A Highly Frowned Upon Love (wolventears & Wolfy)
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				Title: <strong>A Highly Frowned Upon Love (wolventears &amp; Wolfy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>23-04-2014, 21:36:19</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Torrence Adams</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s91/hislipsonmine/crawling_zpsf4whfypx.jpg) (http://s150.photobucket.com/user/hislipsonmine/media/crawling_zpsf4whfypx.jpg.html)</div></div><br>Torrence, also known as Torr, walked through the almost considered rundown and ghetto neighborhood. She looked around at the walls of the buildings, admiring them for the charm they held, even if other "normal people" didn't see it. And sadly, it all looked just like any other street. Small shops here and there, a bakery, a restaurant, even a store that specialized in children. But, since it was considered to be inhabited by lowlifes and people below regular civilization, the money needed to be put into it, to keep it where it should be, the city denied it. <br><br>It pissed her off to no end. She had thought that the human species had gotten over the race card, but she was proven wrong over and over again. These anthros, beings who were a humanoid version of their animal counterparts, didn't choose to be like this. Just like the African Americans, Asians, or even Europeans, didn't choose to be born the way they looked. <br><br>Hell, even she was called a ginger because of her damn red hair. And if she was told how "fiery" she was supposed to be by one more guy, she'd show him just how much with a punch to the face. <br><br>It didn't help that she was exhausted after picking up the book she had been looking for forever. She had finally found it in an anthro bookstore. The other book store she had gone too, the clerk who had looked it up had stated where it was, but quickly followed it by a "I wouldn't go there if I were you, though. Those animals are disgusting and it's probably in bad condition."<br><br>She had to snort at that. It was actually in the best condition she had ever seen a book. <br><br>Smelling the scent of freshly brewed coffee, she picked up her pace and walked into the small café. She, of course, was the only human inside, but that didn't really upset her. She walked passed a table full of what looked to be birds of some kind and went to the counter. She smiled at the cat at the register. A pretty calico who had a pink chocker around her orange throat. <br><br>After ordering a cappicuino, she was told to go ahead and have a seat and the drink would be brought out to her. She paid and went to find a table. <br><br>Sitting down, she felt her cell vibrate in her pocket. She pulled it out and looked at the screen. It was a text from Randall.<br><br><strong>The stuff you've left at my apartment<br>I packed up in a box.<br>I'll drop it off at your mothers.</strong><br><br>They had only broken up literally five hours ago, and he was already packing her stuff up. Tears filled her eyes. How could she have ever thought she loved him? He was as bad as her parents. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Highly Frowned Upon Love (wolventears &amp; Wolfy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfy</strong> on <strong>25-04-2014, 18:55:19</strong>
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				It was a day like any other, a day in which a young Wolf Anthro (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v126/Wolfy4225/some_random_anthro_wolf_by_cinnatre.jpg~original) yawned sleepily, shifting in his bed as an alarm clock blared in the background. A strong hand silenced the device and he slowly got up and out of bed, stretching in his nude form, fur covering every inch of a muscular body. Scratching his rump, the Anthro male made his way over to the small bathroom of his tiny, two room apartment. A shoddy shower awaited him, and he brushed his teeth. Blue eyes stared back into the face of Sam as he brushed, before spitting out the water and toothpaste into the sink. Climbing into the shower, he washed himself with a special shampoo that had been formulated for his species, to give his fur a clean, silky look rather than dirty and matted. He climbed out of the shower after making sure his fur was clean of soap, and moved on to the next part of his routine....the several moments of drying his fur with a small hair-dryer. While Anthro's were second class citizens and generally lived on their own, even they didn't enjoy the smell of wet dog, after all.<br><br>Moving on, he got dressed in a white T-shirt and jean pants that were ripped at the knees...not because of fashion, but simply because it was all that he could afford. At least they were clean, though...that was important. Moving out into the hallway and locking his door, Sam went past a few neighbors to the elevator, taking it down to street level. He arrived and moved out to his car, a beat up old thing that at least got him from point A to B, though it certainly wouldn't impress anyone. Driving over to his job at the Cafe, Sam parked in the back and entered through the back as well, waving to the cat owner as he put on an apron and hat between his wolf-ears. <br><br>Yes, it was a totally normal day, just like any other....until she walked in. Red haired, pale and soft skin, a human customer was something Sam hadn't seen for a while. Tattoos on her arms made her stand out, a form of marking or fashion that was unique to humans...sure, Anthros could shave their fur, but it was never so permanent. She ordered something from the owner, no doubt some kind of coffee with their particular product, and the Cat owner moved back to hand off the owner, noticing that Sam was staring at the human woman. "Here big guy. At least this will give you an excuse to talk to her and get shot down like normal." She said in a catty voice and a smirk, thrusting the order into his hands. Sam blinked for a moment, before nodding, "Shot down? Hah....I never get shot down, Rebecca...you should know that." Sam said with a smirk and a wink. The cat rolled her eyes and shook her head, moving away from him to tend to another customer. Sam made the human woman's Cappuccino with extra care, and moved out from behind the counter to deliver it to her.<br><br>Once he was at the table, however, he noticed that she had her phone out, and seemed to be on the verge of tears. "You look like you're having a bad day.." Sam said to Torr very gently as he sat her cappuccino down in front of her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Highly Frowned Upon Love (wolventears &amp; Wolfy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>25-04-2014, 19:47:36</strong>
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				She slid her eyes up as a deep voice rolled over her. And what she saw was definitely something. A wolf with grey and white fur, that looked so soft, she wanted to run her hands through it. But what struck her the most, were the eyes. A pale blue, they called her attention. She wiped the tears from her own and forced a smile to curve her lips. <br><br>"You could say that," she said with a shrug. "And thank you for bringing me my cappuccino." She picked up the cup and took a sip. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of the hot liquid sliding down her throat and into her belly, warming her up from the inside out. This had to be some of the best cappuccino she had ever had. She'd have to come back to this café. <br><br>"This is really good," she said, her eyes opening and once again sliding up his body. And even though he wore clothing, she could tell it was a well muscled body underneath. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Highly Frowned Upon Love (wolventears &amp; Wolfy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfy</strong> on <strong>26-04-2014, 08:04:35</strong>
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				Sam smiled back as Torr forced a smile to her lips, and didn't seem to notice her checking out his muscular body. "I'm glad you think so, since I'm the one that made it." Sam said with a soft smile, his tail moving slightly behind him. He held it at bay from wagging, not only finding it a bit embarrassing but also troublesome to the other customers. Sam was about to say something else to Torr, when Rebecca called out to him to get back to work. Rolling his eyes, he shook his head and smiled again to Torr, "Boss is calling...nice to meet you, though." Sam said, doing a little pen work on his tray. He left Torr a piece of paper, a receipt for her purchase....though on the back he had scribbled his name along with a phone number. Possibly a bold move, but the Wolf wasn't known for subtlety, after all. He moved away from her without another word, to service other customer's within the cafe and to let Torr think on the phone number she had just been given. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Highly Frowned Upon Love (wolventears &amp; Wolfy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>27-04-2014, 21:28:31</strong>
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				When he left the receipt on her table, she smile in thanks, a real smile curving her lips. She had noticed him scribbling on it before laying it before he. Curious, she picked it up and turned it over. She expected maybe some kind of advise or something along those lines, but not the 10 digit number on the back. She looked up at the wolf who was serving a cat couple, looked like lions to be exact, just across the room from her.<br><br>She folded the receipt and placed it in her purse. Sipping her cappucinno, she stayed for about 15 minutes more, her eyes following the wolf as he worked in the café. When she finished, she stood and walked out of the shop to go home. <br><br>In her apartment, she just sat at her little dining table, the receipt with the wolf's number laying in front of her. She sat there, just staring at it, for hours it seemed. And sure enough, looking over at the clock on the microwave, she had been staring at it for two hours to be exact. <br><br>She had pulled the book she had bought, and even opened it, but it just laid on the table much like the receipt, her mind asking one question over and over again. Should she make the call? <br><br>Yes, he was an anthro, but she found herself really attracted to him and really wanting to see him again. <br><br>So, she pulled her phone out of her pocket and picked up the paper. She dialed the number, putting the phone to her ear, her heart thumping eratically in her chest as it rung. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Highly Frowned Upon Love (wolventears &amp; Wolfy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfy</strong> on <strong>28-04-2014, 03:15:24</strong>
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				Sam was just finishing up another order when his phone began to ring in his pocket. He smirked to Rebecca as he handed over the order that had been placed, "I'm going on break. Be back in 15." Sam said to her. Rebecca only rolled her eyes again, shaking her head. "If you think it's that human girl, prepare to be disappointed. Knowing you, it's some debt collector," Rebecca said in a purring voice, her tail swishing behind her. Sam shook his head as he took off his Apron and laid it aside, "Debt collector? I've never been in debt at all, and you know that." Sam said with a smirk. He crossed out the back and into the alleyway outside of the cafe, quickly picking up his phone from his pocket just as the fourth ring hit. Flipping it open, Sam could hear the person on the other line, the soft breathing. "Hello? This is Sam." He said with that same deep voice that Torr had heard previously, a voice that could send a shiver through anyone, though depending on his words, that shiver could be heaven or hell.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Highly Frowned Upon Love (wolventears &amp; Wolfy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>28-04-2014, 04:51:57</strong>
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				She was wondering if he'd pick up but on the fourth ring, his deep voice came over the line. She couldn't help but smile. <br><br>"Hi, Sam. You gave me your number earlier at. My name's Torrance by the way, you can call me Torr," she said,&nbsp; excitement the café.&nbsp; that she was talking to this wolf again.
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				Post by: <strong>Wolfy</strong> on <strong>28-04-2014, 07:42:14</strong>
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				"Hey, Torr huh? Cute." Sam said to Torr with a soft, tonal smile. "I was afraid I'd have to call you coffee girl for a little while." He said with a small laugh, "So yeah...sorry I couldn't talk much in person. Rebecca is a stickler for working on the clock." Sam said, his back resting against the brick side of the cafe building as he talked to Torr. "I know you were having a bad day today...I was wondering if you'd like to go out for a drink or something?" Sam asked her, hoping that she would say yes. They'd have to find something to do where he would be allowed in, though...which would hopefully not be a challenge.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>28-04-2014, 17:52:51</strong>
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				She knew she had a big goofy smile on her face and thank goodness he couldn't see it. "I'd like that. And we can go anywhere you would like to go," she said, giving him the choice, so they wouldn't have to deal with the racism and prejudice. She wanted him to know that she didn't have problems with anthros, even though since she had gotten coffee in an anthro café and even called him, he probably already knew that. But she still wanted him to see that to her, it didn't matter. <br><br>She scrubbed her hand down her face. Wow, she was really attracted to him. <br><br>Sure, she had found some cute before, their animal counterparts being adorable, but with him, it was deeper and much more than just thinking he was cute. She found herself attracted to him like a woman was to a man. 
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				Post by: <strong>Wolfy</strong> on <strong>29-04-2014, 00:39:33</strong>
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				"Cool, I know a good place down the road from the Cafe." Sam said to Torr with the same big, goofy smile on his face. He was glad that she had called, as he had found her pretty cute while sitting in the cafe. Her smile was to die for, and the fact that she didn't seem to have a problem with anthros was also certainly a plus. "So I guess I'll pick you up tonight?" Sam asked her calmly, knowing that his break would be over soon...or at least knowing that Rebecca would be telling him to get back to work soon.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>29-04-2014, 00:49:01</strong>
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				"You can, if you're comfortable with coming into this part of the city. I live in the north area. People are kind of dicks over here. You know what? I don't want to start our night off with that kind of negativity, so, how about I just meet you at the café? Say around 7?" She really hoped he didn't take that the wrong way. She liked him, even if she had just met him.
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				Post by: <strong>Wolfy</strong> on <strong>29-04-2014, 01:15:53</strong>
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				Sam couldn't help but laugh as she said people in her area were dicks. "7 sounds great. I'll see you then." Sam said with a smile. Rebecca opened the back door and motioned for him to hurry up, and Sam sighed a little. "I have to go. See you at 7." Sam said quickly, soon hanging up the phone and returning to work with a renewed sense of vigor. Sam worked extra hard for the rest of the day, and by the time 7 had rolled around, he was off work and waiting for Torr. He sat within the Cafe, checking his cell phone for what seemed like the 8th or 9th time that night as he looked at the time, but it was just 7 pm. The sun had went down, and the city was alive already with nightlife as Nocturnal anthros began to come out and stir. Some were going to work, some just to party, but they were all a welcome sight on the streets as things became livelier. Sam smiled to a couple of bat-girls that looked in his direction as he continued to wait for Torr to come. 
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>29-04-2014, 01:41:47</strong>
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				After saying goodbye and hanging up the phone, she jumped up from her chair. It was a little after 3, but she had to get ready. And you know how girls do, especially when the date they are getting ready for involves a guy they are really interested in. <br><br>She hopped in the shower, shaved and made sure to wash super well. She wasn't even sure if anything would or could happen, but just in case. Then she spent like an hour looking through her closet. She finally decided on a pair of straight leg jeans and a nice red button up, with 3/4 sleeves and a black tank top underneath. She put on a pair of black lace boyshort panties and a matching black lace bra before slipping the clothes on. Then she slipped on her red low top Chuck Taylors. <br><br>In the bathroom, she dried her hair and put spray in conditioner to make it soft and sleek. Looking at the clock above the bathroom door, it was forty-five minutes till seven. It would take her thirty to get back to the anthro part of town. <br><br>She quickly grabbed her purse and keys and headed out. As she pulled into the parking lot and parked, the time read exactly seven. She quickly got out of her car and hurried to the café. Opening the door, it chimed as it opened, she looked around a smile curved her lips when she saw him sitting and waiting for him. She walked towards him. <br><br>"Hey," she said in greeting.
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				Post by: <strong>Wolfy</strong> on <strong>29-04-2014, 02:13:32</strong>
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				Sam's own lips curled in a smile that showed off canines and a long row of teeth on his snout. "Hey yourself." Sam said to Torr, getting up from his seat. "The mysterious coffee girl....you really look good." Sam said with a soft smile, unsure of what else to say...what else was there to say, really? She did look amazing, especially that vibrant red hair...some people would have called her fiery, but Sam refrained from it. She didn't look like the kind of girl that appreciated those kind of compliments. "So like I said on the phone, I know this really great place...it's a cool spot for Anthros to hang out, catch a drink, and dance." Sam said while his eyes subtly checked her out.&nbsp; They rested on hers after a moment. "Humans don't normally come there, so...you might get a look or two." Sam said with a small blush, though he certainly hoped she wouldn't find that strange.&nbsp; He held the door open to the Cafe, and smiled softly to Torr. "Let's get going...the night's young, as the bats would say..." Sam said with a small laugh.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>29-04-2014, 18:10:35</strong>
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				She smiled at his compliment. "Thanks."&nbsp; <br><br>She nodded as he spoke of the place they were going and followed him, thanking him when he held the door open for her. She laughed at his joke. <br><br>"Okay, I'm actually kind of excited. I've never been to an Anthro hang out. I've had Anthro friends, but never got invited out much by them. I'm thinking they were kind of scared to because of my parents." Her parents happened to be big protesters in the anti-Anthro "cause". Their names were well known. He probably knew who they were too. Which kind of made her glad she hadn't told him her last name yet. 
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				Post by: <strong>Wolfy</strong> on <strong>08-06-2014, 05:22:48</strong>
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				"Your parents, huh? They must be scary to keep us away." Sam said with a small laugh. The Club was already booming with a steady beat. There were all kinds of Anthros on the dance floor and at the bar, everything from cats to birds to even scaly lizards. Some of them glanced at Torr, though none of them lingered...except for the guys, of course. There were even a few humans at the club as well, standing out like oddities, though no one seemed to be staying away from them. Dancers danced in cages suspended from the ceiling, pole dancing or simply moving to the music, while neon lights flashed in stars and other patterns all along the walls and ceiling. Sam grinned to Torr, nodding to the bar, "Want a drink? The bartender doesn't card...we try to keep a different rule set here." Sam said to her matter-of-factly. "Or we could always dance, if you like." He said with a shrug of his shoulders. The wolf could cut-a-rug, as the saying went.&nbsp; He could also be quite protective, already scoping out a few potential guys that had been lingering on Torr a bit too long. Of course, if Torr happened to notice, there were a few female eyes on Sam as well, and some of them didn't seem pleased to see Torr at all, considering Sam was a regular at the club. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Highly Frowned Upon Love (wolventears &amp; Wolfy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-06-2014, 16:05:19</strong>
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				Torr looked around at everything and everyone. It was just like a standard human club, there were just Anthros around instead of&nbsp; humans, although there were a few here and there.<br><br>"Sure" she said as she followed him to the bar. She could feel the eyes on her, some from males who like what they saw and some, she could tell from females who weren't happy she was with the wolf. She couldn't blame them though, he was damn attractive, she just hoped it didn't lead to any kind of altercation. <br><br>Humans tended to not like Anthros,&nbsp; but it wasn't exactly one sided. Just like any racial fiasco, they disliked the humans for treating them the way they were. And there were a handful that didn't see them as anything different such as herself. <br><br>At the bar, she leaned on her elbows and looked over the selection that they had. There were quite a few things she didn't recognize, probably made specifically for Anthros. "So, I'm usually a rum and coke drinker but think I might try something different. What do you suggest?"
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