hand running over her back. She listened to his tale and then gasped. <br><br>“Oh my god… The same trainer? Seriously?” She asked before laughing out loud. “That must be so embarrassing. I don’t think I could keep being in a couple where someone’s constantly unfaithful… but to know that my man has been with another man… I’m not a homophobe, but I think I’d react just as badly as if it were another woman… And you had to watch Mr. Rich do the trainer?” She asked, realizing suddenly what being thorough meant. She resisted the urge to tease him and ask if it turned him on. It could have been out of line enough to miff him and she didn’t want to give it a try.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>greenknight</strong> on <strong>12-01-2014, 05:25:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Karl_Urban_as_Jack_Williams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jack Williams<br><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth<br><strong>When:</strong>Friday night, later evening<br><strong>Where:</strong>Bedroom<br><hr>"I'll let you do that if I get to to return the favor," Jack replies to Liz's massage offer before continuing his tales of sweet-talking little old ladies at the DMV. When she offers kisses whenever, Jack accepts and brings his lips to hers for a bit before the saga of the 'Riches'. Sitting in his lap, Liz can tell he obviously enjoys it, too. 'I could definitely get used to this,' he thinks as Liz is curled up against him.<br><br>His right hand free now that his beer's done, he start to pet her thigh and butt and belly, while he stops his left and lightly circles her shoulder. "Yep, the same one. We're calling them both in on Tuesday about a problem with one of their clubs. We ran this guy and he and his girlfriend have a rep for blackmailing folks over their infidelity. The infidelity thing seems to work for the 'Riches;' like I said, every nine months or so for the about the last ten years, they're both in the office trying to catch the other and they're still together and they seem really happy. They've never had us do anything other divorcing couples want done." Jack shrugs as his hand moves higher up her belly, "I guess it's just their thing and they'll probably have a good laugh about it later. And no, I didn't have to watch. I had to write a detailed transcription of 13 hours of tape." He kisses her again and his tongue begins to explore her mouth and his hand tentative teases the swell of her breast through the cotton t-shirt. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>13-01-2014, 13:37:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jack Williams<br><strong>When:</strong> June 13th, late evening<br><strong>Where:</strong> Bedroom<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;">Liz finished the last of her beer just as he accepted her offer under condition of returning the favor. She had to admit that feeling his hands all over her were just as attractive an idea than it was to be able to touch him so. She very gently let the bottle to the floor so that she could free her hand and touch him. He was comfortable to her, and she hoped that her weight was not making him uncomfortable. He didn’t seem to be built weak, but she knew that even though neither was she, a pressure on the wrong leg would get her uncomfortable really quick and painfully so. He didn’t seem to mind though, so Liz had no intention to move off his lap unless he said or did something.<br><br>When he placed his hand on her leg and followed it to where it lost its name, Liz had the reassurance that he really did not mind having her there. She was quite amused, but also appalled, but the ‘Riches’ ‘ way of life. “If I had someone in my life, I wouldn’t be here and I wouldn’t tolerate that he be with someone else. I’ve been there before and it’s rather… unpleasant.” She said though she wouldn’t expand on the topic, having no wish whatsoever to spill her guts about a long forgotten ex to a stranger who seemed to be rather promising.<br><br>“Some couple do it to spice up things. In fact, I think Vicky said something about a married couple being here this weekend.” She added. Seeing his head lower towards hers, Liz didn’t make any move to avoid it. She wondered if he was one of those married ones. She couldn’t recall seeing a ring at his finger but considering where he was, he could very well have removed it. She’d have to ask him later, once her mouth wouldn’t be so divinely busy. <br><br>As he teased her breast through her shirt, two things became quickly obvious. The first was that she wore no bra underneath and the second was that her nipples were quite prompt to become hard, with very little encouragement, Her second arm joined the first around his neck, freeing the way for his hand to roam as he pleased. She was far more cooperative than the first time, her hand climbing up into his short hair, she cradled his head very lightly, her lips parting further to allow for a deeper kiss.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>greenknight</strong> on <strong>13-01-2014, 14:13:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Karl_Urban_as_Jack_Williams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jack Williams<br><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth<br><strong>When:</strong>Friday night, later evening<br><strong>Where:</strong>Bedroom<br><hr>Her hand through his hair and 'As you wish'. His hand moves up around her breast teasing her nipple as he bunches the cloth lower. His left hand glides down her back teasing her shirt up by bunches, too. Her belly exposed, his left continues lower under her ass while his right its way under her shirt.&nbsp; His thumb teasing her directly while his tongue accepts her lips' invitation, his left hand moves lower and lifts her to settle into straddling him. <br><br>Now facing him directly, their close heights make him look up to continue the play of their tongues. Jack brings his hand back up her back and raises her shirt well above her bust. He lingers a bit before he pulls away to bring her shirt over her head. His hands are gliding up her shoulders, thumbs cross her armpit, bringing the shirt up. 'That's a nice view. I wonder...' he thinks as he stops, the shirt at her upper arm and the collar not yet cleared her eyes. With her arms raised, her breasts stand prouder than in any bra. He holds her here with his left hand, arms above her head, eyes covered, breast presented, and straddling him as he kisses her again and his free hand runs down the side of her body. <br><br>His mouth follows a similar path; down her cheek, then her neck, through the hollow to her collarbone. As quick as he can and still draw out the tease, he reaches her nipple and takes it in his mouth, alternately suckling and nipping. He continues to pull off her shirt above her head, holding it as high as he can so she can drop her arms out. When she's free, he tosses the t-shirt aside and wraps his arms around her lower back as he kisses back up to her mouth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>15-01-2014, 12:55:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jack Williams<br><strong>When:</strong> June 13th, late evening<br><strong>Where:</strong> Bedroom<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;">Liz became immediately aware that her shirt was being manipulated and she had no issues with it, and then he seemed to change his mind. Feeling the pressure of his hands to have her move, she understood quickly what he wanted and cooperated accordingly. She slid a leg on each side of him and knew she would not be able to hold the position long with her damaged leg. That old break at the knee never seemed to heal complete. Everything remained sensitive in an unpleasant way especially when bad weather was expected.<br><br>For now, though, she was quite comfortable and helped him get rid of her shirt. When he stalled, she figured that she would humor him a little, see what he would do, but there was no way she would stay stuck in this position more than a minute. She freed the arm that was not on the same side than the breast he was so deliciously teasing. Her hand landed gently onto his shoulder and she pulled her head out of the shirt. Her long hair fell across her back, and her gaze went to him.<br><br>Both of her pale pink nipples were hard and quite sensitive. She betrayed the sensations he was giving to her by small gasps and small purrs as he brought a sudden peak of pleasure to her arousal or simply aroused her more. With her shirt to the ground, she decided that she would not be the only shedding layers, and so she started to pull at his shirt as soon as she could lean forward to reach the hem and give him a deep kiss at the same time.<br></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>greenknight</strong> on <strong>15-01-2014, 14:11:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Karl_Urban_as_Jack_Williams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jack Williams<br><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth<br><strong>When:</strong>Friday night, later evening<br><strong>Where:</strong>Bedroom<br><hr>Jack offers only token resistance to losing his shirt, continuing to meet Liz's tongue with his own. His chest bared, a few tattoos are visible. Several names blazoned on the right side, the cursive script mirrored. On the left is a Celtic cross with knotwork. An "O-" sits in the middle of his chest towards the bottom of his sternum. Lower, his belly is still toned, but a thin layer of padding smoothes out the definition.&nbsp; Around his neck, Jack wears a beaded chain with mangled brass and lead pendant.<br><br>Jack continues to explore Liz, his hands stroking her back, belly, breasts, hair, occasionally probing the waist of her shorts and thwarted by their still being fastened. 'I'll get to that later,' he thinks, his mouth still locked on hers. His hands continue, expanding their range. Over her ass, down her legs.... He pulls her toward him gently, kissing down her body as the motion raises her head well above his. Down her neck and collarbone again, between her breasts, her firm belly. A hand slides down her leg and finds that warm spot behind her knee and comes back up as the other moves to her front to work the button and zipper of her shorts. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>16-01-2014, 15:10:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jack Williams<br><strong>When:</strong> June 13th, late evening<br><strong>Where:</strong> Bedroom<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;">Liz broke the kiss just long enough for his shirt to come off. It was a relief in a way. Liz had been putting off coming to Vicky’s place because she was apprehensive. What if there was no chemistry or no desire with the man she was paired up with? Everyone came here with the expectations of having a bit of adult fun, and even of the kinky kind, she was sure of it and to have to keep rejecting someone would feel awkward and unpleasant. In Jack’s case, however,&nbsp; there was no worry. There was definitely something there. She wanted him, and was pretty sure he was feeling the same.<br><br>Sooner, rather than later, Liz knew she’d have to get off her knee. It was bothersome in a way because she did enjoy being on top and with her busted knee, it made the experience anything but painless. Her hands explored his arm, his back, dug gently into his hair as his lips pulled away from hers once again. “Hon, we should move to the bed… I can’t stand on my knee for long.” There were faint pink lines on her knee that he would be able to see once she stood up. She definitely wasn’t a sex-in-bed only kind of person but right now it seemed to be the most comfortable surface for them both.<br><br>Liz didn’t resist when he unbuttoned her shorts, revealing pale blue lacy panties. She had the bra that went along with it somewhere in her luggage, but didn’t bother to put it on. She was quite ready to be naked with him. She moved back slightly, sliding the foot of her bad knee to the floor first so that she could stretch it and remove the pressure of her weight on it. “Coming?” She asked and she took the time to check him out, now that she had a slightly better view. She noted the tattoos, the chain and the mangled brass and lead.<br></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>greenknight</strong> on <strong>17-01-2014, 01:30:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Karl_Urban_as_Jack_Williams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jack Williams<br><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth<br><strong>When:</strong>Friday night, later evening<br><strong>Where:</strong>Bedroom<br><hr>"No problem," Jack says in response to her knee. Once she pulls away, one knee still on the chair and the injured one straightened, he scoots forward. "Aww, my little wounded dove," he coos teasingly, "let me take care of this," he continues as he puts one hand under her rear and the other behind her back. Standing, he has a good grip holding her to his body, and lifts her off the floor. His excitement is arousal is evident as he settles Liz into his grip. Carrying her across the room in this embrace, he sets her on the edge of the bed. "Better?" he asks as he leans forward, pushing them both down on the bed. Above her, he kisses her again.<br><br>"And no, I'm not coming," he teases as he pulls away, "but you will be," he adds as he begins to kiss down her body.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>21-01-2014, 22:58:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jack Williams<br><strong>When:</strong> June 13th, late evening<br><strong>Where:</strong> Bedroom<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;">Elizabeth was never one to be carried about or to let her knee get in the way of whatever she wanted to do. Of course, the small limp that remained in her steps had ruined her modelling career because she preferred catwalks to photoshoots. He’d get a free pass this time, and she allowed him to pick her up. She placed her arms around his neck and leaned her body towards his, so that holding her there would be made easier for him.<br><br>She was quite glad that the chemistry between them allowed for this kind of encounter. She would not have been upset if he decided that he wasn’t attracted to her, but she would have been a little disappointed.&nbsp; Feeling the bed under her made Liz relax. Being carried required a bit of trust and given that she had known Jack for a short time, half of which he spent in the shower alone, the trust wasn’t quite there yet, but it was getting there. She returned the kiss, pulling her down to her until she caught that he was pulling back to speak.<br><br>“Right. I won’t be the only one, I assure you. With her button and zipper undone, Liz lifted her hips to pull the shorts down a little. She wanted to give him an easier time, but he could pick up where she stopped and pull the jeans all the way done. She would also cooperate if he decided that panties were an unwanted extra too. She placed a hand on the back of his head, following his movements as he was moving down. Her hand wasn’t meant to be controlling, but rather communicating her acceptance of where he was heading and what he was doing.<br></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>greenknight</strong> on <strong>22-01-2014, 12:16:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Karl_Urban_as_Jack_Williams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jack Williams<br><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth<br><strong>When:</strong>Friday night, later evening<br><strong>Where:</strong>Bedroom<br><hr>Jack feels her raise her hips and her hand on his head. 'Yeah, me too,' he thinks as he stops kissing below her belly. He rises, bringing her shorts and legs with him. Standing with Liz laying on the bed with her legs in the air, he takes hold of them as he tosses her shorts over his shoulder. “Ticklish?”he asks as he lays some kisses at her instep. His hands glide down her legs and hips, under the waist of her panties. Hooking them with his fingers, he slides them down (up?) her legs dragging his fingers a little heavier than before. Still not taking his eyes from hers, he tries to hide a smirk. 'I better not,' he decides of his thought to exaggerate smelling the crotch once they're off. These he reaches over and sets on the nightstand as he figures she might want them later. <br><br>He kisses her again at her ankle and then continues kissing back up (down?) her leg. 'This style isn't new,' he notes approvingly to himself of Liz's personal grooming before his kisses cross her. He probes her lips gently with his tongue teasing from her opening to her clit. Back and forth he goes several times before settling on her little button. He draws it from its hood, sucking and nipping and releasing. All the while, his hand wander her, stroking her belly or leg, fondling a breast or teasing a nipple. <br><br>One hand finally comes back down to her sex. Jack sets it to take over while his tongue goes lower to explore her deeper. Dipping his tongue into her he gets a better taste of the tart juices she's been coating his chin with. He alternates between rolling his tongue and thrusting into her before relaxing his tongues and lapping at her depths.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>24-01-2014, 23:18:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jack Williams<br><strong>When:</strong> June 13th, late evening<br><strong>Where:</strong> Bedroom<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;">Elizabeth carefully moved her legs to facilitate the removal of her short. “A little, and I tend to kick.” She warned him. Getting the blunt of her heel in his teeth might not be a good way to start the weekend.&nbsp; She managed to control the reflex, but just barely so. Just like when he pulled onto her shorts, Liz helped as she could to make things as not awkward as she could.<br><br>Her mind followed the direction of his kiss and she made a small smile in anticipation of the treat to come. Of course, it depended entirely on whether he was good or not, but she was still anticipating none the less. She let one leg fall to the mattress slowly and away from him so that her leg wasn’t in his way or hindering his movements. She would do the same with the second leg as soon as he would let go of it to pursue the fondling of another part of her body.<br><br>Elizabeth purred soft,&nbsp; her eyes closed. Her hands were flat onto the bed but she knew she would grip the sheets when he would get her over the edge. She bit her lower lip and, again, moaned softly. She wasn’t a talker. Dirty talk annoyed her, distracted her, but she wasn’t against letting her partner know that she appreciated with sounds or body language. The touches of his finger and tongue working together seemed to turn everything up a notch in intensity. Her hand started to close onto a handful of the sheets, but she didn’t want to rush, this felt really good and she wanted to enjoy it for as long as she could.<br></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>greenknight</strong> on <strong>25-01-2014, 13:08:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Karl_Urban_as_Jack_Williams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jack Williams<br><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth<br><strong>When:</strong>Friday night, later evening<br><strong>Where:</strong>Bedroom<br><hr>Jack comes up for air and notices her hands in the sheets. He grins to himself as he gauges the distance to the nightstand. 'That'll work,' he figures. "You can keep this here," he says to Liz, placing a hand back on his head before going back to work. He continues with his tongue and fingers alternating on her sex. His other hand stops wandering over her body for a moment as he reaches for the nightstand. <br><br>'C'mon, Vicky, make me proud,' he thinks as he quietly opens the drawer and feels around. 'Bingo. Thanks, sweetie,' he muses as his hand wraps around a thin block of cardboard a few inches to a side. He brings the box back towards himself and braces it against his leg as he runs a quick finger under the glue closing one side. Still one-handed, he slides a foil wrapper out and sets it all on the nightstand next to Liz's panties. <br><br>'Good to go,' he figures as he returns his full attentions to Liz. Leaving a couple of fingers massaging her inside while his thumb does the same under her hood, he begins to kiss his way back up her body. Mons, belly, that tantalizing ridge of her ribcage as it rises and falls fitfully from his ministrations below. He continues up her chest, a breast, a nipple teased by his teeth and tongue, kissing up to her collarbone and the nape of her neck. Unsure of all her offs, here he lingers to let her pull his face covered in her to her lips. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>28-01-2014, 20:24:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jack Williams<br><strong>When:</strong> June 13th, late evening<br><strong>Where:</strong> Bedroom<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;"> One of her hands had been moved onto his head, something she did not mind at all, and she had it follow each of his movement rather than to try to control it in any way. Her body betrayed her in spite of her will to make this last. She felt the tingle in her core morph into something stronger and she quickly fell over the edge. The hand that was still onto the sheet gathered a handful and gripped tightly.<br><br>Although she came hard, Liz did not tense up more than the hand that&nbsp; gripped the sheet. She moaned softly, nowhere near loud enough to be heard by the neighboring rooms but enough for him to hear, which was what mattered. She arched her back and tried not to move her hips as he was hitting the spots just right. Her eyes were closed and her lips parted, both to express her pleasure with sounds and to make way for her heavy breathing.<br><br>Liz was remotely aware that he had been reaching for something else while working her up, and it’s only when she heard the packet land on the nightstand that she realized it was a preservative. Better be safe than sorry; she was a healthy young woman with no STD issues and a reproductive system in good order, using a preservative was a <em>very</em> good idea.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>greenknight</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 11:13:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Karl_Urban_as_Jack_Williams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jack Williams<br><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth<br><strong>When:</strong>Saturday morning, just barely<br><strong>Where:</strong>Bedroom<br><hr>Jack felt her begin to tighten on the two fingers he left inside. He kept pressure on her nerve cluster while she contracted against him. His thumb alternated stroking across her clitoris and pressing against his fingers inside her. <br><br>He was beginning to move his other hand to her hair and continued. His hand slid through her hair just over her ear until it rested with her ear just above the webbing of his thumb. His fingers were able to support her head as she arched her back as his thumb traced its path along her edge of her ear and across her cheek.&nbsp; Pulling his mouth away from her neck as she moaned in his ear, he looked at her. <br><br>Even with her eyes half shut and rolled back in pleasure, she was beautiful. Who was he kidding, more beautiful. He went back to her neck and kissed his way back down to her breast presented to him as she arched her back. He decided to spend more time here. His tongue circled her half-erect nipple, slathering it. He gently blew on it, the evaporation drawing it out a little more. He soaked it again before taking gently in his teeth and pulling. His thumb made another circuit of her ear before he shifted his hand to rest his palm her cheek. His thumb found its way to her mouth and he began to trace her lips as he had her ear. Her nipple in his teeth, he flicked his tongue across it, once, twice, three times, before he released his teeth and closed around her breast with her lips. His tongue continued to lap across and circle her nipple while his lips' seal allowed for gentle suction. <br><br>He stayed there, fingers in her, mouth on her breast, hand cradling her face, for a minute or two after she finished. He comes away from her breast and slides his fingers from her. She is still crosswise at the edge of the bed where he placed her, most of her legs, from about mid-high down, able to hang off the edge. He shifts from where he had been half lying by her side to stand between her legs. He put the hand that was inside her on the bed to support himself as his other hand stayed on her face. Gazing at Liz glowing, he said, "I really thought I screwed up when I walked in here. Thank you for letting me make it up to you." And he leaned down to kiss her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>03-02-2014, 01:17:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jack Williams<br><strong>When:</strong> June 13th, late evening<br><strong>Where:</strong> Bedroom<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;">The gentle touch to her ear sent shivers down her spine. She was quite receptive to him tonight and she was aware of it. It would be a good night then, one of those where she would have no difficulties being with her partner and getting pleasure out of it. The thought crossed her mind as she slowly came down from a rather intense high and it made her smile. Not that smiling was difficult, given how he had just made her climax on his hand.<br><br>Her muscles relaxed slowly and her hand opened releasing the grip on the sheets. Her hand that was still on his head scratched gently. She meant to let him know that it was fine, she needed just a minute for her body to rest and sort of reset and get aroused by his touches again. She had no idea if he understood it or simply stopped on his own but he did let go of her to come and lay beside her.<br><br>Liz shifted a little to bring the heel of her feet on the edge of the bed, her knees bent. She looked into his eyes and smiled. “You surprised me. A good, ice-breaking kind of surprise.” She said before their lips met. Liz lifted her hands to his sides as he leaned on her and let her hands glide down to his shorts. She knew that he had to be hard and she was curious about what she’d have to work with this weekend. It didn’t really matter which size he really was, she just wanted to know. One of her hands passed in front and sought to hold and rub against his erection. <br></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>greenknight</strong> on <strong>03-02-2014, 12:05:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Karl_Urban_as_Jack_Williams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jack Williams<br><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth<br><strong>When:</strong>Saturday morning, just barely<br><strong>Where:</strong>Bedroom<br><hr>Jack flinched slightly at her touch. "Sorry," he started as he took a breath to let the butterflies ebb away. Her touch on his sides surprised him but he relaxed back into her hands. When she got to the front of his shorts, she could feel he was erect, a little above average in length but noticeably thick. A smile played over his lips as they were still touching Liz's. "You can take them off if you'd like," he teased as he ran his covered cock once along her hand. He closed his mouth on hers then as his tongue probed at her. Sliding past her lips, he slid his tongue across hers. His hand stayed on her face; his fingers still behind her head, pulling her to him, his thumb still on her cheek lightly stroking it and her earlobe. <br><br>His tongue continued in her mouth as she'd let it, stroking her counterpart. He let her head back down on the bed and slid his hand down her body. His thumb didn't cross her throat, it just stroked down the muscle on the side of her neck. His hand continued down and over her breast before cupping and fondling it. He alternated running his thumb over her nipple and then circling it. A few times he took it between the sides of his thumb and forefinger and pulled gently before returning to massaging and fondling. <br><br>All the while he continued kissing her. He would come away from her mouth to the side of her neck or nip and suck at an ear, but he always came back to his mouth on hers and the play of their tongues. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>06-02-2014, 23:48:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/ElizabethHastings.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Elizabeth “Liz” Hastings<br><strong>Who:</strong> Jack Williams<br><strong>When:</strong> June 13th, late evening<br><strong>Where:</strong> Bedroom<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><hr> <br><div style="text-align: justify;">”It’s alright.” She said, her voice soft and warm. “Just relax.” He had nothing to worry about when it came down to her. She was no threat to him, and nor was she holding him up to such high standards that he had to be jumpy about it.&nbsp; She came into this meeting hoping for the best, but expecting the worst. So far, he had been on the good end of things and she was quite happy about how Vicky had paired her off. She expected no less from her friend, but at the same time didn’t want to think that Vicky might have paired him off for a purpose or done her a favor.<br><br>“Hmm… tempting.” Liz replied to his offer to take off his shorts. From what she felt in the palm of her hand, he seemed quite aroused and she gave into the temptation to hold him into her hand, skin against skin. A part of her mind focused onto the deep kiss as her fingers hooked at the waist band of his clothes and slowly brought them down toward his legs. Her hands could only go so far, but it was far enough to free what she wanted from the clothing.<br><br>Her palm cupped his balls and pressed gently against them, as her fingers curved around this so sensitive part of him. Nothing she did was meant to give him pain, but rather to arouse him further. Her other hand took his hard length into a gentle grip, nowhere near as firmly as she would if she meant to give him a hand job though, and stroke him slowly. She purred softly as his hand on her breast brought a sudden surge of pleasure and again when he toyed with her earlobe and caused a good shiver to run down her spine.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bayview Bed &amp; Breakfast - Bedroom #4</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>greenknight</strong> on <strong>07-02-2014, 13:15:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Karl_Urban_as_Jack_Williams.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jack Williams<br><strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth<br><strong>When:</strong>Saturday morning, just barely<br><strong>Where:</strong>Bedroom<br><hr>A smile crossed his lips as she began to to toy with his balls. It broke their kiss momentarily and Liz didn't have to see his mouth to see the grin in his eyes. "You can keep doing that," he said before again mating his lips properly to hers. He kept himself supported with his left arm, giving her plenty of room to do what she wanted. His other hand he brought back up her body to her head. He ran the hand through her hair before resting over her ear and tracing it again with his thumb. He found she seemed to like that.<br><br>As her hands teases him, he didn't have much farther to go before being fully erect; thick enough that she could just barely touch her thumb and middle finger and long enough that the head would just peak past both her hands wrapped around the shaft. The hair was trimmed short, so it doesn't tangle and trap him when running, if she asked. He moved his legs to let his shorts fall away.<br><br>Finally, he ran his free hand back down her. Instead of coming back to her breast, he came down her shoulder and flank before passing over her ass and wrapping a leg around him. He lowered himself to her as his hand traveled back up her leg to where it wrapped around her mid back. He lifted them both, then, crawling forward onto the bed. "This should be more comfortable," he said, rising back up from her with his knees firmly planted on the mattress. His arm still supported him as he bent down to return to kissing her and petting her ear and cheek 
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