His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)
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				Title: <strong> His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>19-07-2009, 21:16:46</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Laughter.<br><br>&nbsp;Thats all Eric heard. Of course, he shouldn't expect much different. He had just asked Alexandra out, who was possibly the most beautiful, popular girl at the magic academy at the moment. Honestly, he can't even be sure what made him even try to ask her out. He was in a completely different league from her. He was what you might consider more of a geek... his grades in magic were top notch, but he had almost no skills socially to speak of.<br><br>&nbsp;Shy, easily embarrassed, somewhat anti-social... all words that easily described the young man.<br><br>&nbsp;"Yeah right! I've already done my charity for the year." said Alexandra, her friends all laughing nearby, before she turned, and started to walk off.<br><br>&nbsp;"..."<br><br>&nbsp;Shaking his head a bit, Eric would turn, and almost numbly walk away, leaving school grounds. The school day had just ended, and he was leaving to avoid any further chance at humiliations... though honestly he had nowhere to really go, besides his room. So this essentially left him to wander the large town surrounding the school of magery.<br><br>&nbsp;-4 hours later-<br><br>&nbsp;Somehow, Eric was still wandering through the city, having aimlessly wandered the entire time, though he had wandered into a part of town he'd never been to before, looking somewhat darker and more gritty than the area immediately outside the school. Finally coming to a stop, he'd look around, seeing what looked like some kind of bar or something across the street. He still had no desire to go home yet, but he was a bit thirsty.... so why not?<br><br>&nbsp;He'd move up to the establishment, pushing open the door, and moved insides. The interior seemed so much darker than even the night, bare illumination giving the place an almost dark, sensual look to it. And to add to that were the beautiful women moving around, taking orders from patrons, a few even sitting in laps, conversing with men who were openly groping at their breasts or asses.<br><br>&nbsp;Blushing slightly, Eric would move inside, and followed the wall around to the bar, trying to avoid most of the patrons and serving girls, moving to claim an empty seat, and would sit in silence, as if waiting for the bar tender to see him. He didn't do anything to bring attention to himself, aside from a slight raising of a hand... Honestly, even as he did that, he was beginning to double think this whole idea... this was definitely not a place he seemed to belong. Quite the opposite, in fact.
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				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 03:28:01</strong>
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				The female behind the bar smiled as she sashayed over to the new man at the counter. She could see that he was young and shy, but from the robes he wore he was a magic user form the local school. "Well hello Hun, I'm Dana." A 6'4 blond bomb shell,"And how are you doing today?" she smiled and bent over the bar her cleavage showing off perfectly for him. <br><br>&nbsp; The Matron of the brothel looked over the boy as he entered. "Intresting aura...." she looked him over eyeing him closing reading his movements.&nbsp; She circled the room getting closer watching him his shy movements and manner. "He is so very intresting... a hidden strength. I wonder what is blocking his true self....?" she reached the end of the bar leaning against it.&nbsp; There was something strange about this boy...or man. Oh old was he. Smiling she nodded to Dana signaling her to lay it on think. To see how he would react. There was something strange about this one, maybe just maybe he was meant for something a little shall we say special. <br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 05:54:13</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Eric would look up as the bartender approached, having distracted himself momentarily by picking invisible lint off of his robes. But when his eyes met the beauty of the bartender, as well as finding the display of quite impressive cleavage, his face would flare into a deep blush, and he'd just sorta stare wide-eyed a moment, before his head would tilt downwards, eyes dropping to the top of the counter, hair falling down to create a sort of curtain over his eyes.<br><br>&nbsp;"er... I... uh.... p... punch?"<br><br>&nbsp;Honestly, it was the first thing that truly floated into his mind. Eric was a quick thinker, and a smart guy.... usually. But when pressed by the opposite sex, being virginal as he was, he tended to get embarrassed somewhat easily, and no matter how sharp his mind, his hormones still managed to disrupt them.<br><br>&nbsp;And how would he react, given the bombshell on the other side of the bar? She definitely didn't look like she should be tending a bar, but more like on the arm of some noble or a kings royal bride... shaking his head a bit, his eyes would glance upwards, through his dark hair, as if to see if she was still there.... and when his eyes again met cleavage, the blush would just deepen slightly, his eyes dropping again. Part of him -really- wanted to look, the young perv in him whispering.... but the majority of him just sorta froze in embarrassment, thinking he'd just be made fun of or humiliated if he did, and thusly tried to avert his gaze, to avoid any possibility of trouble in this situation.
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				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 06:16:30</strong>
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				Dana smiled and giggled softly which only cause her chest to shake,'Aw now come on Hun don't be shy." she smiled and lowered her head to look beneath his hair. "Punch right away sweet heart." she smiled and stood grabbing a glass placing it front of him as she grabbed a glass from a fridge beneath the counter pouring some for him. "Sure I could get you something a little stronger, something to loosen you up?" she asked smoothly as she fingered the top of his glass.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;The Madam watched how the young man reacted to Dana's advances. "Punch...really...poor boy doesn't know what he has gotten hisself into." she smiled and played with her necklace. He was going to be a very fun project indeed.
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 06:31:10</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Eric would manage a slight smile when she peeked under his hair at his eyes... but eyes would catch the jiggling flesh of her chest, and he'd cough slightly, closing his eyes fully. At her question, he'd give the slightest of shakes of his head.<br><br>&nbsp;"n... n,no thanks. I... don't drink..... heard its not something you should really do alone...... and I don't really.... have.... anyone to...."<br><br>&nbsp;As he spoke, slowly his voice would slowly start to trail off, growing softer. The embarrassment over her beauty and what his eyes had seen would slowly fade as he fully remembers exactly why he'd been wandering down. The blush would fade, followed by a sorta sad look to pass over the young man's face.
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				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 06:47:44</strong>
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				Dana leaned on one hand and looked him over, glancing over to the Madam of the bar. The Madam nodded and slowly walked over. Her thick fiery red hair down to her waist, the tight green dress clung to her curves like a second skin. One of her hands reaching out touching his shoulder, "And why does one of my handsome young patrons look so unhappy?" she smiled pushing his hair back from his face wanting to see into his eyes. Wanting to see if she was right if there was something different about him. Dana smiled, "He just wanted a punch mam, such a Sweet heart&nbsp; Theo hopefully we can cheer him up." she cooed as she licked her lips.
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 06:52:17</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Eric felt the touch on his shoulder, and would jump slightly, turning his gaze to look at yet another gorgeous woman in front of him. Of course, the sadness in his gaze was obvious, though as his eyes took an initial look of her face and form, just as it had with the bartender, his face would flare into a brilliant blush, almost to the point that it was hard to believe he didn't pass out.<br><br>&nbsp;"... I... er... uh..."<br><br>&nbsp;He just sorta stuttered, eyes darting between each beautiful woman, mind wanting him to look at both forms, but his eyes simply dropped to rest in his lap, both of his hands clenching tightly into his robes. Deep down inside, he somehow suspected that this was some kind of trap... no reason women this beautiful would be talking to a nobody like him... probably some joke soon to be played on him... and yet, despite it, it was.... kinda..... nice, having these beauties pay attention to him. So, trick or not, he didn't seem fully interested in ending the interaction.
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				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 07:06:03</strong>
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				The Madam smiled and lifted his chin with her finger. Looking into her eyes, "You are an interesting one aren't you." she took a deep breath taking in his sent. He was so special and didn't even know it. She could see his potential his true self. The master, the sexually cunning man waiting to brake free. And she had just the pet to set him free. Runa had been waiting for her new master for a long while now. She was rare and Madam just new that this young man this future master was what she truly needed. "Dana be a good girl and tell Runa that he is here won't you." she smiled as Dana pouted but jumped at the sudden comment, "Are you sure....? I mean yes Madam." she skipped off a soft giggle filled the air. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; "Why don't you tell me why such a handsome man such as yourself is so sad." she sat next to him as she placed a hand on his lap. 
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 14:36:25</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Eric couldn't help but blink, feeling slightly uncomfortable as she stared into his eyes. But for some reason, he seemed unable to look away, as though he were getting lost int he depths of her gaze, almost seeming to forget to breath, or feel embarrassed. He couldn't even look aside when she spoke of... Runa? He didn't know who that was... But as she let his chin, and sat down, he'd shift slightly, torn between a slight awkward feeling, and kind of enjoying the pressure of her hand on his lap, the virginal flesh beneath her fingers twitching slightly with young virility.<br><br>&nbsp;"h... handsome? no, I'm not..." a slight blush would paint his features, though considerably slighter than the others had been, "... sad? I..." as if being forced to think about it made him sad, he'd seem to get a little sadder yet. "... alone..." it seemed that the single word was all he truly needed to say to convey what made him sad. He had no friends to speak of, let alone a girl to spend time with.... he didn't even have any real family.... an Uncle that had taken him in when his parents died, and rather than deal with him shipped him off to the magical academy... where he's lived for almost as long as he can remember.<br><br>&nbsp;All in all, he was pretty much uttelry alone in life.
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				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 05:29:07</strong>
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				<br>The Madam smiled softly and stroked his hair,” Alone...one is never alone when you truly look close enough. Sometimes you just need to find that right person." she looked him over and leaned against the counter, " And you are very handsome, you have a strength in you that you haven't found yet." she took a deep breath and looked to the side,” Three, two, one..." with that Dana came bouncing up to her side,” Madam...Runa is up and ready doubtfully but ready. But she said something about her toes tingling...?" she giggled<br><br>"Thank you Dana that will be all, why don't you get a treat for yourself." she smiled and turned back to the man in front of her," I didn't catch your name." she spoke as she stroked his robes.
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 12:06:43</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Eric would blink a bit at her, doubtful that he was handsome, or that he had a strength within him. But at the stroke of her fingers through his hair, he found that he kind of enjoyed the contact, and almost be felt subtly pressing into the touch. But then she looked sideways, and he blushed slightly, though his eyes would glance that way as well, wondering what was up. But then the countdown, and the beautiful bartender appeared, and he sorta blinked, looking back at the woman, wondering how she knew that was going to happen.<br><br>&nbsp;"... Eric... you?"<br><br>&nbsp;He didn't give a last name, since for what little family he had, he could pretty much make his last name anything he wanted, and it wouldn't matter. He'd feel the pressure of movement on his robes, and wouldn't do much but sit there and accept the light strokes.<br><br>&nbsp;"who is... Runa?" curiosity making him ask.
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				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 03:00:55</strong>
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				Madam smiled and leaned in close, "Runa is someone very special, someone who has been in my care for a very long time now. Someone who has been waiting....waiting for you if I'm not mistaken.' she looked him over looking him over judging his reaction. <br><br>.............<br><br><br>Runa was far within the building hidden from view hidden from others that would harm or steal her away. She was the last of her kind, a hidden treasure. She sat on the swing that Madam Airea had placed in there for her. Dana had run up all excited about some man that Madam Airea wanted her to meet. She didn't know why, her match hadn't come yet and at this point she was sure he never would. But .... her toes were tingling, she smiled as she swung higher waiting to see what was in store for her.
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 03:34:01</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Blinking for a moment, he'd give a slight shake of his head, listening to her words, shaking his head a and slightly turning his head away.<br><br>&nbsp;"Waiting for me? Why would someone I don't know be waiting for me? That doesn't make any sense..."<br><br>&nbsp;For a moment, he'd be confused, but then would look at her, pondering.<br><br>&nbsp;"Taking care of? Is she... your daughter? Or daughter of a friend?"<br><br>&nbsp;Obviously thinking it more of a motherly taking care of..... or maybe it was more of a...... slave thing? &lt;_&lt;
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				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 04:37:29</strong>
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				Madam looked him over and smiled, " No not a daughter just....a lost friend of sorts. Hers is a story that takes time to tell." She looked at him with thoughtfull eyes." she could feel with in him the hidden aura within. He had within him the power to not only to protect, enjoy, control, teach, learn from and in the end love her special little Runa. " Please I am not trying to push, I just know what it is I see in you. I can see your potential and strength." trying to instill confidence in him not trying to scare him off. He was at the moment still young and hidden behind the walls he had long since put up.
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 06:12:25</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;For a few moments, Eric would would simply look at her, though really not seeming to believe her at all. {art of him was growing more and more curious about this Runa, as well as this woman as well. But the other half of him was telling him that he should realy just stand up, and leave, and get away from this seemingly crazy lady, and weird, unknown place.<br><br>&nbsp;He'd slowly turn, pulling away from her touch, his back towards the bar, and would make as if getting ready to take to his feet, and more than likely leave.<br><br>&nbsp;"I.... had... better go...... its late...."<br><br>&nbsp;Though it was really just an excuse, since he had no classes in the morning... it was just a defense mechanism in an attempt to get out of a situation he wasn't used to.
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				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 06:33:42</strong>
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				<br><br>"Please don't run because your shy, or don't understand. I promise you I'm not planning to steal you away, or take advantage." she did not touch him not wanting to scare him off. But not wanting him to leave. She was sure he was the one, that his aura matched Runa's.... She had been alone for so long. Being the last true dryad the first tree, the tree that was long lost in Garden of Eden. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; "Please, I promise if you wish to leave after we are done talking you may. I will even give you free nights stay all the food and drink you can handle. And your choice of my beautiful girls if you wish." she tried to talk to him. Her voice start to sound as smooth as velvet that soothed across his skin urging him to turn him back around.
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 02:28:15</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Eric would fully stand up, before her words would catch him. For a moment, embarrassment would flood him that she seemed to know exactly why it was he seemed ready to leave. But then at her offer at the end, he'd turn slightly, looking towards her... before gaze would flicker sidelong towards the bombshell bartender, as if considering what she said, blushing momentarily... but then, slowly, he'd sit back down, facing the bar, both hands resting in his lap, and wouldn't say much of anything, glancing sidelong towards the Madam.<br><br>&nbsp;"... so...."<br><br>&nbsp;He really didn't have much to say, so left it pretty open for her to say anything she had the desire to.
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				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 08:59:55</strong>
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				The Madam smiled seeing him sit back down, "So...Would you like to take a walk with me?"&nbsp; she asked standing her hand finding his arm, "As I said their is someone I want you to meet, but first I think I should explain more about this before I scare you any further." she teased him as she waved Dana back to her side. "Ready my private study, Would you like something to eat? Eric right..." she asked her eyes sparkling as if they were asking him to fallow her. Dana smiled nibbled on her lower lip as she looked the boy over like a meal she was starving for.
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 14:28:39</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Eric would feel her take his arm, and after a moment, he'd slowly stand up, and nod. He felt Dana's eyes on him, but wouldn't really do much of it, pondering the idea of food. At the mention of it, his stomach would grumble slightly at the mention of food.<br><br>&nbsp;"... anything you have on hand is fine, thank you..."<br><br>&nbsp;He wasn't going to be all that picky, not wanting to really impose on anyone for something as simple as a meal. But he'd easily move after the Madam as she led him to wherever she was going, as well as listening to what she had to say, since most of the interactions seemed to be on her side, since she was the one really wanting to convince him of something at this point.
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				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 07:50:17</strong>
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				The Madam reached her study and opened the door. As they entered you could see wall to wall floor to ceiling books. The room was huge and seamed to go on forever. In the middle of it all was a interrogate round table. "You can have anything you could wish, It is what I do you know. So tell me Eric what is it that your feeling for. You must have some favorite meal. What is it?" she asked as she closed the door behind her. <br><br>.........<br><br>&nbsp;Runa closed her eyes her body feeling tense and on fire all of sudden. Her mind clear and open to all that was around her. She could sense something.... but wasn't sure what it was. Not being able to truly feel anything beyond her room massive as it was. It was bound and protected proventing anything and anyone unwanted from entering. But a side affect was that it kept her from being able to truly feel the earth around her. She missed the connection missed feeling the sun on her skin and the freedom it brought. The idea of her protector of her other half or master being near made her hope for more.
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 14:25:03</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Eric would step into the study, and would stop for a moment, blinking, looking at all the books... and for the first time since he's talked to the Madam, there was actually a spark of real life in his eyes. He apparently really enjoyed books, though considering he went to the school of magic, it was understandable. He'd look around, moving towards one of the shelves of books, and began to sorta browse over the names of the books.<br><br>&nbsp;"huh? oh... uh... favorite meal? uh... I like... lots of foods. Just depends on how their made, I guess..."<br><br>&nbsp;He really couldn't think of a single food he liked above all others, though his attention was on the thought only a few moments as he lightly stroked fingers over the spines of the lined books, thinking this study might easily rival the library at the school, which he'd already frequented quite a bit.
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				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 02:51:56</strong>
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				She smiled as he looked over her books, "I have most anything you could imagine, even a select view you can't." she walked behind him leaning in close her breast pressing against his back.&nbsp; Leaning in to whisper into his ear, "You can have anything you want here, it's my job and pleasure to meet your every need. " she laughed softly and stepped back walking to her large table. "Anything you want no matter how it is prepaired we can make it, so please name it and it's yours.' she tried to make him as comfortable as possible. Wanting his energy to be high and relaxed when he met Runa.
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 04:33:28</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Eric would feel the sudden pressure of her against his back, and would shift slightly, though he'd pause again at the feel of her breasts, soft yet firm against his back. He'd blush, though he wouldn't make an attempt at moving away, somehow finding the feel of them kinda... nice. Though likely its hormones working as they were prone to do.<br><br>&nbsp;"... I..." <br><br>&nbsp;For a few moments, he'd listen to her words of having anything he wanted, and would look at the book, thinking seriously. Sighing very softly, he'd put the book back on the shelf, and give a shake of his head slightly. He didn't really want anything to eat... and despite all this female attention, between the Madam and the bartender making his hormones start to fully awaken and go a lil crazy... <br><br>&nbsp;"... just want to be happy..."<br><br>&nbsp;It was a sad thing to think, but Eric couldn't honestly remember the last time he'd really been happy.&nbsp; Sure, he might smile when someone said something funny, or give a slight laugh for the same reason... but the true feeling of complete happiness was not something he can remember feeling... ever.
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				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 08:07:26</strong>
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				The Madam came up behind him running her hand along his arm to his hand. "Happiness I may be able to help with, or at least try too." she smiled softly as she whispered inside his ear. "Very good choice of books, " she reached up grasping the one right next to it noting how close he truly was to the right one, " But I prefer this one." as she took the book the golden writing started to swirl. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;She handed it to him, "What do you think....?" she stood back against the shelf waiting for his answer. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 19:09:20</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Glancing sidelong at her for a moment, he'd accept the book, and look at it, as if ready to read it. But then the golden script would begin to swirl about, as if magic... or as if the letters were alive. Glancing at her for a moment, wondering if this was some kind of trick, he'd look back at it, and focus a little on it. But the swirling kept going, though slowly something legible was seen in the midst of it, at least to his eyes.<br><br>&nbsp;"A... Amb.... Ambrosia?"<br><br>&nbsp;He'd say it questioningly, glancing to her to see if she knew at all of which he spoke, though glancing back down at the book, that appeared to really be the -only- word on the front of it... a title of some kind? He honestly didn't know, but again gaze was cast towards the Madam.<br><br>&nbsp;"... whats it about?"
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				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 07:17:02</strong>
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				The Madam almost gasped but stopped herself when she heard him speak, "So that's her true name, I should have know it would something so inticing." she looked at him stepping closer. "You really are meant for her aren't you." she smiled and placed her hands on his. " I know this is confusing and all to fast, but she has been waiting for far to long. Your much older spirit then you realise." she mused looking him over as he stared at the book. "Do you feel anything?" <br><br>......... <br><br>As Ambrosia swung on her swing her eyes suddenly widened her mouth opened as if to say something but nothing came out. Her body stiffened and the swing came to a compleat stop, "Master...." was all she got out before the energy was released from her body like a flood flowing through and out of the room. Her body falling to the floor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 20:51:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Eric would just look at her, kind of like she was a little off her roker. But when she asked if he felt anything, he'd look around for a moment, as if waiting for something to happen... and then would shake his head in the negative.<br><br>&nbsp;"No... I don..."<br><br>&nbsp;His words would suddenly cut off momentarily, looking around for a moment, his eyes a bit sharper than they had been before. He'd lift a hand, and would shake it, frowning slightly, and then looked at her.<br><br>&nbsp;"w... what did you do? My... body... its feeling warm and tingling..."<br><br>&nbsp;The warm, tingling sensation would soon course through the entirety of his body, startling him, causing him to fall to his knees, body trembling as this weird sensation coursed through him... but after a few heartbeats, it would slowly disappear, leaving the boy sweating slightly, trembling from the force of... whatever it had been. And slowly, he'd work at regaining his feet, his knees a little weak.<br><br>&nbsp;"That... was.... weird..." <br><br>&nbsp;His head would turn slightly, looking around for the room for a moment, until he was facing a wall, and looked as if looking through it, and slightly downwards.<br><br>&nbsp;"There's.... something.... there."<br><br>&nbsp;He didn't know what it was... but he knew something was in that direction, through the ground and walls... He would probably simply pass it off as a lucky guess, or momentary intuition, though in reality, the magic in the book had flooded him, and gave him the ability to find what it was he was fated to own... what was his alone.<br><br>&nbsp;Eric would just look at the Madam for a moment, confusion kind of prominent in his gaze, not surprising, given what had just happened all in the manner of a minute.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 07:38:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Madam smiled and helped him steady himself, "Yes there is, come I think there is someone you should meet. She has been waiting far to long." she smiled at him genuinely. Taking his hand and walking him to the far wall, it a painting a magnificent garden with a huge beautiful tree that stood in the middle of all of it. "Come this way." as she spoke she stepped forward threw the painting the colors bent and blended allowing her to enter and pass to the other side freely.<br><br><br><br>..............<br>http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/Dryad_by_Klodi.jpg (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/Dryad_by_Klodi.jpg)<br>Ambrosia laied silent eyes closed on the cool grassy ground in here false garden The Madam had made for her. It was beautiful and seemed full of life. Like something from a mid Summer nights dream. Her body barely covered in vines and flowers was coursing with unreleased energy. She could feel her body shaking from need of something but she couldn't remember what. "master...." past softly from her lips again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 20:53:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Eric would slowly be led to the picture, and would look around, somewhat nervously, but seeing her step through it, he'd steel himself, and step in after her, still holding the hand of the Madam, since honestly he had not a lot else to do but simply follow her lead.<br><br>&nbsp;(*sorry for crappy post...just not a lot Eric could do at the moment*)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 21:35:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Madam held his hand while she entered the garden, "Runa..." smiling she corrected herself, "Ambrosia...."she called out as they walked. Looking about "Truth be told I'm not sure if she will answer to her true name... her memories are so shattered pure girl. When I found her..." she stopped looking down sadness crossing her face for a moment. "But you will change that. The only thing she truly remembered was that she needed to find him....you. Have you ever heard of the Dryad Eric?" stopping she turned the sent of wild flowers over flowing the area. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 23:39:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Eric would look around for a few moments, looking at the expanse of garden that was hidden away, finding it rather beautiful. He'd turn his focus back to her when she spoke of Run... Ambrosia. Apparently they were the same person. She needed to find him? Why? Eric wasn't a special person by any means... in his own estimation, he was less than special... less than average.<br><br>&nbsp;But at her question, he'd give a slight nod of his head. "A Dryad is a spirit of a tree... a magical creature. Why?" Looking at her curiously, though even as he waited for an answer, his eyes would drift away from her, looking around. He didn't know why, but that feeling was back... there was something in this room that seemed to pull at him... he just couldn't tell quite where it was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 00:11:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Madam smiled, "Yes they are, but because of what we as a people have done to this world they are all but gone. Ambrosia is the last of her kind." taking a deep breath she started to walk through the thick jungle that surrounded them. "She is alone in this world, the last true free spirit. You were her keeper her protector....her master." turning to look at him for a moment." It a past life at least, I'm not sure what saprated you both. But what ever it was took your life and nearly stole hers. I found her Several decades ago torn and...." she closed her eyes at the image that came before her eyes. " I brought her here, to my home. Once I found out what she was you can image the ideas flowing through my mind. What she would be worth to so many, but...I couldn't she was so fragile then so beautiful." looking around her she brushed aside a branch, " Did you know the gods used to forbid us from harming trees because of the Dryads. If we harmed the tree we in turn harmed them. But being cruel and stupid we have all but rid the world of them. Nothing but empty bark now. Hers is the last tree left, the only forbidden tree. The one spoken of in the garden of Eden." she stopped a worried look on her face as she looked about. "It is odd Ambrosia never hides from me, she usually comes out right away. Where could she be.....?" Ambrosia!" she called again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 00:20:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Eric would blink for a few moments as he listened to the Madam speak. He was... her Master? From a past life? He didn't particularly know about all of that. But he'd look at the Madam's backside a moment as she spoke of looking for the girl, and that she was apparently hiding.<br><br>&nbsp;For a few moments, Eric would slowly look around, feeling a tingle on his skin, looking through the foilage... something was here. Without looking at the Madam, he'd slowly step forward, into a random patch of the jungle area, moving towards where he thought the feeling was coming from... almost as if he were drawn to Ambrosia, which he slightly was, in a way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 00:38:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ambrosia laid her body almost glowed with a soft golden hue. The energy coursing through her veins like electricity unable finish the circuit. Bouncing back and forth begging to be released. Her heart raced, her chest rising and falling with her gasping breath. Turning on her back her eyes fluttering barley open, she tried to speak to call out to the voice she heard near by. Her body begging to move to run to be released but her mind keeping her put as if she were not aloud to leave where she was. <br><br>&nbsp; "Ambrosia....this is very strange...she is never one to be shy. Eric...do you perhaps seance something, anything?" turning to him concern in her eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 00:54:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Eric wouldn't say anything immediately, looking through the jungle. He'd slowly move through it, as if drawn to something, just wondering what it was that was causing this reaction in his flesh. But after a few moments, he'd push into a small clearing, and would stop, looking to the center of it, where the form of a female simply lay there... she was very beautiful, but something seemed wrong.<br><br>&nbsp;"I... think I found her."<br><br>&nbsp;He called to the Madam, not saying anything else, not moving to the girl yet. But once the Madam was there, he'd move forward, part excited, part sorta scared for some reason, even as a hand reached forward to gently brush her arm, as if to test if she really was there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 01:07:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ambrosia's body reacted to his touch like it was a shock to her system. Her hold body tensing as her back arched up pushing her breast up a gasping moan passing through her lips. The energy almost arcing to his hand from her body. <br><br>&nbsp; Madam gasped upon seeing her and was by side in a second. reaching out to touch her a shock of energy sparked against her hand,"OW...I can't touch her, it seems only you can. But I guess that makes seance doesn't it." she looked at him not sure what to do never having seen Ambrosia like this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 01:10:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Eric would jerk his hand back, feeling the arc of energy, although it hadn't been painful. He'd look at the Madam, and then look back, not having any freaking clue as to what to do, considering he was the only one who could touch her, but he didn't know how to make her feel better.<br><br>&nbsp;After a moment, he did the only real thing he could think of, he'd reach down, and pick her up to pull her into his lap, sitting her up a bit, as if to see if that might help, wondering if her position was causing it...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 01:22:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ambrosia felt her body being pulled felt the energy connect and flow freely. Her hands slowly finding there way to his body feeling along his frame. The energy flowing between them from every touch every inch they shared. But there was still to much between them. Her mind pushed her claiming him as her own, giving herself to him. It had already done it before they energy had already been combind it was just needing to get reaquated shall we say. Her body shaking softly in his lap as the energy passed between them. Her eyes fluttered open there striking bright green looking up at him so soft so beautiful, "Master..." her voice chimed like soft bells as her body almost wiggled in his arms antions and excited from his touch. <br><br>Madam looked taken a back as she watched the energy flow between them. Seeing his breaths grow faster as her body reacted to his sudden touch. "Maybe it's just you she needs..." she spoke softly standing. She would have time to speak to them later for now they need time together to sort out "things". She thoughts as she smiled to herself slowly backing away watching as the boys eyes closed as Ambrosia hands fussed with the many layers of cloths he hand trying to get skin to skin contact.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 01:36:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Eric would faintly be aware of the Madam backing away, but his attention would be taken by the girl that was in his lap, feeling her hands pushing away at his clothing, both top and shirt beneath button up in the front, so easily opened to give her full access to his torso. But he could only partially focus on her, feeling the energy flowing between them... it wasn't painful, it was just....... different. He didn't really know how else to say it.<br><br>&nbsp;"... Ambrosia..."<br><br>&nbsp;The word was whispered softly from his lips, his hands resting almost lazily upon her, not really sure what to do. He didn't know this girl, so he wasn't going to exactly grope, or really touch her... she thought she knew him, but regardless of the information, he still didn't know her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 01:49:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned when he said her name it sounded like haven coming from his lips. She wanted to suck&nbsp; and taste be part of that haven. Her mind fuzzy just wanting more needing more. Finding his body and angry his very sent all so familiar. Her hands felt the tingle when they finely found his bare skin beneath them, tracing the muscle he hidden beneath to many layers of clothing for her taste. Her body already responding to him calling begging form him. Running her hand up around his neck she pulled herself up to where she was sitting in his lap. Her hand running up as her fingers tangled in his hair. The energy running wild through her now flashing to him her pleasure pulsing to him sending to him her needed. The sensation her body was having intensified through him being felt through a well as his through her. Pressing herself against him her bare stomach touching his her lips hovering a mere breaths away from his, "master..." she whispered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 00:56:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Eric would stare down into her, feeling the energy that was pulsing between them, and staring into her eyes, feeling her lips so close, the soft whisper of 'master', he'd move, not quite sure as to why, but he'd suddenly close the small distance between them, his lips suddenly pressing firmly against hers, giving hsi first, and most passionate kiss of his life, to this girl that seemed to draw something out in him.<br><br>&nbsp;The kiss would be held until he seemed unable to get any air, finally breaking the connection to pant softly, staring into her eyes, his own half-closed, as if tired, though there was a spark of something much different in his eyes as he gazed upon her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 03:14:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she kissed him her passion and energy she had been saving for him was tapped. The connection made her body responded knowing his all to well. Her hand pulling at his cloths wanting more of him to touch and taste. Moving her legs so she was straddling his lap her flower skirt riding up to reveal her lush upper thighs. As she let his hand roam what skin she had exposed. Her eyes opened to meet his almost a spark with the need she had for him, "Master...please...master..." her body felt like it was on fire and every touch every inch of flesh that connected just fed that fire.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 15:58:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;The kiss would be broken, and he'd lean back slightly, his own eyes opening to stare into the depths of hers. And just as hers, his own was starting to show a spark of the growing desire she was enflaring within him. But his body was torn... part of him drawn to her, something about her pulling at his very core... but another part tried to fight it a bit. After all, he didn't even -know- this girl, let alone have any right to kiss her, or do anything more... which is what she very much seemed to be hinting at.<br><br>&nbsp;"..w...wha.....t....?" <br><br>&nbsp;It was a stumbled, mumbling question, as if he honestly had no idea what it was she wanted. His clothing woudl be pretty easy to remove, his jacket and shirt easily shed, leaving his torso bare. The pants would be harder, especially given how her sexy bottom was currently seated within it, as well as the bulge that caused it to be worn tighter than normal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 07:34:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned her hands pulling at his cloths opening them exposing his chest to her. "Master...please...I need you...it has been so long I need you." she pressed her hands face to his chest her lips finding his warm skin. She licked and kissed along his chest as her hands worked up to his shoulder pushing his robes further off of him. Her body shaking with need, the energy looking for every connection point it could find. Like static bursting along the skin she couldn't get enough, yet it just wasn't enough she needed more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>16-08-2009, 16:45:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;His shirt and jacket would be completely pushed off, leaving his torso completely bare. He had a lean muscle structure, in somewhat good shape. All this left him in were his pants, boots, and his belt with pouches. But he'd look down at her, hearing her words, and would give the slightest shake of his head, a slight bit of confusion entering into his mind.<br><br>&nbsp;"... n... need me how?"<br><br>&nbsp;Obviously, he didn't seem to fully grasp what it was she wanted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 03:24:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shook her head her body shaking as she took his hand and guided it down her body. Lower down her stomach the energy fallowing as she did. "I need you...I haven't felt you in so long. Haven't been near you in so long, haven't had you for so long. Please master...take me...claim me once again..make me yours" she took his hand and slide it under what little skirt she had sliding it to her wet waiting sex settling his hand over it so he could cup it and feel her need. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>20-09-2009, 09:13:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>&nbsp;Needless to say, he'd just blush to the point that it might almost leave no blood left to make his cock firm. He felt the silken flesh of her body against his hand, as well as the wet heat of her desire against his palm, pressed there by her own hands. Experimentally, a single finger move would, stroking across the lips, even as his eyes remained locked upon her face, as if afraid that, if he blinked, she might vanish, and this would only wind up being some kind of sex dream/fantasy.<br><br>&nbsp;"... claim you? Your... mine?"<br><br>&nbsp;It was a question... apparently, the fact that all of this was happening kind of caught the boy off guard. He wasn't an idito by any means, but this was a lot to take in at one moment. But the throbbing bulge in his pants spoke that his body knew what to do, even if his mind was having problems wrapping itself around the words.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re:  His Guide to Life (Antone and CurvyKitten)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>20-09-2009, 09:27:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned when he slipped on finger inside her her hand pushing harder against his urging...wanting more from him. Her body hurt it need him so bad, " AHH..yes..all yours...I always was...Please..master.." she opened her eyes looking into his pure love and need filled them. Her hand gripped his shoulder as she started to shake in his lap. "I've missed you so much...please.." 
			</dd>
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