Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)
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				Title: <strong>Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-11-2008, 20:57:36</strong>
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				<strong>Twilight's Tale</strong><br><br>The slowest night of the week, on average, was Thursday.&nbsp; Tuesday and Wednesday weren't much better, but Thursday was the bottom of the trough as near as anyone could tell.&nbsp; All the girls resigned themselves to earning fewer tips, because there were fewer guys coming in to watch.&nbsp; Even worse, the ones here on the off night tended to be the real sleazeballs, pervos, and jerks.&nbsp; Common wisdom also held that several of the regulars were gangstas, made men, or redfellahs (depending on who you asked).<br><br>On the bright side, having a quiet night also meant that the girls all had a chance to try out new routines without the same pressure that they'd have if the place was packed wall to wall with sailors and horny frat boys looking to get an eyeful.<br><br>Not only was it a Thursday, but the air hung humid and heavy, pregnant with rain and prickly with the thunder that hadn't yet begun to roll across the sky.&nbsp; Bad weather would keep even most of the slimeball regulars out...which meant tips would be even worse.<br><br>Thus, Kalidah (or, to use her stage name, Twilight) might have been surprised when one of the other girls hurried back after her set to announce that there was a crowd out front...relatively speaking, anyway.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>13-11-2008, 22:23:29</strong>
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				The young woman was of obvious Arabic descent,&nbsp; with dusky colored flesh,&nbsp; caramel colored eyes that seemed to almost boarder on gold.&nbsp; Her hair, was long black and luxurious,&nbsp; stick straight,&nbsp; though a few strands of purple were apparent within those silken locks.&nbsp; Her lips were perfect,&nbsp; soft,&nbsp; kissable,&nbsp; with a hint of a soft shine and her eye lashes seem to go on for miles.&nbsp; Her body was soft,&nbsp; with rounded hips, a flat tummy with apparent hip bones,&nbsp; and large round breasts which were currently straining against a skimpy leather top.&nbsp; She was currently wearing little leather G-string and bondage boots.<br><br>Twilight,&nbsp; like any of the other girls wasn’t a big fan of Thursdays.&nbsp; Unfortunately,&nbsp; if you wanted the hot nights,&nbsp; you also got stuck with the crap ones.&nbsp; It was a fair trade in the end, even if it made these nights long, drawn out, and worthless when it came to cash.&nbsp; <br><br>The idea there was a crowd caused her to raise one of her finely arched eyebrows.&nbsp; Before she headed out the to stage and wrapped her hands around the pole.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-11-2008, 22:31:17</strong>
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				'Crowd' was indeed relative: there were fewer than twenty guys out front, and the club could seat almost a hundred.&nbsp; Half of them sat along the stage; big, tough, mean looking men who looked as likely to beat a woman as tip her well...<br><br>The others clustered around a pair of tables in the back, and just as the music started up Twilight realized that this was a meeting of some sort.&nbsp; So the tough guys were probably the security detail for the people meeting over there.<br><br>In the meantime, there was music, the dance, and maybe some good tips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>13-11-2008, 22:46:08</strong>
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				Twenty was better then five,&nbsp; and if this truly was some sort of meeting that meant there was at least a few big spenders in the crowd.&nbsp; Besides,&nbsp; there was no-one better at getting low lives to part with their cash.&nbsp; It was a gift,&nbsp; that her mother probably thought she was squandering.<br><br>So,&nbsp; she put on her best fake smile as a catlike grin parted from ear to ear,&nbsp; she allowed a bit of a soft rumbling purr to push up from her throat as her body began to weave back and fourth.&nbsp; It was slower then most of the girls,&nbsp; but her body moved in such a way that it allowed almost every inch of soft muscle to be seen before she slowly dropped to her knees and crawled towards the thickest part of the crowd.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-11-2008, 01:52:41</strong>
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				The first number was appropriately sticky, steamy...a low, slow beat that went straight to the primal core of the brain and hit the mating instinct with a sledgehammer.&nbsp; To Twilight's delight, the ugly mugs perched around the stage seemed perfectly free with the tips: perhaps they had chosen an 'off' night to make it easier for them to get their money's worth?<br><br>The second and third number were both faster.&nbsp; The fourth was another slow, sensuous instrumental with a heavy beat that would allow her to finish with a flourish--she'd argued with the deejay about that combination for a couple of weeks before he finally agreed to try it, back when she'd started.&nbsp; Now he refused to do anything else, at least for her sets.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>14-11-2008, 20:54:43</strong>
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				Twilight worked it as she always did, moving to the beast of the music allowing it to take a hold of her and lead her body in its dance.&nbsp; She smiled seductively as she went,&nbsp; enjoying the primal beating it brought to her chest and the money it thrust into her boots.&nbsp; Her amber eyes scanned the crowd.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-11-2008, 21:37:54</strong>
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				For a brief moment, Twilight's gaze rested on one unusual member of the meeting--one of the participants was a woman!&nbsp; At the same moment, the short-haired, biker-jacket clad butch turned to face the stage.&nbsp; Unexpectedly the dancer found her gaze held by the most intense green eyes she'd ever seen...and caught a whiff of amber under the usual funk of sweat and arousal common to any strip club.<br><br>What the...?<br><br>A moment later, the scent was gone again, and those incredible eyes had disappeared, turning away to focus on a question put to the woman by a wanna-be gangsta in a cheap suit.<br><br>Twilight's set ended after the fourth number, and she got an hour in between sets on a slow night unless some slimeball requested a personal dance, or a lap dance, or a shower scene...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>14-11-2008, 23:51:03</strong>
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				Twilight caught those odd green orbs, whose own gold oculars glistened slightly.&nbsp; The stranger would pick up the soft smell of dust and sand,&nbsp; and suddenly here the sound of a howling wind blowing across the sand dunes.&nbsp; Then the figure faded out,&nbsp; and she faded out and the set came to a close.&nbsp; She gave one last little flourish befond disappearing off the stage,&nbsp; paying the house its cut and taking a seat at the bar.&nbsp; The young woman order herself a dirty Martini and rested an elbow against the bar.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-11-2008, 03:03:13</strong>
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				Another dancer replaced her on stage.&nbsp; Music pumped out of the sound system, the men around the stage threw tips...<br><br>Halfway through the martini, one of the floor managers approached Twilight.<br><br>"Hey, honey, you up for a lap dance?&nbsp; Some guy's willing to pay triple if you'll do one.&nbsp; Only it isn't for him, if you get my drift."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>15-11-2008, 03:05:38</strong>
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				She looked up and immediately allowed her face to shift from uninterested to soft sweetness,&nbsp; mixed with sensuality.&nbsp; She winked a bit and brought herself to a stand.&nbsp; "Of course."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-11-2008, 03:09:11</strong>
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				The manager nodded.<br><br>"Okay then.&nbsp; Over there."<br><br>She jerked her thumb over at one of the tables occupied by negotiating heavies.<br><br>"Whenever you're ready, I guess.&nbsp; But watch yourself--these guys are giving me really bad vibes, y'know?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>15-11-2008, 03:13:53</strong>
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				"I can handle myself hon,&nbsp; but thanks for the tip."&nbsp; The woman walk, with a catlike grace.&nbsp; There was a hint of a predator in her stride,&nbsp; though it was masked by a sensuality that was impossible hide.&nbsp; When she came to the table,&nbsp; she rested a hand on her hip,&nbsp; leaning forward at the waist to give the group an eye full.&nbsp; "So..."&nbsp; She purred,&nbsp; allowing her accent to ooze from her lips.&nbsp; "Who gets the dance."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-11-2008, 03:19:13</strong>
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				One of the suited heavies looked up and grinned, then jerked his thumb at the woman sitting next to him: she turned to face Twilight, and the dancer found herself looking into those intense green eyes once again.<br><br>"Hey, Harmony!&nbsp; Here's your birthday present!&nbsp; Go enjoy the view, okay?"<br><br>The short-haired woman raised an eyebrow, letting her eyes walk all over Twilight.<br><br>"Yeah," she grunted.&nbsp; "Okay.&nbsp; Why not?"<br><br>One corner of her mouth quirked up.<br><br>"What'd you buy me, anyway, Pancho?"<br><br>"Oh, you'll love it!&nbsp; Go on, go on."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>15-11-2008, 03:23:45</strong>
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				The Arabic woman extended a hand,&nbsp; her fingers long and delicate.&nbsp; “Come on hon…”&nbsp; She punctuated the words with another purr as she moved in closer,&nbsp; rubbing herself softly against the woman.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-11-2008, 03:26:21</strong>
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				The woman stood, taking Twilight's hand.&nbsp; Contact certainly didn't make her flinch.<br><br>"Lead the way, beautiful," she said, her voice husky.&nbsp; "Show me what you've got, yeah?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 00:34:59</strong>
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				"Of course..."&nbsp; She purred,&nbsp; as she pulled the butch to an upper level and a bit roughly forced her into a chair.&nbsp; She smiled softly and lifted her leg pressing her boot to the other woman's chest as she leaned forward.&nbsp; "I know what you are..."&nbsp; She whispered leaning forward and running her tongue along the other woman's earlobe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 00:44:43</strong>
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				The biker chick makes a soft, pleased noise.<br><br>"And what am I, exactly?"<br><br>Leaning back in her seat, she spreads her arms along the back of the chair and grins.<br><br>"Dance, honey.&nbsp; Just dance."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 01:41:27</strong>
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				She shrugged her shoulders,&nbsp; most people didn't come for conversation anyway so she returned to soft silence allowing the music to once more become the prominent sound that filled the air.&nbsp; Her body moved with the beat, as she slid in close straddling the larger woman's legs.&nbsp; Her hands led the biker chicks own to the zipper of her top.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 01:43:56</strong>
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				"Oh, you want <em>me</em> to do this?"<br><br>The biker grinned, her eyes meeting Twilight's.<br><br>"I think I'd rather do it in private," she jokes, slowly undoing the zipper.&nbsp; "Don't see a whole lot of girls in here, do you?&nbsp; Not on this side of the stage."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 19:58:01</strong>
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				"Well,&nbsp; it is rare for a woman to walk through these doors...&nbsp; I figure I can be a bit lax with the rules."<br><br>She began to roll her hips against the other woman,&nbsp; brushing her long silken legs against hers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 20:03:00</strong>
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				"Is that so," Biker Chick said, her voice a bit huskier.&nbsp; "Of course, this is kind of ruined by knowing that Pancho's trying to distract me...and that those other mugs are probably watching.&nbsp; I'd rather have this all to myself."<br><br>She grinned, her eyes meeting Twilight's.<br><br>"So break all the rules you want, baby."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 20:12:51</strong>
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				She grinned softly once more gently kissing the other woman's neck,&nbsp; before slowly crawling up her body resting and ankle on the woman's shoulder.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 20:18:34</strong>
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				With a soft moan, the woman tilted her head to give Twilight better access to her neck.<br><br>"Damn," she breathed, a blush growing across her cheeks.&nbsp; "Bet you're a lot of fun in bed..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 20:21:11</strong>
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				"Some would say I'm a wild cat..."&nbsp; She almost purred as she moved her sex just inches away from the butch.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 20:27:59</strong>
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				"And does the kitty like to be petted and stroked?"<br><br>The woman licked her lips slowly, enjoying the view.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 21:11:49</strong>
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				She grinned,&nbsp; bending forward so her body was perpendicular with her legs her breasts resting against her silken smooth skin.&nbsp; "Well since you've asked so nicely..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 21:17:16</strong>
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				"Is that allowed?"<br><br>The woman raised an eyebrow.<br><br>"I'd really hate to get kicked out of here just as this is getting good, especially since you aren't allowed to date customers."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 22:02:55</strong>
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				"I won't tell if you don't..."&nbsp; She purred "Besides,&nbsp; I usually get what I want...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 22:06:12</strong>
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				Biker Chick grinned.<br><br>"Now that I think about it, Pancho's the customer.&nbsp; I'm just the person getting the dance..."<br><br>She laughed softly, barely audible over the music.<br><br>"You like girls, then?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 22:08:18</strong>
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				She nodded slowly her lip twisting into another catlike grin.&nbsp; She rested herself once more on the other woman's lap pressing her bare chest to the other females.&nbsp; Her fingers moved to gently stroke through her short hair,&nbsp; before gently kissing up her neck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 22:10:10</strong>
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				"Ahhhhh," Biker Chick sighed softly, a blush blooming anew.&nbsp; "Damn, girl!&nbsp; You're good at this...never got to play with a dancer before..."<br><br>She shivered a little.<br><br>"One thing.&nbsp; When I say duck, you might want to...ya know.&nbsp; Duck."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 22:28:53</strong>
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				"Well tonight is your lucky night then eh?"&nbsp; She purred nibbling on the biker's earlobe.<br><br>"Am I about to get shot at?"&nbsp; She said,&nbsp; with a hint of laughter in her voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 22:31:09</strong>
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				"You?&nbsp; Nawww.&nbsp; Me, on the other hand..."<br><br>The Biker brought her hands up, cupping Twilight's butt.<br><br>"Leave it to these cheap fucks to ruin a really good lap dance.&nbsp; Gonna make it up to me later?"<br><br>Then she heaved Twilight up out of her lap with surprising strength and rolled off to one side.<br><br>"<em>Duck</em>!"<br><br>Four of the goons here for the show were rushing the couch, switchblades out.&nbsp; Apparently negotiations had gone south for the winter!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 23:26:06</strong>
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				"Shit!"&nbsp; she screamed,&nbsp; a bit surprised when she was tossed into the air.&nbsp; She landed easily on her feet though,&nbsp; and, perhaps a bit to her own surprise.&nbsp; She swung with her right hand, just missing a thugs jaw.&nbsp; "What the hell am I doing!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 23:35:41</strong>
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				A moment later, Biker Chick's boot slammed into the thug's chest, causing a sickening, wet, snapping noise to erupt as the man recoiled.<br><br>"Get out of here," she growled, facing the other three knife-wielding maniacs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-11-2008, 23:57:57</strong>
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				The woman didn’t do as she was told, she wasn’t brute.&nbsp; Her talents would have been more useful if the fight hadn’t already begun, but she wasn’t defenceless.&nbsp; The thug who was already injured was her target, she seemingly danced between targets.&nbsp; Her long leg struck outward smashing against her opponent’s jaw, he fell to the floor in a daze.&nbsp; The scion was a bit surprised that she was doing this in the buff.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 00:20:12</strong>
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				The thugs, for whatever reason, seem to ignore the dancer and charge the biker, switchblades flashing!&nbsp; She manages to keep away from them well enough, lashing out with an open palm that lands square in one's chest but does nothing beyond push him backwards a little...<br><br>"Didn't you boys get the fucking memo," she growls.&nbsp; "Or do I gotta kick every stupid motherfucking wanna-be triad butt between here and Beijing?"<br><br>"Fuck you, lady," one spits back.&nbsp; "We're not Triad!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 00:56:23</strong>
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				Not one to leave an opponent an opening, the woman perhaps in a rather unladylike manner wrapped her toes around the hilt of the thugs fallen blade.&nbsp; She quickly lifted the leg up and let it come to rest in her hand, she giggled a bit hoping that no one seen the display.&nbsp; She couldn’t use the weapon, but atleast it kept it away from the thug if he came too.&nbsp; The dancer, slipped in behind the two and slammed her elbow into the ribs of one of the thugs.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 01:14:47</strong>
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				The ugly, dangerous dance continued...thugs jabbing and stabbing, and the biker chick showing surprising nimbleness.<br><br>"Hey, baby, can I borrow that?"&nbsp; Biker Chick slammed the same thug Twilight had elbowed in the gut and glanced at the knife.&nbsp; "These morons don't take 'no' for an answer."<br><br>Scrambling to recover, coughing his lungs out, her opponent dropped his own switchblade and shoved one hand inside his jacket as if reaching for something inside...around the waistband...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 01:24:20</strong>
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				The stripper once more slammed her fist into the soft regions of her opponent's body,&nbsp; she couldn't help but giggle a little.&nbsp; Their was something wonderfully primal about fighting naked and unarmed.&nbsp; "Here you go hon..."&nbsp; She grinned tossing Harmony the knife.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 01:41:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				One of the two thugs, almost unable to tear his eyes away from Twilight's breasts, jabbed at her with his knife.<br><br>"Stay out of this, you stupid round-eye cooze!"<br><br>His compatriot kept pressure up on Harmony, but he seemed a lot less secure now...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 01:47:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wasn't ready to fight a thug head on,&nbsp; particularly weilding a knife.&nbsp; It was true she was graceful,&nbsp; but she knew she didn't have much of a chance against anyone looking to outright harm her.&nbsp; She had other methods though,&nbsp; she smiled softly and ran her hands through her hair locking her eyes with the thug.&nbsp; "Don't be hasty..."&nbsp; She whispered,&nbsp; and the man would suddenly find himself unable to move or break eye contact.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 03:01:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Catching the knife, the Biker lashes out at one thug, jabbing it into his gut and twisting it before letting go, leaving grooves in the handle where she gripped it.&nbsp; Then, as he pulls away with the blade still in his gut, she yells at him, loud enough to be heard over the music.<br><br>"What part of '<em>leave the Stormbringer the fuck alone</em>' did you assholes miss?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 04:55:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grinned and stepped forward,&nbsp; once more her fist struck outward.&nbsp; Her attack hit home,&nbsp; but,&nbsp; it was a weak&nbsp; blow that wouldn't leave a bruise.&nbsp; She kept up eye contact,&nbsp; hoping for the biker to finish the other thug off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 04:59:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The thug with the knife in his gut crawls away, moaning in distress and trying to get as much room between himself and the Crazy Biker Chick.&nbsp; The other goon is still standing, awestruck, when the Biker kicks him in the ribs, heel-first!&nbsp; Something goes crunch...<br><br>But the poor bastard doesn't even blink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 05:04:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The dancer put her body into the blow,&nbsp; breaking eye contact in hopes of ending her opponents life.&nbsp; Unfortunatly, once more she hit home but her arms were weak unable to break through his natural fleshy padding.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 05:22:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The goon blinked, shaking his head.<br><br>"Hey, fuck-face!&nbsp; Over here."<br><br>He turned...and the last thing he ever saw was the Biker's fist heading straight for him.&nbsp; She hits him so hard, he flies back and hits the conference table, spilling drinks everywhere.&nbsp; One landed on the retreating goon, and the man's screams when the alcohol hit his raw, bloody flesh were shockingly high pitched...<br><br>The Biker pointed at Pancho and for just a moment it looked like she was going to verbally rip him a new one.&nbsp; Then, ever so slowly, she lowered her hand and turned back to Twilight.<br><br>"We better get out of here.&nbsp; This place have a back door?'<br><br>That's when the front doors blew in, accompanied by shouts of "Police!&nbsp; This is a raid!" and answering gunfire from the 'security' detail that hadn't joined in on the ambush attempt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 05:26:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The stripper was suddenly quite nervous realizing what she had done,&nbsp; and that she would have to flee into the night with nothing but a smile on her face.&nbsp; "What the fuck..."&nbsp; She said shaking her head,&nbsp; and gestured for the biker to follow behind her "Come on!"&nbsp; She quicky ran to the backdoor,&nbsp; snagging her purse but nothing else.&nbsp; "
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 05:44:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Biker followed at a run, the sounds of gunfire getting even louder behind them.<br><br>Backstage was a chaotic mess--screaming dancers and panicking staff everywhere.&nbsp; Twilight was able to reach the door easily enough, her new best friend right behind her...and then they were out into the rainy night, sirens closing in from all sides.&nbsp; Suddenly, the Biker draped something around Twilight's shoulders.<br><br>"You got a place nearby?"<br><br>It felt like a coat of some sort.&nbsp; A raincoat, perhaps?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 05:57:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The rain coat was a blessing,&nbsp; she could atleast conceal her modesty... well a little better.&nbsp; She nodded her head a bit.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I do,&nbsp; but... its not exactly close enough to make it on foot..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-11-2008, 15:12:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My place, then.&nbsp; Come on."<br><br>Wrapping her arm around Twilight's shoulders, the Biker steered her down the alleyway and to the right, moments before a pair of cruisers cut off the escape route.&nbsp; From the back, of course, they must have looked like a couple out for a walk...and the cops ignored them, charging up the alleyway instead.<br><br>"Guess I owe you something," Biker Chick mused, pulling Twilight a little closer.&nbsp; "You coulda gotten cut up, back there."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>19-11-2008, 00:10:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You don't owe me anything,&nbsp; I would have gotten my cut no matter what hon.&nbsp; Goons don't show much respect for girls in my line of work."&nbsp; Though, she stayed close to the tough stranger's side.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-11-2008, 15:03:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, I suppose so.&nbsp; Stupid bastards...I can't believe Pancho was that dumb!"<br><br>She snickered.<br><br>"I bet he was all like '<em>oh, she's a girl, she won't know how to fight back</em>'.&nbsp; Or maybe it was '<em>she's a fucking dyke.&nbsp; Wave a pair of tits in her face and she'll never notice the ambush</em>'.&nbsp; Heh.&nbsp; They must go to school to become this stupid."<br><br>As if on its own accord, her hand slid down Twilight's flank to rest on the dancer's pert bottom.<br><br>"Lucky for you my place isn't far."<br><br>And it wasn't--two blocks over, one block down, and the Biker led Twilight into a modest little apartment building just off the main street.&nbsp; It was easy to miss, unless you were looking for it.&nbsp; Up three flights of stairs and through a sturdy door, the two women entered a neat, almost spartan apartment.<br><br>"Shower's in there if you want to warm up.&nbsp; Coffee?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 00:23:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her shoulders lifted in a shrug.&nbsp; "People do anything hoping to progress their own agendas."&nbsp; She said with a grin,&nbsp; she didn't shift her position at all as the other woman's hand came to rest on her ass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 01:35:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In the apartment, Biker Chick gave Twilight's butt a gentle pat.<br><br>"Anyway, I need coffee.&nbsp; You can wait here or hit the shower, your call.&nbsp; And then I need to think about how to make sure that stupid bastard never, ever tries that shit again."<br><br>She stripped out of her biker jacket, hanging it on the doorknob.<br><br>"If you want out of that raincoat--I think it belonged to one of the staff over at the club--I can look for something you can wear.&nbsp; Nothing I have'll fit, exactly, but you'll be covered.&nbsp; And warmer."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 02:43:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The young woman nodded a bit, and kept clutching her purse with a bit of a nod.&nbsp; "I think I'll take a shower,&nbsp; get the remnants of the night washed off..."&nbsp; She said with a smile.&nbsp; "If you could find something for me when I get out...&nbsp; it'd be much appreciated."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 03:04:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Biker Chick nodded.<br><br>"Okay, then.&nbsp; It won't be flashy, it won't be fashionable, but it'll cover you."<br><br>She winked.<br><br>"Not that I don't enjoy the view."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 19:29:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course you do..."&nbsp; She said with a grin.&nbsp; "I am smoking hot if I do say so myself."&nbsp; She chuckled.&nbsp; "So where's the powder room?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 20:00:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Biker Chick pointed to a door.<br><br>"Through there and to the left.&nbsp; 'Course, if I'd known I'd be bringing a guest home today I would've picked up a bit..."<br><br>She rolled her eyes.<br><br>"Just holler if you need anything.&nbsp; I'll be out here, nursing my coffee and thinking of painful things to do to the odd Bandito."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 20:05:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks..."&nbsp; SHe said shrugging off the coat, and heading into the bathroom and starting up a nice hot shower.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 20:31:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While Twilight was otherwise occupied, Biker Chick made a pot of coffee and leaned against her kitchen counter, sipping and thinking...mouth locked in a puzzled frown, mind racing...which is how the dancer would find her, several minutes later, mulling things over and over.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 21:28:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The young arabic beauty allowed herself to relax in the shower, the hot water slid down the contours of her form. Steam surrounding her as she scrubbed away the nights sweat, her perfume, and the stink of the men she had grinded her body against.&nbsp; When it was all over, and her muscles had relaxed, she slipped out of the shower dried herself off and wrapped her towel around her body before stepping into the living room again.&nbsp; “Hi.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 22:13:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Biker Chick glanced up.<br><br>"Hey.&nbsp; And hey, I need to go find you something, don't I?"<br><br>She blushed a bit.<br><br>"Got lost in thought.&nbsp; Hang on and I'll find you something better than a towel.&nbsp; Coffee's up, if you need it."<br><br>Clearing her throat, she hastened into her bedroom (through which Twilight had now passed twice) and emerged a moment later with a pair of sweat pants and a man's flannel shirt.<br><br>"Here, these should fit you okay.&nbsp; I hope."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 01:32:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You do."&nbsp; She said with a bit of a grin.&nbsp; "I'm not on the clock here/"<br><br>She looked at the clothes and grinned a bit shaking her head.&nbsp; They were far from the epitome of class but they'd do.&nbsp; She took them,&nbsp; disappeared into the bathroom for&nbsp; a moment and came back dressed.<br><br>"Deep in thought hon?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 01:44:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Worried, actually."<br><br>Biker Chick walked in to her living room and threw herself down on the couch, gazing across at her (off) television.<br><br>"Didn't even to really enjoy watching you dance," she said dryly, apparently trying to lighten her own mood.&nbsp; "Let alone the lap dance!&nbsp; Fucking buzzkill..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 23:25:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sorry sweet heart."&nbsp; She said with a soft grin.&nbsp; "You don't have to worry..&nbsp; sometimes there really is a silver lining."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 23:33:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Biker Chick raised an eyebrow at 'sweetheart', perhaps puzzled by the endearment and wondering if the dancer was teasing her.<br><br>"Yeah, well...it got you here, so I guess you're more or less right."<br><br>She ran fingers through her short black hair.<br><br>"You said you know what I am.&nbsp; Care to clarify that?&nbsp; I mean, there's the <em>obvious</em> answer...and the not so obvious one."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>22-11-2008, 21:41:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And that's just what I was referring to, how many people end up with a stripper in there place...&nbsp; for free no less."&nbsp; She chuckled. "Your like me, you've got a divine parent...&nbsp; not sure which,&nbsp; but I could smell it on you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-11-2008, 21:43:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh.&nbsp; Yeah, that..."<br><br>Biker Chick nodded slowly.<br><br>"And so do you," she added.&nbsp; "Which either makes this more interesting or more complicated, depending on where we go from here."<br><br>She licked her lips.<br><br>"Then you should probably also know why Pancho and his pals were getting a mad-on in my direction.&nbsp; Know what the Centaurs are?&nbsp; I mean the current ones."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>23-11-2008, 00:23:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yea, that."&nbsp; She said with a smirk. "Big mean guys... with motor cycle parts right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-11-2008, 00:31:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, those fuckers.&nbsp; One of 'em got himself killed a couple days ago in Cali.&nbsp; Stupid fuckers seem to think I did it.&nbsp; Can't imagine why..."<br><br>Biker Chick shrugs.<br><br>"Somebody chopped him almost in half with an axe.&nbsp; I hear she got on a motorcycle with some cute little Asian chick and took off.&nbsp; And for some reason, I'm every girl in the country who likes a Harley.&nbsp; Go figure."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>24-11-2008, 01:01:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wouldn't know anything about that..."&nbsp; She said with a grin.&nbsp; "Really now, that is rather interesting... besides you don't seem like the axe wielding type."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-11-2008, 02:55:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, well, there you go.&nbsp; I don't have a cute little Asian lass running around, either...more's the pity.&nbsp; So, anyway, one thing leads to another and someone's poking about in the underbrush to find out who slabbed the guy."<br><br>She shrugged.<br><br>"Which means that Pancho and his little posse decided to ambush me and use the excuse that they figured I did it to get out of the agreement I have with the Banditos.&nbsp; Specifically, they don't make me wear a PBOL patch, and I don't keep sending them to the morgue."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>24-11-2008, 21:04:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nah,&nbsp; I guess not...&nbsp; but you do have a strikingly attractive Arabic woman a few feet from your bedroom."&nbsp; She chuckled.&nbsp; "Ahh I see."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-11-2008, 21:07:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Biker Chick grinned.<br><br>"Yeah, I do have a hot Arabian woman in my living room, don't I?&nbsp; I like that a lot better.&nbsp; Any chance I could get another private dance?"<br><br>She licked her lips slowly.<br><br>"Oh.&nbsp; I almost forgot.&nbsp; Hi, I'm Harmony."&nbsp; She held out her hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 03:55:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Private dance?"&nbsp; She said raising her brow.&nbsp; "I did just help you fight off a crowd of angry thugs.&nbsp; Not sure I'm in the proper mood."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 04:27:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Rain check on it, then?"<br><br>Harmony smiled hopefully.<br><br>"I was hoping to enjoy the show more fully."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 05:37:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wow..."&nbsp; She smirked.&nbsp; "Your kind of dense,&nbsp; I was trying to poke around for maybe a back rub and the like to get me going."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 14:49:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Harmony rolled her eyes.<br><br>"And who says you can't get one if you ask?&nbsp; I was trying to be considerate and all."<br><br>She stuck her tongue out playfully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 17:43:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's so much more fun to make subtle hints to see if people catch on."&nbsp; She said with a grin, as she slipped onto the couch.&nbsp; "But I guess your the kind of girl who likes the direct approach."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 17:50:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Always have been," Harmony admitted.&nbsp; "It's why I don't play well with the other girls.&nbsp; They keep trying to hint, and I get straight to the point.&nbsp; My old man told me once that it was a cosmic joke.&nbsp; Something about how I should have been a boy.&nbsp; Go figure."<br><br>She snorted, trying not to smile.<br><br>"I busted the sexist bastard in the chops for that one.&nbsp; I'll give him credit, he took it pretty well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 19:24:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Who is your Father,&nbsp; if you don't mind me asking."&nbsp; She said softly.&nbsp; "And I'll try to&nbsp; be a bit more direct,&nbsp; come over here and rub my back a bit....&nbsp; and then I'll scratch yours."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-11-2008, 19:38:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good question.&nbsp; He never actually told me his name.&nbsp; Said my uncles would be really pissed off if I went around admitting it...Mom thought he'd died, the fucker..."<br><br>Harmony sat next to her new friend, reaching out to knead the dancer's back with surprising skill and gentle strength.<br><br>"Let me rephrase that.&nbsp; She thought he died in a car accident a few days after knocking her up, well before she knew she needed a home pregnancy test.&nbsp; Made my childhood all the more fun...which is why I socked him.&nbsp; How about you?&nbsp; Pedes...Ped...Egyptian, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>26-11-2008, 00:39:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah I see,&nbsp; bad blood amongst family...&nbsp; &nbsp;doesn't seem uncommon in any part of the world does it?"&nbsp; She said with a bit of a grin.&nbsp; "Sounds like he needed a nice sock to the jaw"&nbsp; "Sounds like he needed a nice sock to the jaw,&nbsp; "Pesedjet,&nbsp; Bastet's my mother might be why I have a thing for pussy...cats. "&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-11-2008, 00:53:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Figures."<br><br>Harmony grinned.<br><br>"And do you like being petted?"<br><br>She laughed, kneading Twilight's shoulders a bit harder.<br><br>"Yeah, you probably hear that too often..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>26-11-2008, 01:16:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do here it often,&nbsp; and this kitty does enjoy a good rub down followed by some licking..."&nbsp; She said rolling her shoulders.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-11-2008, 02:42:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is that so?"<br><br>Harmony leaned forward and gave Twilight a soft kiss on the back of her neck.<br><br>"I bet you purr nicely!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 00:22:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It is."&nbsp; She smirked, spreading her legs slightly caressing her own inner thighs.&nbsp; "I'm sure with a little effort you could answer that question yourself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 01:08:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Harmony kissed Twilight's neck again, just under her ear.<br><br>"Good, 'cause I'm looking forward to hearing you sing, too!"<br><br>Then, still kneading the woman's shoulders, she ran her tongue along the edge of one ear.<br><br>"Feeling better?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 00:16:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grinned softly,&nbsp; allowing a feline purr to erupt from her lips as her eyes rolled backwards at the touch of the woman's tongue. "Mmm, takes a lot to make a girl like me sing..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 00:20:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Harmony gently nibbled Twilight's ear for a moment.<br><br>"Oh?&nbsp; So even if I tied you up and used a feather on your clit for a few hours...?"<br><br>She chuckled, kissing the dancer's neck again.<br><br>"Would that make the kitty yowl?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 20:56:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shivered a bit letting out another low purr.&nbsp; "You'll just have to figure that out from experience."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 21:15:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That sounds like an invitation," Harmony laughed softly.&nbsp; "But before I play, I want to watch you dance...please?"<br><br>She kissed Twilight's neck again.<br><br>"I like to watch.&nbsp; I like it even more when I don't have to worry about some moron breaking in and ruining the mood."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>04-12-2008, 02:29:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She slowly brought herself to her feet,&nbsp; and stripped out of the over sized clothes.&nbsp; There was no way she could have used them suffienctly to perform.&nbsp; She began to sway her hips,&nbsp; covering her large breasts by crossing her arms over them.&nbsp; "A girl needs music to dance."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-12-2008, 02:33:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How 'bout a little Beats Antique?"<br><br>Harmony grinned.<br><br>"I used to date this cute little number who did belly dance.&nbsp; She left me a few CDs.&nbsp; Not as good at it as you are, but she was fun."<br><br>Standing and stretching, casually ignoring the way her nipples poke out against the thin fabric of her tee shirt, the biker walks over to her sound system and hits 'Play'.<br><br>"Been listening to it a lot anyway."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>17-12-2008, 05:29:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				So the young woman slipped out of the chair,&nbsp; allowing her small feet to take hold of the chair for but a moment.&nbsp; She closed her gold tinted eyes and felt the beat of the music,&nbsp; she felt it in her gut,&nbsp; in her muscles,&nbsp; and in her loins.&nbsp; This would do, she told herself and simply allowed a smile to spread across her full crimson lips.&nbsp; At first it was her hips that began to sway in a slow rhythmic motion,&nbsp; too and fro the pace gradually picking up to move in sync with the song.&nbsp; <br><br>Her small dusky colored hands took hold of the fabric of the oversized t-shirt that she was wearing and she slowly slipped it over her head,&nbsp; revealing perfectly smoothed nearly golden fleshed.&nbsp; Her large breasts seemed to defy gravity itself, and each of her nipples had been pierced by a single golden hoop.&nbsp; Her hands played slowly over her smooth silken flesh,&nbsp; as she hooked a around the waist of her pants and slowly began to pull it down…&nbsp; she wasn’t used to wearing this much before a dance,&nbsp; but, she’d improvise.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-12-2008, 05:41:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Returning to her couch, stretching her arms out along the back, Harmony watched Twilight's performance with a smile on her lips and a twinkle in her eye.&nbsp; Yes, the day was definitely looking up...<br><br>For a moment, she let her thoughts drift.&nbsp; It had been a very, <em>very</em> long time since she'd&nbsp; had an opportunity to indulge herself, except for a little self-gratification now and again, and the thought of taking this beautiful woman to bed with her was almost as pleasant as the act itself promised to be.<br><br>But...but...but.&nbsp; The Arabic beauty stripping before her was a sister Scion, and bedding her was something best done with more caution than enthusiasm.&nbsp; No telling how many problems such a pretty package, such a welcome and warm woman, might bring in her wake.<br><br>Still the daughter of the Aesir smiled and enjoyed the view.<br><br>"Damn, girl, I'm gonna need a cold shower after this," she joked softly as Twilight eased her pants down.&nbsp; "Either that or your help.&nbsp; You like the music?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>18-12-2008, 04:29:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Help you out?"&nbsp; The words came out more of a feline's purr then english.&nbsp; "What do you want to see if my tongue is as rough as my mothers?"&nbsp; She said with a little giggle, even as she stepped out of the puddle that was the other woman's sweat pants.<br><br>The young woman slid her hands up her small frame, allowing her finger tips to brush ever so slightly against her hips,&nbsp; then slowly slip up a firm flat little belly before they came to rest on the rather prominent <br>swells that were her breasts.&nbsp; All the while her body moved in perfect time with the music, moving with the grace of a cat,&nbsp; even as the movements of her small form resembled something closer to a serpent's slither.&nbsp; <br><br>"As for the music,&nbsp; I like it...&nbsp; its a bit more traditional then what I'm used to,&nbsp; but I guess things become classics for a reason."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-12-2008, 04:57:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Harmony shook her head.<br><br>"No, I want to know if you purr.&nbsp; But since you're offering, yeah...your tongue.&nbsp; Your fingers.&nbsp; All of you...in my bed.&nbsp; That's a tempting offer."<br><br>She smiled again, shyly.<br><br>"But you don't need to do anything you don't want to," she added with clear reluctance, her eyes following every little move with obvious interest and almost tangible hunger.&nbsp; "Won't be the first time I've had to handle things on my own."<br><br>She licked suddenly dry lips, blushed, and turned away for a moment, feeling strangely awkward and ungainly in comparison to the petite dancer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>19-12-2008, 04:32:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Ahh does the big bad biker bitch want a stripper in her bed?”&nbsp; She said with another catlike grin.&nbsp; “And I do purr…&nbsp; better then most if I do say so myself.”<br><br>“You know I wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t intend to follow through with my words. “&nbsp; She allowed her hips to sway softly back and fourth moving closer to the larger woman.&nbsp; Her rested a hand on her chest and leaned forward gazing into her eyes.<br><br>“I would have never pegged someone as hard assed as you as shy around a little girl like me.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-12-2008, 04:39:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, the big badass butch biker babe wants a pretty little stripper between the sheets, moaning and crying."<br><br>Harmony met Twilight's gaze evenly.<br><br>"It's been a while, like I said.&nbsp; And you're real damn tempting."<br><br>She licked her lips, fighting the temptation to just reach out and grab the other woman, to throw her over one shoulder and haul her into the bedroom and throw her on the bed.<br><br>"But for now, just dance," she whispered, smiling slightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-12-2008, 01:33:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl smiled softly, running a finely manicured nail along the biker babe's Jawline.&nbsp; Teasing the soft skin with the smooth polished surface.&nbsp; Her large breasts rubbed against the other woman as she rolled lovely hips.&nbsp; Her rear pressed against the other woman, the flesh soft.&nbsp; Occasionally she would lean forward brushing her lips against the side of the other woman's neck, or just below the other scion's lips.&nbsp; "As you wish."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-12-2008, 03:05:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Harmony smiled, enjoying the view...and, although she would be loathe to admit it, the effect that just watching had on her.&nbsp; As she had said earlier, she usually got straight to the point--either the girl was interested or she wasn't, and if she was then there wasn't much point in sitting around and talking for hours.&nbsp; She'd never been intellectually inclined, anyway, and tended to lose interest if getting off required too much processing, or reading poetry together, or sharing deep and philosophical insights about the Feminine Principle...which had left her with a handful of quick, sordid, guilty encounters over the years, rather than any real relationships.<br><br>This, though...maybe it was because she'd never even asked a stripper, or maybe it was Twilight (and Harmony filed that thought away for later consideration, because maybe it could be any scion of any god), but suddenly the thought of taking her time about this was welcome.&nbsp; The goal was the same: get the pretty kitty into bed and make her purr, but for some reason the idea of conversation, of drawing the encounter out, of enjoying the other woman's company at leisure, made sense.<br><br>So instead of reaching out and interrupting the dancer, she simply sipped her beer and watched with a knowing, appreciative smile glued on her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>26-12-2008, 08:19:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(OOC:&nbsp; Sorry,&nbsp; I've been attempting to post...&nbsp; just lost my focus.)<br><br>The young woman's lips parted into a wide white toothed grin,&nbsp; her heart pounding with the beat of the music as it worked its way into her soul.&nbsp; She, couldn't help but giggle as the other woman sipped her beer.&nbsp; It was much like at the club,&nbsp; it was a hand motion meant to give the recipient of the dance to do with their hands.&nbsp; Her heart was pounding in her chest now, and her slender digits gently brushed against his her skin,&nbsp; her wide hips danced to and fro as she grinding her soft skin against the butch babe's flesh.<br><br>"So,&nbsp; the strong silent type eh?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-12-2008, 15:18:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You want me to talk and spoil the moment?&nbsp; I'm enjoying just watching," Harmony grinned.&nbsp; "Would you prefer I did like Uncle Thor and just tossed you over my shoulder on my way into the bedroom?"<br><br>She shook her head slowly, watching Twilight's breasts.<br><br>"Nawww.&nbsp; Not tonight.&nbsp; Later, maybe, if you're into that..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 06:41:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nah,&nbsp; that would spoil the mood."&nbsp; She said with a grin,&nbsp; one of her long legs shifted positions coming to rest on the other scion's shoulder pressing the heat of her sex directly against the other woman's belly.&nbsp; "So,&nbsp; do you have any requests?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 16:59:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Now Harmony allowed her hands up, brushing Twilight's hips and butt before coming to rest on her waist.<br><br>"I got a request.&nbsp; You, me, bed...'cause you <em>know</em> what I'm thinking about, watching you dance..."<br><br>The biker blushed a little.<br><br>"Not exactly romantic, huh?&nbsp; Sorry.&nbsp; I don't do the whole wine and candlelight thing too well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 06:20:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"While wining and dining is nice,&nbsp; I just got into a knife fight."&nbsp; She said with a bit of a grin,&nbsp; shivering at the other woman's touch.&nbsp; "I think tonights a night that's shaping up to be not very traditional."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 17:28:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Encouraged, Harmony gave her new friend a more direct fondle, then bent to kiss the hollow at the base of Twilight's throat.<br><br>"Is that so?"<br><br>She kissed along the woman's neck to her ear, nibbling on the earlobe.<br><br>"Then it's okay if I kind of want to skip the traditional stuff and just get into bed?&nbsp; Because I'm wondering if you move under the sheets like you do on stage, pretty kitty, and it's getting me hungry."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 22:53:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggled a bit at the bikers touch,&nbsp; her dusky skin flushing a bit.&nbsp; She leaned forward gently kissing Harmony on the lips.&nbsp; "Sure,&nbsp; I don't mind it at all..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 22:56:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Harmony nodded, her hands kneading the dancer' s perfectly toned ass.<br><br>"So what don't I get to do?&nbsp; Because I'm really tempted to give this delicious ass of yours a spanking before I throw you down and try to make you purr..."<br><br>She kissed back, using a little more pressure.<br><br>"Or tie you up and keep you nice and helpless while I play."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 00:37:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, my big strong saviour..."&nbsp; She said with a flair in her voice, holding back the urge to giggle.&nbsp; "I think its only right, that you take&nbsp; full advantage of the fair maiden you rescued."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 01:04:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One hand still fondling the dancer's butt, Harmony wrapped the other around the smaller woman's waist and stood (slowly and awkwardly, but she managed it).<br><br>"Kitty like a little bit of spanking with her sex?&nbsp; Because I like to watch my lovers squeal and squirm a little.&nbsp; And if they touch themselves, that's really tasty..."<br><br>The Biker blushed suddenly.<br><br>"Sorry.&nbsp; Too weird for you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 01:08:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirked as the felt the stronger female holding her tightly.&nbsp; She simply rested her chin on her shoulder and let out a little contented sigh.&nbsp; "I'm always willing to try new things,&nbsp; besides I'm used to putting on a show."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 01:11:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"In that case, let's take this somewhere comfy."<br><br>Kissing Twilight's neck with surprising gentleness, Harmony carried the dancer toward her bedroom, over to the bed...or, rather, the mattress on the futon frame.<br><br>"Want a spanking first?&nbsp; While you touch yourself for me?&nbsp; Or should I play with you first, get you nice and warm and relaxed?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 02:01:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm...&nbsp; play with me first."&nbsp; She said with a bit of a grin.&nbsp; "I don't do this kind of thing very often..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 02:05:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No?&nbsp; That's too bad."<br><br>Setting Twilight down, Harmony sat on the side of the bed, rubbing the other woman's tummy lightly.<br><br>"Where do you like it," she asked shyly, smiling a little.&nbsp; "I mean, where would you like me to start?&nbsp; Because I want you good and warm before I get out of my jeans..."<br><br>She looked shyly away for a moment.<br><br>"That little Indian friend of mine?&nbsp; She was a slow starter.&nbsp; I took two hours to get her off, once. Thought I was doing something wrong.&nbsp; Turns out she was deliberately fighting it down to make me work harder..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 20:02:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“I don’t see the fun in that at all...”&nbsp; She said with a wide grin.&nbsp; “Once I get that lovely little urge it’s best to just give in and ride the wave till the last tingle dies away...” <br><br>She wondered how far she could get this big bad biker chick to go, she knew she’d probably be paying for it in the long run, but she stuck out one of her pedicured feet and pressed it against her chest.&nbsp; “Here...”&nbsp; She said wiggling her toes
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 20:05:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Harmony took Twilight's foot in her hands, both of them cradling and stroking it for a moment while the woman marvelled at how small and dainty the dancer really was.&nbsp; Then she pressed her lips to the instep, kissing her way up Twilight's leg slowly, nibbling from time to time and letting her fingers brush the warm, tanned skin of calf, knee, and thigh...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 20:48:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes went wide and she couldn't hold back the urge to shiver at the touch of the large woman's lips against her senstive flesh.&nbsp; The toes streatched and curled as she wriggled a bit letting out something a kin to the beginning of a giggle mixed with a whimper.&nbsp; Her dark eyes closed, and she allowed her hand to sink lower to gently caress the skin of her own flat tummy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 20:53:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You like that?"<br><br>Harmony grinned, kissing her way up to Twilight's knee...and then, her fingers teasing the dancer's inner thigh, she carefully set the woman's first foot down and reached for the other to repeat the slow, lingering play.<br><br>"I don't normally get to be gentle," she whispered with a blush, letting her tongue brush Twilight's calf for a moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 04:57:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do..."&nbsp; She purred<br><br>The warm touch of the tough biker girl caused her to moan and squeal with delight,&nbsp; each little flick of her tongue or gentle kiss against her sensitive feet were driving her wild.&nbsp; <br><br>"We'll your quite good at being gentle..."&nbsp; She purred,&nbsp; her head lulling back as she arched her spine.&nbsp; "This is heavenly..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 16:46:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kissing and nibbling her way up past Twilight's knee, Harmony let her fingers run along the smaller woman's flank and belly, drawing slowly closer to her breasts.&nbsp; Yet still she held back a little, as if waiting for permission...or deliberately drawing the moment out as long as possible.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>09-01-2009, 04:13:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The young woman's heart was pounding now,&nbsp; her long lithe legs came to rest on Harmony shoulders.&nbsp; She swallowed hard,&nbsp; gently brushing a hand across the over woman's fingertips answering the question.&nbsp; "Make me feel good..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-01-2009, 04:33:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With that, Harmony's fingers danced the last inches across Twilight's skin to stroke around her nipples slowly, teasing for another moment before brushing directly.&nbsp; She nibbled a little harder, kissing her way higher and higher up the dancer's thigh, now and then licking a spot or two.&nbsp; Then she pinched one nipple lightly, just enough to stimulate without hurting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>10-01-2009, 02:12:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The flesh of her tan little nubs grew taut and hard,&nbsp; each one growing hard and erect.&nbsp; Her chest heaved, and she found her long lithe legs spreading wide as her back arched.&nbsp; Her eyes closed,&nbsp; and she was gasping in delight as the sensual bliss tingled up and down her spine.&nbsp; Her slickness was leaving a damp spot on the mattress, as those slender digits continued to brush against the big bad biker babes scalp.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-01-2009, 05:26:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a soft moan, either of arousal or frustration, Harmony shifted and planted a soft kiss on Twilight just above her clit.&nbsp; Then she gave the dancer's sex a careful, almost teasing lick...and another, this time directly across her clit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 00:10:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shivered a bit at the touch of warm lips against her flesh once more, and the sudden assault of the long slow lick over her buzzing little nub caused her to whimper softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Storm and Shadow: An American Myth (Seraph and MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 02:24:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sensing an invitation, Harmony slid both her hands up to fondle Twilight's breasts as she closed her lips around the dancer's clit.&nbsp; Licking gently, lightly, around the captive flesh, she shut her eyes and savored the moment--a beautiful woman in her bed, eager for their loveplay, and so sweet...
			</dd>
		</dl>
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