An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)
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				Title: <strong>An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>25-01-2007, 21:46:24</strong>
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				"Sorry I don't have a spare key to lend you, but there should be sandwich stuff and some leftover Indian in the fridge for a lunch, and we're got cable if you want to just relax.&nbsp; I've got to run to work, but I'll be home about six-thirty.&nbsp; Alex and I were planning on going out tonight, we know some clubs we can get you in.&nbsp; Anyway take it easy and I'll see you later."<br>And then Jen closed the door and was gone, her footsteps rapid on the steps as she rushed off, leaving Sam standing in the apartment with his bags.&nbsp; This was going to be some weird Spring Break.<br><br>Jen was Sam's older sister, 24 years old and trying to make it in the big city with a busy office job while she also tried to finish up grad school.&nbsp; Sam was a freshman in college, but he had to get out of the dorms during Spring Break for some remodeling.&nbsp; Normally that wouldn't have been a problem if his parents hadn't decided to take a European getaway.&nbsp; So Jen had offered to let him stay with her and her friend Alexandra for a week and a half.&nbsp; He'd get to see the city, crash on the couch, and hang out with a sister that he hadn't really seen much of for the past few years.&nbsp; So after a long overnight bus ride, here he was - still early in the morning, tired from not being able to get much sleep on the bus, in a strange apartment in a strange city.<br><br>As apartments go, it was small, though after being used to a college dorm it wasn't that bad.&nbsp; Sam was left standing in the small living room, dominated by a couch with two comfy looking chairs flanking it, and a low cocktail table.&nbsp; It didn't look likely that the couch was long enough for him to stretch out on.&nbsp; The air was a little cool, and the windows were frosted from the cold snap that had descended on the city as winter refused to let go.&nbsp; It would be easy to think of other college guys heading down to Florida or South Padre, out in the hot sun surrounded by sexy girls in tiny bikinis.&nbsp; That was a long way away from here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>25-01-2007, 22:26:25</strong>
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				Sam, at 18, was very new to college life. He hadnt put on the 'Freshman 15' yet, and he hoped to keep it off by lifting weights and being an active member on the Colleges Cycling Team. This sort of weather kept every one inside, so he spent most of his time working out indoors. Being poor - his parents werent going to give him a free ride through life - he hadnt been able to save up enough money to go somewhere warm for Spring Break. If he hadnt spent most of it on his bike and gear, he might have been able to get somewhere south of here, but there was no point thinking about that now.<br><br>He lifted his two bags off the floor and put them against the couch to keep them outof the way. His sister hadnt shown him to a room, and for all he knew the couch would be his bed. If it had a fold-out bed in it, he realised as he moved around to lay down on it. It wasnt that he was tall, at 6'0", but the couch wasnt long enough to lay down on comfortably. Instead, he slumped in it at an angle to get as comfortable as he could, flipping the TV on. It wasnt long before he found it hard to keep his droopy eyelids up, and he soon fell into an exhausted sleep from all the travel.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>25-01-2007, 22:51:37</strong>
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				He was awakened by the honking of car horns outside the apartment.&nbsp; Sunlight was now streaming through the window onto the couch.&nbsp; While he felt like he'd caught up on much of his sleep, there was a serious crick in his neck from being at an odd angle, and his back felt a little off too.&nbsp; He was going to have to find some better way to do this.&nbsp; Sadly, it looked pretty clear there was not a fold-out bed.&nbsp; But maybe with some additional padding of pillows and a blanket it would be fine.&nbsp; Then again, with pillows and a blanket the floor might be better.<br><br>There was a grumbling in his stomach and a pressure in his bladder, and Sam realized that the snack he'd gotten in the early morning at a bus stop had been quite a while ago.<br><br>The living room seemed to smoothly turn an corner, making a small kitchen a "L" shape to the room, outside of which a small table was big enough for two to eat - though the table looked covered in a newspaper and a few magazines.&nbsp; A short hallway out of the living room probably led to the bathroom and the bedrooms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>25-01-2007, 23:34:55</strong>
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				He decided to empty his bladder first, as his stomach could hold out for a few more minutes. Standing up, he tries rubbing the kink out of the back of his neck but to no avail. Sighing, he pads down the hallway stopping at the first door he comes to. Opening it up, he finds its a closet with several pairs of shoes and coats hanging in it. He couldnt possible understand why his sister needed so many clothes, but he then remember she had a room mate. They must share the closest, he reckons. The next door seems to be the lucky door and he steps into the tiny bathroom. <br><br>There seemed hardly enough room to maneuver in the confines of the bathroom, so he makes his business quick and flushes the toilet before returning to the living room. What had his sister said? Rigth - leftover Indian food in the fridge. He moves into the kitchen and opens the fridge, looking for something to eat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 14:22:10</strong>
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				Apparently neither of the two women are big on cooking, as the fridge is pretty spare.&nbsp; Milk, OJ, some beer, eggs ... lots of miscellaneous jarred ready-made sauces and condiments.&nbsp; Ah, there it is - a series of white cardboard containers, like the kind used for chinese take-out.&nbsp; On the plus side, there is a microwave, and the sink and counter space is clean.&nbsp; Sam can easily find the plates, bowls, and such after going through some cabinets.&nbsp; It looks like they do have plenty of ready-to-eat canned and packaged food as well as cereal.&nbsp; So even if they aren't much into cooking, they aren't slobs.&nbsp; <br><br>The little table by the kitchen catches his eye - it has the big city newspaper from the previous Sunday dismantled and spread out, and sitting on top or peeking through its various layers are a Cosmo, a Jane, a local free "alternative" newspaper, and a Victoria's Secret catalog.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 14:41:16</strong>
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				The newspaper doesnt seem to catch his interest. And he knew every girl got their underwear from Victorias Secret. He didnt feel much like looking through that at the moment. Maybe later, when he was feeling a little more lonely and horny. He stuck the Indian food in the microwave - he always liked a good chicken curry - and grabbed himself a beer. He doubted his sisters would notice one missing, and he didnt think that they would reprimand him if they did find out. <br><br>Popping the top off the bottle, it wasnt long before the food was ready. He found a clean fork in a drawer, and sat down to eat his meal, occasionally sipping from the beer, especially when the spicy food threatened to overwhelm him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 14:54:26</strong>
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				The apartment was starting to feel a bit more comfortable.&nbsp; Between the sunlight streaming in and the old steam radiator catching up with the chill it was starting to get pleasantly warm.&nbsp; The ticking of the radiator mixed with the traffic sounds outside, but otherwise the apartment (and building) seemed pretty quiet.<br><br>The curry was good - fragrant and very spicy.&nbsp; Apparently either her sister or her roomie weren't wimps about hot spices.&nbsp; As he ate it gave him a chance to look around the place a bit more.&nbsp; There weren't too many things around, but what was here seemed to be well taken care of.&nbsp; The TV was in a little entertainment center, as well as the expected cable box and DVD player, surrounded by a stereo and a couple shelves fun of CDs, DVDs, and books.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 15:02:55</strong>
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				It doesnt take long for him to satisfy his hunger and finish the beer. He makes sure to clean up after himself - he doesnt want to impose his mess on them as they seem to be relatively clean themselves. Unless, of course, they cleaned up knowing that he would be staying with them for a short time. He disposed of the empty package and cleaned his plate before taking his beer and moving over to the entertainment center.<br><br>He began looking through the DVDs, thinking that watching a movie would be the best way to kill some time until going clubbing tonight.
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				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 15:48:28</strong>
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				There seems to be an odd collection.&nbsp; The DVDs range includes Memoirs of a Geisha, The Triplets of Belleville (French animation), Lost in Translation, The Usual Suspects, Ferris Beuller's Day Off, and Frusta e il corpo, La (French, an english subtitle says "The Whip and the Body").&nbsp; There are three Netflix envelopes, holding: Brokeback Mountain and The Ring, plus an empty envelope on top of the DVD itself, so apparently "Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain" is in the player right now.&nbsp; In fact there seem to be a number of French films.&nbsp; After some head scratching, he does remember that his sister had taken French in high school, but he didn't remember her saying she was that fluent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 18:23:20</strong>
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				He didnt fancy watching a French film. He wouldnt understand it, and he didnt want to 'culture' himself while on spring break. He'd seen most of the other DVDs, or they were classified as chick flicks, so he decided that the best out of the bunch was The Usual Suspects. It doesnt take long for him to get it all working, and he soon finds himself lounging back on the couch, focused in on the movie, looking for the little twists he knows are there to see if the movie revealed its secrets earlier.
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				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>29-01-2007, 14:13:50</strong>
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				It's always a good movie, and a great way to kill some time.&nbsp; Indeed, by the time it's all over it is almost 2pm.&nbsp; Just a weird day for his internal clock after that bus ride, with his schedule all messed up.&nbsp; As he rises from the couch he gets a whiff of himself, and realizes that he never had a shower either.&nbsp; And there's nothing like a shower to help loosen up his muscles too.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2007, 14:19:58</strong>
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				He decides to take a shower, though the prospects of trying to change in the small confines of the bathroom arent that appealing to him. Since now one is home, he decides to strip in the hallway, placing his clothes in a neat pile right outside the door. He locates a towel that he doesnt think his sister or her room mate were using and turns the shower on. He takes a moment to look at himself in the mirror.<br><br>His body is clean shaven and lean - athletic. College&nbsp; hadn't taken its toll on him yet and he worked out. While not bulky, he wasnt skinny either. At 6'0" he was looking pretty well proportioned. As the mirror begins to steam, he shuts the door and hops into the shower, lathering up with soap and shampoo, feeling a little more relaxed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>29-01-2007, 14:34:00</strong>
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				The bathroom is small, but seems very neatly kept.&nbsp; Bottles of body lotions, shampoos, conditioners, shaving cream all are lined up in a rack fixed into the wall.&nbsp; Some of them are well known names, some seem a bit fancy or exotic.&nbsp; A loofa hangs under the showerhead.&nbsp; The showhead is one of the types that can be unfastened on a flexible hose, and turned to a variety of settings from normal stream to pulse to massage.<br><br>About halfway through his shower he thinks he hears a door open and shut and a woman's voice...
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2007, 14:51:12</strong>
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				Despite thinking he heard a womans voice and the door open, he continues to wash himself in the shower. The warmth and soothing affect of the water feel very soothing to him after the days journey. He attunes the noises to the TV that he had left on. He wasnt expectign his sister - or her as of yet unmet room mate - to be back any time soon. It was a little past 2 in the Afternoon, and they both worked or had classes. As far as he knew. <br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>29-01-2007, 15:11:23</strong>
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				The bathroom door opens, and a lyrical and strong female voice speaks, "Excuse me, but I really have to use the toilet."&nbsp; There is a slight accent to the voice, particularly on that last word, but he would be forgiven if he didn't concentrate much on that as she walks in.&nbsp; The shower curtain is beaded with water and slightly opaque, but still fairly clear so that the bathroom's single light fixture would provide the person in the bath with enough illumination to clean themselves.&nbsp; She looks tall and lean, with dark hair back in a ponytail.&nbsp; She wears what he realizes was a workout outfit - a tight red camisole style top over a black sportsbra and spandex long leggings.&nbsp; As she passes so close in profile he sees she has quite a body - her chest shapely despite being compressed by the sports bra, her waist trim and stomach flat, but her hips and bottom curvy and her legs long.<br><br>She pulls down her leggings and sits on the toilet in a quick motion, and sits there facing him in the shower.&nbsp; Though the curtain he can't make out the expression on her face, but she certainly isn't looking away from him.<br><br>"So, you must be Sam.&nbsp; I'm Alexandra.&nbsp; I do hope you're not as prudish as your sister used to be."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2007, 17:53:22</strong>
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				The female voice, unfamiliar to him, catches him by suprise, and he quickly moves to cover up his private parts. He turns to look through the shower curtain, trying to hide as much as he can though there is really no where he can move to. The profile of the woman - alexandra she called herself - was better than what he would have imagined. Suprises were generally pleasant. He wasnt sure what to say as she sat down on the toilet as she seemed to know who he was.<br><br>"Can you...uh...pass me a, uh, towel when you're done?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>29-01-2007, 18:34:39</strong>
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				"I'd be glad to."&nbsp; Her voice almost purrs.&nbsp; "I'll need a shower myself.&nbsp; I hope you're planning on leaving enough for me, or should I plan to wait a bit to let the tank recover?"<br><br>"So", she continues as if they were just sitting in the living room, "did you have a good trip over?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2007, 18:46:08</strong>
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				He was slightly uncomfortable that she was having a conversation with him while he was in the shower. Especially since they hadnt met each other before. He hadnt been in the shower too long so he doubted he had used up much of the water supply. Besides, a building this size would have a large supply of it based on all the tenents who lived there.<br><br>"Sure. Long bus ride and its still cold. I think i feel alseep here already." he says quickly, before sticking his hand out from the shower so she could give him a towel.
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				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>29-01-2007, 19:01:40</strong>
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				She stood from the toilet and flushed it, and through the curtain he could see there was only a tiny patch of darkness between her thighs, before she pulled a very small thong up from her pants over herself, and then the leggings.<br><br>She picked up a white towel, and with one hand pulled the shower curtain back casually as she handed it to him, giving her a clear look over his body.&nbsp; Her dark eyes slowly looked up up and over in that brief moment, a tiny smile on her lips.&nbsp; Her hair was black and curly, a few strands escaping to dangle over her ears.&nbsp; Her features were aquiline, her gaze steady and strong.&nbsp; Up close she seemed even more impressive, the curves of her breasts constrained in her sports bra.<br><br>"Why, here you go."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2007, 19:14:10</strong>
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				He made his best attempt at covering up his genitals as she pulled back the shower curtain. Perhaps she was one of those wierd nudist people? Though by the looks of things, she wouldnt look bad at all in the nude. He quickly grabbed the towel from her hand and wrapped it around his waist.<br><br>"Thanks." He says, but cant get out of the shower. The bathroom is really too small for two people to use at the same time, and he would literally haveto climb over to get out. So he waits for her to move. His clothes, of course were outside thedoor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>29-01-2007, 22:54:09</strong>
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				There is a pause, that while very short in the reality of time, seems long to him as she looked into his eyes.&nbsp; "Yes, much like your sister."&nbsp; There was a provactive tone there, a sultry tone, an alluring tone.<br>"Why don't you get changed in your sister's room, then.&nbsp; It's the door across the hall."<br><br>She turns, and her firm heart-shaped bottom sways as she walks away from him out the door, and turns down the hall.&nbsp; He remembers that there was a door at the end of the hallway as well as the one across from the bathroom - that far one must be her bedroom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2007, 23:30:30</strong>
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				His eyes are drawn to that ass as she sways down the hallway and away from him. He realises he is starting to make a pool on the bathroom floor with the water that is dripping off him, so he quickly moves and grabs his clothes with one hand, holding the towel around his waist with the other. A very interesting way to meet his sisters room mate.<br><br>He quickyl pads down the hallway, trying to keep the floor as dry as he can and into his sisters room, shutting the door behind him and taking a few steps in. His tosses his clothes on the bed and starts to towel dry himself, starting with his close-crop hair.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>30-01-2007, 14:40:24</strong>
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				As he ducks into Jen's room, he sees Alex crossing the doorway into her own bedroom at the end of the hall.&nbsp; She is pulling off her top as she does so, showing a smooth strong back where not covered by the sports bra.&nbsp; And then she's out of sight, though the door remains open.<br><br>Jen never was very neat at home, so Sam isn't too surprised that the room is a little chaotic, though better than he remembered when they were younger.&nbsp; The bed is unmade, some clothes are on the floor, a flannel bathrobe draped over the end of the bed.&nbsp; A small desk is covered with what looks like school work.&nbsp; The bedroom isn't too big, and he realizes that unless the apartment is an odd shape, Alex's bedroom must be larger.&nbsp; The window has thin, pale blue curtains that filter the sunlight coming in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>30-01-2007, 18:24:26</strong>
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				He was already noticing the differences between Alex and his sisters. Alex seemed a lot more forward and confident and athletic. And if his sisters room was anything to go on, then Alex's room would be looking pretty neat. Or a lot worse. Though he doubted the latter. He pulled on his boxers then his jeans and socks, putting on same AXE Deoderant before pulling his shirt back on. He tosses the towel onto a pile of other towels he spies in the room. Knowing his sister, she wouldnt realise the additional towel. <br><br>Dressed, he moves back to the living room, sitting down on the couch once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>30-01-2007, 18:38:40</strong>
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				As Sam comes out of Jen's room, the bathroom door is just shutting.&nbsp; A moment later there is the sound of the shower starting up.<br><br>He notices that the coffee table now has a short pile of thick, professional magazines, the topmost being an architecture monthly, and a few of the others being visible as another architecture one, a high-end photography magazine, and what looks to be a French fashion magazine.&nbsp; Beneath them is a bound notebook with a intricately geometric patterned black, white, and red cloth cover with a small tab and fastener to keep it closed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>30-01-2007, 18:45:02</strong>
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				Intrigued by the notebook that seems so out of place amongst the other, he glances over his shoulder just to make sure she wasnt about to pop out of the bathroom. He figured he had a few minutes to open it, read it, and put it back before she got out of the shower. He quickly moved over to the table, uncovered the notebook, opening it, and began to examine its contents...
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>30-01-2007, 22:34:47</strong>
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				It seems to be a personal notebook and sketchbook.&nbsp; The pages are an unlined, offwhite color, and her notes and sketches are in narrow, sharp pencil or ink.&nbsp; There are sketches of buildings, rooflines, doorways - some that seem like things she might see in the city, some that seem a bit more fantastic.&nbsp; The notes alongside are usually in English, sometimes in what looks like French, with phrases like "ornate ironwork" or "southern sunlight comes in from the left" or "not dynamic enough".<br><br>Then there are fashion sketches, almost all of womenswear, the strokes fast and loose, the figures rarely having faces, the clothing dynamic and flowing or tight and form-fitting.&nbsp; The notes alongside these tend to be in French.<br><br>Then there are drawings of people.&nbsp; A very detailed drawing of a old woman's face, a coffee cup held up to her lips, the lines of her face flowing into the lines of her hair.&nbsp; A young woman, leaning on a wall, talking on her cellphone, her jeans tight and low, a tight belly-baring shirt - a lot of attention to the clothes and how the body shapes in the clothes.&nbsp; Several incomplete sketches seem to be of people on the subway or in coffeeshops.<br><br>All these are intermingled, but then the next one really stops him: It is a slender woman, bracing herself in a doorway, nude.&nbsp; Her hair is spiky and short, her breasts small, firm, and high, her sex concealed by a few strokes of black ink for hair.&nbsp; There are ring piercings in each breast, and some small tattoo low on her belly just above the hair.&nbsp; Her features are briefly sketched, but strong, with narrow eyebrows and her cheekbones brought out with a single simple stroke.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>31-01-2007, 23:44:39</strong>
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				He admires the artwork. It was pretty impressive, he thought. She must be some sort of artist? He wasnt sure if his sister had ever mentioned what her room mate did or studied. By the looks of things, it was sketching. He was a little suprised when he came across the nude sketch, though caught himself staring at the detail. He even found it slightly arousing, though he doubted he would ever be into BDSM or whatever 'Goth' girls were into. <br><br>Deciding it was best not to continue looking through the notebook - who knows WHAT would be on the next page, and hopefully it wasnt anything too personal - so as not to get caught. He quickly closes it and tries to arrange it how it was before as best he can.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>01-02-2007, 14:06:26</strong>
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				Just as Sam has finished restacking, he hears the water turn off in the shower.&nbsp; Looking around he sees a couple other things that make him think of the differences between Jen and Alex.&nbsp; There is the mess of a newspaper and pop women's magazines, and then there is the neat stack of higher end publications.&nbsp; On a shelf he now notices a number of more such magazines lined up neatly straight up, spines out, held in place by a carved black wood bookend.&nbsp; Then on a shelf opposite it is a looser pile of magazines and catalogs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>01-02-2007, 15:15:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				If the bedroom is an example, then he can take a guess which set of magazines are his sisters. He glances over at the neater of the groupings, figuring them to be the room mates, reading over the names on the spines. He doubts that there are any that would intrigue him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 18:31:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Much like the stack on the table, it seems that most of them are about architecture, photography, fashion, and art.&nbsp; All are of the thicker, square-bound variety seen in the higher-end, more expensive magazines.&nbsp; Then he noticed that ordered next to the architecture design monthlies are three books that are the same size of the magazines.&nbsp; One's spine reads, "History and Design of English Castles", the second is "A Turret too Tall" with some subtitle he can't read from this distance, the third being "Elizabeth to Eyre" with another subtitle too small to read from the couch.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2007, 21:36:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Intrigued by these history books - he was a history major after all - he moves over to get a closer look. He doubted they were his sisters. She wasnt a big fan of history. Which meant they had to be her room mates. 'History and Design of English Castles' caught his attention first, and he pulled it from the bookshelf, opening it up as he moves back to sit on the couch.<br><br>He thumbs through to the table-of-contents and scans over it quickly, before slowly starting to sift through the other pages, mostly looking at the images and pictures of the castles and floorplans inside. If most of his days were going to be spent alone, then he would have plenty of time to read it then.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>04-02-2007, 03:46:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Perhaps he had become lost in the book, or perhaps she was just quiet on her feet, but Sam didn't notice Alex until she sits down next to him on the couch, leaving only a bare inch of space between them.<br><br>"You can really tell the difference between the ones expected to fight a defense and those that just look like it, can't you.&nbsp; There's a beauty in the utility."&nbsp; Her voice is perhaps a bit softer than normal conversation, as if she was trying not to intrude too much on his thoughts, or was that the alluring tone again?<br><br>She had a towel wrapped around her wet hair like some strange white headwrap.&nbsp; She wore a black cotton robe that looked soft and just thick enough to provide some warmth.&nbsp; It was loosely belted, and from the corner of his eye he could see it cover her down to just about the knee while sitting, but seemed to V into mid-chest on top.&nbsp; She was leaning slightly towards him, her head angling to look at the book.&nbsp; If he was cool enough he could turn and look her right in the eye, almost be nose to nose, and somehow resist letting his eyes wander...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>04-02-2007, 18:49:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her closeness suprised him as her voice broke the spell of the book on him. Startled by he sudden appearance, he turns to face her but his eyes are drawn not to her face but to the cleavage exposed by the V of her robe. He realises too late that she would have seen his eyes drift southwards, but he attempts to recover and looks up into her face as he tilts backwards away from her, their proximity a little too close for his comfort.<br><br>"I, uh, yeah. Definately. Some had fatal flaws too despite the, uh, massiveness of their walls. Building a castle on an island made it just as hard to resupply as it did to take it. William Wallace managed to do it though..." He responds to her, hsi face slightly flushed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>06-02-2007, 00:30:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes were drawn to, and rewarded by, the smooth curves revealed by the V of her top.&nbsp; Her breasts were pleasantly full, even moreso than he had seen before now that they weren't compressed by her jogbra.&nbsp; Indeed they had no support now.&nbsp; The top was open enough that he could see the entire side of her opposite breast almost in profile, the slight fold as the breast was weighed down by gravity and the pull of the top. Despite the darkness of the cloth even the slight rise of a nipple pressing against the robe.&nbsp; Her skin had a beautiful smooth complexion.<br><br>When his eyes raised to her face, was that a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth?<br><br>"You sound like you know more than someone who just saw the movie.&nbsp; Is this a subject you like to spend your time with?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-02-2007, 00:37:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods his head, mindful not to let his eyes be drawn back to her glorious cleavage. At such close proximity, she was sure to notice. It was tempting, but it wasnt like either of them were drunk.<br><br>"Yes, i'm a History Major actually. I know its only Freshman year, but i'm pretty sure i wanna do history. European Emphasis obviously. Medieval Europe has also held a spell on me, though i'm more interested in World War 2. I'll take what i can get - as far as courses, that is."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>06-02-2007, 14:23:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"World War 2"&nbsp; she sighs "the last glorious war.&nbsp; But it doesn't have the pagentry, the romance, the heart of the earlier periods.&nbsp; Tell me what bunkers on the Normandy coast men wanted to serve in, what ditches on the Bulge they were proud to fly a flag from.&nbsp; That's nothing like what a castle was."&nbsp; Her eyes seem to flash, not from anger but from the passion in the tone of her words.&nbsp; There's a lot of life there.&nbsp; "Do you want to interview old men about how they followed orders and suffered, or dig in beautiful old manuscripts in dialects that are no longer spoken aloud?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>11-02-2007, 15:33:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"World War 2 wasnt about serving in a specific place - it was about serving in a specific unit and the comradery that came with it. 'Band of Brothers' was coined during the War. But thats besides the point. That sort of thing wasnt documented in Medieval Europe. Visually, Castles are by far a lot better. And its always fun examining how they were built, secret passages,&nbsp; and their defensives." He retorts, immediately getting defensive over some of his favorite historical subjects. He manages to keep his eyes averted the whole time.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>11-02-2007, 20:26:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes stay on his, a long intensity of eye contact that normally is only maintained for confrontation or intimacy.&nbsp; "But surely men so far away from home in the Crusades had such ties?&nbsp; And what of Henry's famous speech to his fighters, urging them once more into the breech as brothers among men?&nbsp; I'm sure you could find such comradery there as well."&nbsp; She finally blinks, long dark lashes that must be naturally thick since she just came out of the shower.<br><br>"I do agree that castles are more appealing visually.&nbsp; But then, I'm a very visual person.&nbsp; Do you find words more powerful, or are you a visual person too?"&nbsp; Her accent seemed to surface again in that last bit, making it seem sultry again, and her dark eyes seemed to look deep into his.&nbsp; Was she trying to imply something?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>11-02-2007, 21:49:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Henrys words are only as Shakespeare crafted them. There is no evidence that he said any such thing. Shakespeare, of course, was going for a dramatic effect." He shakes his head. "I am sure there was such comradery, but it is not something historians like to look at or have first hand accounts of." He says, having to break eye contact with her. It didnt help that they were sitting so close. "I am, uh, a uh, visual learner."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 16:07:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm" she murmured by way of agreement.&nbsp; "Then envision what Henry might really have said."&nbsp; She leaned forward into his space just a bit more, taking her eyes from his to look down at the book and extending her far arm across them to point at a photo of a ruined castle wall and then to the artist's image of what it might have looked like.&nbsp; The action caused her robe to drape a bit more open, as he could see from the corner of his eye.<br><br>"Imagine a great man standing there, his troops behind him, a breech made in the wall.&nbsp; His armor and clothing fine, but covered in the muck of battle.&nbsp; Something about him compels his men to follow rather than desert.&nbsp; And on the other side, the powerful tall battlements - a more palpable feel than the sterile towers of steel and glass.&nbsp; There's a moment of passion there in that place.&nbsp; Something we can recapture in our art and architecture if we try."&nbsp; Her voice is passionate again, her words coming more rapidly, as if this is something she is used to trying to convince people of.&nbsp; In that moment it is clear she isn't really arguing against Sam, so much as for something she believed in, her own eyes unfocused a bit perhaps as she looks at the book and envisions it herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>12-02-2007, 20:14:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His mind begins to picture what she describes, but is distracted as she leans in closer. His eyes drop to her breasts, momentarily, before following her hand to the page of the book once more. As she continued to speak, it became obvious that the book he had looked through that had contained the drawings were hers. She seemed very passionate about it.<br><br>"It wont exist as it once did, no matter how hard we try. Thats why it is so...romantic of an&nbsp; idea. But times have changed, and the effect of castles on&nbsp; us isn't what it was on them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 16:33:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His glance takes him to her opposite breast, the robe folded a bit more open by her gesture.&nbsp; The whole top of her breast is revealed to his gaze, though shrouded in shadow from her arm.&nbsp; Round, firm, and high upon her chest, under slender prominent collarbones, her whole torso seeming to show smooth skin and toned muscle.&nbsp; Just there in the shadows his eye is drawn to her small and dark areola, the nub of her nipple standing up and begging for a touch.&nbsp; And then as he speaks, her arm falls back again and her breast is wrapped and concealed again by the robe.<br><br>"You're right."&nbsp; Her voice is less forceful, softer.&nbsp; "The past is gone, but we still can enjoy its ideas, its romantic notions.&nbsp; And who wants the ideas of a king and peasants and bloody death in the mud of a battlefield.&nbsp; But some of us at least can try to bring the good parts of it into our lives."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>13-02-2007, 18:41:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The view of her nipple and her perk breasts was extremely tantalizing. He couldn't help but look, or want to see me. He felt his groin area heat up. If he wasn't careful, he'd have a woody to deal with too. He averted his eyes back to the book. <br><br>"Yeah." He responds. He didn't want to deal a blow to the notion she had of the age. It wasn't at all what people thought. Peasants hardly knew their Kings. Kings hardly knew their subjects. It was all about survival and farming the land. There wasn't a feeling of nationalism or anything. But he didn't want to say anything. "Are you studying History?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 03:52:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shook her head, making the towel wrapped around her hair wobble a bit unsteadily and threaten to come untucked.&nbsp; "I was a Fine Art undergrad, and I'm studying Architecture now."&nbsp; Her eyes turn back to his, still with the prolonged eye contact, though the intensity seems a bit softer.<br><br>"I like to dabble here and here, though.&nbsp; For a while I was a Literature major, and even took a few engineering courses - helped with the sculptures I was doing at the time, actually, and it ended up being a good start for architecture too."&nbsp; She pauses for a beat.&nbsp; "My adviser kept telling me to stop being impulsive about my passions."&nbsp; She doesn't laugh, but the way her eyes sparkle and her mouth turns she might as well have.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>15-02-2007, 17:41:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam nods his head. Proof -there it was- that she was the artist behind the pictures. But was she using her imagination on the naked one(s) or was she using live-'sculptures' to do it? <br><br>"I've always known i would be a History Major. I came in already declared. I dont see myself doing anything else really. Architecture seems too busy for me, though i do take the occasional art course. Always fun to learn about the Art of a culture you're studying in an entirely new class. I take it you draw and look at a lot of still-life?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 04:28:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex relaxes into the couch a bit more, "Oh, I sketch pretty much anytime my mind starts to wander.&nbsp; I sketch people I see on the streets - coffee shops are always good.&nbsp; I sketch odd building ornamentation that catches my eye.&nbsp; I sketch ideas that I have to get them out of my head - even if they wouldn't ever work.&nbsp; That's just like keeping a journal of ideas for me - just part of life."<br><br>"More seriously of course I do a lot of work on drafting.&nbsp; They like to emphasize that we need know know our way around a drafting table as much as a CADD program."<br><br>She breaks eye contact again, looking upward towards the ceiling.&nbsp; "I haven't done any sculpture for a while, I guess.&nbsp; I have been doing a bit of fashion design and some help with some friends of mine who are more in the clothing world - I've gotten pretty decent with a sewing machine.&nbsp; I also sometimes help them out as a model to show their stuff off when they need someone on short notice.&nbsp; Their ideas are pretty infectious."&nbsp; Her voice is building up speed again.<br><br>She turns back to him.&nbsp; "I guess I like to do a little of anything, and try anything that seems fun or new.&nbsp; I'm not really someone who likes to be inhibited or tied to just one anything."&nbsp; There's a playfulness to her mouth and eyes just then.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 16:10:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I cant draw for the life of me. Well, smiley faces and stick figures are no problem, but anything more serious then that and you're better off with an 8-year old." He chuckled. He realised she seemed to be pretty passionate about what she did, and his mind wandered to what she would be like in bed. He hoped her passion carried over...stop that! If he kept thinking like that&nbsp; he would be standing at half mast in his jeans!<br><br>"Its great that you get so passsionate about your work. So many people do things 'for the money'. I knew getting into History wont be the most lucrative of jobs, but at least i'll love every minute of it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 18:42:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So the art classes you take are more art history?&nbsp; You seem like the curious kind."&nbsp; One eyebrow is raised just a bit.<br><br>"You know, if you think you might be interested, I was going to help a friend set up a showing of her work tomorrow morning.&nbsp; We could use some muscular help, if you're interested.&nbsp; It's a fairly eclectic body of work."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 20:38:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, mostly art history. Like i said, i cant draw worth a shit. But sure, i can help, not like i've got anything to do anyways. How early will i have to get up?" He asks. There was no point in sitting around all day. And he didnt mind looking at his sisters room mate one bit - from what he had managed to glimpse she was very very hot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 20:49:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think we'll be able to start moving things into the space at 10am, so she had asked for me to meet her there about then.&nbsp; We can take the subway, won't be more than 30 minutes to get there."<br><br>She stood up from the couch.&nbsp; "Well, I suppose I should get some clothes on.&nbsp; Back in a few."&nbsp; She turned away from him.&nbsp; For a moment, the robe was damply stuck against her backside, giving away every curve of her hips and bottom - firm but rounded - not the tone of an athlete or a luscious bubble, but in the middle somewhere.&nbsp; Then she, perhaps unconsciously, flicked the robe with her hands and it fell away again.<br><br>Just as she started down the hallway, she paused, but one hand out to lean on the corner, and looked back at him.&nbsp; "And thanks for being willing to help."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 20:54:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes seemed to be glued to that hint of her shapely ass, slightly dismayed when the material fell away again.Still, he could see her shapely legs. He had to get the thought of his head! She was his sisters room mate! He couldnt start thinking dirty thoughts about her!<br><br>'I, uh, ok. Sounds good to me. No problem." He says, offering her a smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 21:01:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She disappeared around the corner, but her voice calls back up the hall as she walked - "If you want to keep talking, you can come on down..."&nbsp; He can hear her footsteps cross into her room, but he didn't hear the door shut.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 21:07:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Why not? He thought. He got up off the couch and moved down the hallway. He stopped and leaned against the wall outside her door. She was getting dressed after all. And her door was open. Why not take a peek...<br><br>He cautiously peered around the corner of the door frame, only glancing in long enough to catch an eyeful, hoping she wasnt looking towards the door, before brining his head back around. "Do you guys have off for spring break right now or later?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 21:27:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had swung the door about three-quarter closed, plenty of room for him to talk around while completely outside, or to poke his head in.<br><br>As he leaned in, he could see that this room was larger than his sisters by the width of the hallway.&nbsp; The room gave the impression of being well put together.&nbsp; A queen-sized bed sat at the far end, the frame styled as if wrought iron in a curling pattern, a red comforter crisply made over it.&nbsp; A dresser with mirror, a few chairs, and a desk with a large and slightly inclined surface - a drafting surface, in fact - as well as another small desk with a computer.&nbsp; a red-and-white oval rug covered the wood.<br><br>Alex was bent over at the waist, still in her robe, facing obliquely away from him near her bed as he peeked in.&nbsp; She had tossed the head-wrap towel onto a post of her bed, and was combing the hair from the back of her head down with her fingers.&nbsp; This made the robe draw up the backs of her legs, exposing long strong thighs, but just barely concealing the lower curve of her bottom.&nbsp; She started to straighten up just as he pulled back away.<br><br>She calls back to him to answer his question, "I'm done with my classes for now, but Jen still has a mid-term on Monday I think."&nbsp; As far as he can tell, she didn't see him peek in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-02-2007, 22:03:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The differences in their rooms is apparent. She was the clean one. He liked that about a girl - nothing was more annoying then a person who couldn't clean up after themselves. The view he caught when looking into her room was more then pleasing, though he had wanted to see more of her then had been revealed. He wondered if she shaved down there and hoped that she did. He didnt want to risk another look though.<br><br>"You got lucky then."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 00:08:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, Jen is taking more classes than I am.&nbsp; She's trying to pull off three classes when most part-time students only do two.&nbsp; I'm just taking one architecture class and then taking a pretty easy special-topic class with one of the art professors and a few other students."<br><br>If he listens carefully, Sam can hear the sound of a brush through her thick hair.<br><br>"What about you?&nbsp; What are you doing in your school right now?&nbsp; I can't remember what year Jen said you were."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 00:29:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Freshman." He says, leaning his head back against the wall, sliding his hands into his pockets. Should he risk another glance? No, he couldn't. Not while they talked. "Fully loaded 20-credit semester, so only one intro History course and a bunch of core classes. Fun stuff, you know." he says the last sarcastically. "I'll probably go to grad school too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 00:57:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, History is one of those ones that you pretty much have to head for at least a Masters in if you want to really do work in it.&nbsp; Or do you want to branch off into something like Anthropology or become a writer or something?"&nbsp; Her voice sounds pretty understanding, on a topic that could easily be mocking coming from a more profession-oriented student.<br><br>"I had a friend who started in History, but ended up in Poli-Sci.&nbsp; He working an intern position in Washington now."<br><br>The sound of the brush pauses for a moment, and there's the sound of a drawer, and then the brushing continues again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 01:02:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I dont really know, to be honest. Havent thought out much beyond majoring in European History. I guess i should probably make my mind up pretty soon about it though. I might minor in Creative Writing...not really sure." He risks another glance in through the doorway when he hears the brushing stop and the drawer open. He cant help himself. What guy could?<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 01:14:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The dresser is against the opposite wall, so it was a reasonable risk.<br><br>She still has her robe on, and she's bent over less than last time.&nbsp; A brush dangles from one hand.&nbsp; Her hair is down now, and comes down to her shoulder in curly waves.&nbsp; As he watches, she pulls a rather small-looking dark red thong out of the top drawer, then a bra in the same shade.<br><br>As she straightens up, he can see her eyes briefly in the mirror on the wall above the dresser.&nbsp; Did she see him?&nbsp; He could duck back quick, or keep watching from around the corner...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 01:20:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He cant pull his eyes away. If she had seen him, she made no motion to say she had. He could feel his cock starting to grow hard in his pants as his mind wandered and at the sight of the thong and bra. He wanted her to remove the robe - she cant be that shy, having gone to the bathroom while he was in the shower. But he kept close to the edge of the door frame, ready to dart out of view if she turned to face him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 02:03:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She straightened, turning away from him to toss the panties and bra on the bed.<br><br>"Writing is good.&nbsp; I must say I can't read some history because it's so damn dry."<br><br>She brushed her hair a few more times, then turned back to the dresser and lightly dropped it on the top.&nbsp; As she bent again, her now more free-flowing hair cascaded forward to veil her face.&nbsp; Another drawer opened, and out came two larger items - both black.&nbsp; She tossed them to the bed, and again turned to put her back to the door.<br><br>"What kind of things do you like to write?"<br><br>She bends deeply towards the bed, for the briefest of moments he can see the shadow of her bottom curving, then she straightens a bit and it disappears again.&nbsp; She pulls on her thong, and he sees red lace stretching as it disappears under the hem of the robe.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 04:16:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He wonders what clothes she is going to put on, and feels his erection harden as he catches a glimpse of her naked rear. He loved a girl who took care of her body. He ducked his head back out of the way so that his voice sounded the same as he spoke.<br><br>"Creative Fiction mostly. You know, the sort of thing most people laugh at. Elves and Dwarves and Orcs. That sort of thing. And i of course dabble in a little historical fiction too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 17:41:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've heard good things about the alternate history type of books.&nbsp; There are some good ones I hear.&nbsp; And I have a lot of friends who like fantasy as well.&nbsp; I'm a big Lord of the Rings fan.&nbsp; Actually, you'll see some fantasy inspired pieces of Elisa's tomorrow."&nbsp; She laughs lightly.&nbsp; "I think most normal people would either laugh at or be shocked at much of the art my friends make - but that's what brings us to a city that has a real art scene, I guess."<br><br>He could just hear the sound of cloth on cloth from inside of the room, and only his imagination could tell him what he was missing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 18:29:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He wasn't sure what she meant by him being surprised by the art, but he imagined it might have something to do with the naked drawing of the girl he had come across. As much as he wanted to peek back around he knew it would be more then risking it at this time. She was bound to be nearly dressed by now anyways.<br><br>"Yeah, I'm a big fan of Harry Turtledove when it comes to stuff like that. And everyone who likes fantasy has to love Tolkien too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 18:57:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There's a quiet wood on wood clatter, and the sound of a closet door being opened.<br><br>"Turtledove, that's the name.&nbsp; Haven't read any myself.&nbsp; Do you have any of your writing with you?"<br><br>He can hear her bare feet on the floor walking in his direction.&nbsp; "I always like to see other people's art.&nbsp; Maybe you can look through my sketchbook, tell me what you like, if you have something I can read."<br><br>She appears in the doorway.&nbsp; Her hair falls luxuriantly to her shoulders in dark curls.&nbsp; She wears a tight black sleeveless top with thin straps that shows off strong, toned shoulders and upper arms.&nbsp; The scoop-neck front shows a bit of cleavage and a hint of red lace on the edge of her bra.&nbsp; Her skirt is pleated, and swings with her hips pleasantly, falling to a few inches above her knees.<br><br>"Like to share?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 19:01:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He gawks at her sudden transformation, the clothes she is wearing now a far cry from the robe she had been wearing earlier. He hadn't caught much of a glimpse of her while he had been in the shower. He caught himself staring and pushed away from the wall, returning towards the kitchen and living room.<br><br>"Yeah, just a little something i've been working on. Its on my laptop of course. I'd, uh, love to look through your, uh, sketchbook."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 21:23:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he takes his eyes up from staring, her eyes are on his again.&nbsp; There's that twinkle in her eyes again, that not-quite-smile on her lips.&nbsp; She certainly knows what he was looking at, even if it still isn't clear if she knew he was peeking earlier.&nbsp; She looks down at herself.&nbsp; "I figured there was no reason for me to change twice before we go to the club."<br><br>She follows him down the hall, continuing on casually.&nbsp; "I was going to make myself a hot drink.&nbsp; Fancy any yourself?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 21:31:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Club? Had she mentioned something about a club earlier? He couldnt remember, but unless they could sneak him in or something, he wasnt going to be able to get into a club. He was a little too young for that. And he wasnt sure how well his fake ID would work.<br><br>"Um..nah, i'm good for now." He didnt want to tell her about the beer he had earlier. "So wheres that artbook of yours?" He asks as he pulls his laptop out of its bag, turning it on so he can access his story.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 22:16:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She heads to the kitchen, and he hears the clatter of a metal teapot on the top of the stove.<br>"It's on the table there, probably under some magazines" she calls from the kitchen.<br><br>"Sure you don't want some?&nbsp; I have some very nice Assam."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-02-2007, 23:15:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm fine, thanks." He responds, fumbling through the pile until he finds the journal.<br><br>Great, he thinks, this is going to be interesting. He opens it up and looks over the drawings very slowly. "You're a great artist!" He calls out, only thumbing through the first few pages of architectural drawings.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 00:22:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs from the kitchen.&nbsp; "Oh, now you're just being a flatterer."<br><br>She pokes her head around into the main living space.&nbsp; "Sometimes I think in French better, so sorry if you can't read some of it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 00:26:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				inevitably he comes across the picture of the naked girl. He was scared to turn the page, so kept it there for a few moments.<br><br>"French? I didnt know you were french." He responds. "Did you use a live model for the...uh...nudes?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 00:30:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her voice calls back from the kitchen as the kettle starts to purr then whistle.<br><br>"Oh yeah, of course.&nbsp; A couple of us swap off modeling for each other or otherwise helping out.&nbsp; I model fashions for a friend, she poses for me, you know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 00:36:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He gawked at that. If her friend tomorrow was the friend in the picture, he didnt think he would be able to keep a straight face. He turned the page, hesitantly, wondering if more nudes were to follow.<br><br>"You have some hot friends then."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 18:21:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs again.&nbsp; "That's nice of you to say - and a lot of them are pretty hot.&nbsp; But then most people can look pretty good when only described with a few strokes of pen and ink.&nbsp; It's like how most casual viewers get a feel that any black and white photo has a 'classic' or 'arty' look."<br><br>As he looks onward, there are two more sketches of the same girl, one reclining, one from behind, but both much more incomplete and hurried as if more experiments or attempts to capture a thought.&nbsp; Then the next few pages are back to details of buildings.<br><br>She walks into the living room carrying a white diner-style mug.&nbsp; She sits down next to him on the couch, and leans over to see where he is in the sketchbook just as he turns to a very detailed sketch of a gargoyle perched on an older building's corner.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 18:24:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Very impressive." He smiles as she sits down next to him. "The story is up on my laptop right there." He says, motioning to the coffee table in front of them. "Its just a story about a peasant boy who is about to get caught up in a war." He pauses for several seconds, looking over the gargoyle before turning onto the next page. She was a very good artist.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 18:44:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blows gently across the top of the mug, the scent of the hot rich tea floating into the air.&nbsp; Mixing with that is the soft floral scent of her shampoo from her still damp hair and a vaguely sandalwood smell that must either be from a body wash or perfume.&nbsp; She smiles up at him at his complement, making no movement towards the laptop yet.<br><br>The next page is another nude, but this time of a man in near profile.&nbsp; He is strongly muscled, his far arm curling up holding a dumbbell, the near arm straight down holding its twin.&nbsp; His arms are detailed in their musculature, the side view of his strong pecs similarly done.&nbsp; More lightly sketched is his head, face, and short-cropped hair.&nbsp; His lower torso is also more lightly sketched as it moves from the abdomen, but with quite a few strokes to define his flaccid manhood before his thighs fade off into open page.<br><br>He can feel her looking at him to see how he'll react.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 18:51:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes widen at the sight of the nude, muscled man. He hadn't been expecting to see a nude of a man - a friend of hers? - amongst the other pictures. He could admire the skill of her depiction of the way the muscles reacted in different stasis of strain, but he found the flaccid penis a little uncomfortable. He also became well aware of her peering over his shoulder.<br><br>"Do you...uh...draw pictures of...all your friends?" He stammers out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 21:16:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, not all of them... some are more inhibited than others."&nbsp; Her voice is casual, with a purr in it - just her accent showing again, or something else? - her tone soft, like it's almost in his ear.<br><br>"I think men have more trouble - it gets embarrassing for them if they have the very natural reaction to being naked in front of women.&nbsp; Men who can pose for a class full of students are more rare than women.&nbsp; Anyway, once I got him lifting he got less self-conscious about it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 22:25:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods his head, slowly. She was definitely a very interesting and attractive girl. Why couldn't there be more of them like her in the world? Or at least one that was in his range.<br><br>"I don't think I'd ever get the nerve to get naked in front of any sort of group - especially one full of women! His nerve must be as strong as those muscles of his."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>20-02-2007, 23:56:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sips on her tea before speaking, adding that scent to her words.&nbsp; As with many times that she rambles on, she gets more passionate sounding as she goes.<br><br>"It's not really about nerves I think, it's about comfort and the place and person.&nbsp; I was pretty comfortable the first time I got naked in front of a friend so she could draw me, more comfortable than the first time I got naked in front of a boyfriend, but it did take more the first time I modeled for an art class.&nbsp; But it's good - people should be more comfortable with their bodies."<br><br>"It's also not about looking perfect or anything when you're posing for an artist or a class.&nbsp; They aren't looking at you to have sex with you.&nbsp; One of the best models I know who poses for some of the same classes as me isn't the kind of girl would gets hit on all night at the clubs because of her looks - but she's a great model, the students love her - she's comfortable in her own skin."<br><br>"And being comfortable in her own skin makes her more confident, and guys do end up being attracted to her even though she isn't supermodel pretty.&nbsp; She has that aura that comes from that confidence."&nbsp; She laughs lightly at herself.&nbsp; "When people are confident being naked, it seems that other people want to see them naked more."<br><br>She blows on her tea again, and takes another sip.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>24-02-2007, 15:50:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He wouldn't mind seeing her naked. But he wasnt about to ask her to strip for him. He wasnt the kind of guy who could get naked in front of any one. He wasnt all that comfortable. But he supposed an artist who drew nudes would have to be comfortable getting naked themselves. It made sense to him.<br><br>"Yeah...i think its an Artist thing. You should&nbsp; be comfortable with what you draw. I dont think the average person would be willing to pose nude for an hour while a group of other people drew them."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>24-02-2007, 16:04:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs.&nbsp; "You're right.&nbsp; Actually the hard part isn't so much being naked as holding a pose steady."<br><br>She takes a sip.&nbsp; "Do you want to look at some more, or do you want to show me your story?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>24-02-2007, 16:13:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally, an escape! Knowing that her friends were the nudes made him slightly uncomfortable. He closes the book and places it on the table, reaching forward to grab his laptop. He brings it to him, placing it on his lap, before typing in his password. A few moments and clicks later, he has his story up on the screen.<br><br>"Its not great, but it is a start."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>24-02-2007, 16:24:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She leans into him to look over his shoulder, then reaches halfway over to take it to her own lap.<br>"Mind if I sit it over here? ... would be easier to read.&nbsp; &nbsp;You can look through some more pictures if you want while I read."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>24-02-2007, 16:31:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I, uh, sure." He says, feeling his face heat up with their close contact. He lets her take the laptop and he picks up her book again. Oh well. He opens up to where he left off, and slowly begins to thumb through the pages. <br><br>When she looked at the laptop, she would read the following.<br><br><strong>September, 1943<br><br>Tunisia, North Africa<br><br>Staging Area, 504th Parachute Infantry Regiment, 82nd Airborne Division</strong><br><br><em>A convoy of Jeeps and Trucks rumbled along a dusty desert road, dodging other vehicles headed in the opposite direction. Drivers honked and cursed at one another as they encountered the innumerable traffic jams of an army on the move. On either side of the road, baking in the heat, lay burnt-out wreckages of German Vehicles - tanks, trucks, and cars alike. They were systematically being taken away and disposed of. <br><br>Dust clouds billowed from the trucks, covering them in a thin layer of sand and grit. The heat was marginally bearable, well into the hundreds. The shade of the trucks helped keep the men cool. Some were used to the heat; others, those who had only been moved there recently, sat sweating in morose silence and had already emptied their canteens. The war in North Africa was finally over, but the Desert Fox had fled, called back to France months before. So close, yet so far.<br><br>These particular Jimmy Trucks and Jeeps were odd. They were completely covered, as if driving in a winter landscape. The men inside, around 10 men in each with all their equipment, were a rag-tag band of veterans from various outfits. Some were British, some Canadian; others were Americans from various ethnic backgrounds. They had never fought with each other before, and except for the Machine Gun and Mortar Teams, all were strangers.<br></em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>26-02-2007, 16:32:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Alex turns to read, Sam finds the next few pages much more comfortable.&nbsp; A couple fashion sketches, a detailed ink of a front door and the steps leading to it, and then a page filled with small details of a hand - apparently Alex's own.<br><br>Alex's head was nodding as she started reading.&nbsp; "Nice start, you've really painted the picture of the place." She spoke quietly as she started to scroll down the document, her attention now fully on it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 01:04:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks." He responds, glad that there were no more nude pictures gracing the page of her art book. "Always been a fan of the period so wanted to do it some justice with my words. I guess you could see i am as good with them as you are with a pencil." <br><br><em>The following part of his story consisted of the introductions of the main characters, their arrival at the Camp that was to be their training grounds for the next few weeks, and how much the heat sucked.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>27-02-2007, 18:20:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She keeps reading for a little bit, but as she gets to a natural pause in the story she stops and notices the time in the little clock in the corner of the screen.<br><br>"Ah, if we're going to sneak you in tonight I should make a few calls."<br><br>She leans forward to set his laptop back on the table before turning back to look at him.&nbsp; Her hair for a moment falls in curly strands over the side of her face before she brushes them back, her motion again flashing the sight of the red lace bra under her top.<br><br>"What kind of music are you into?&nbsp; Do you go to clubs much at school?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-02-2007, 02:12:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Was she purposely teasing him? He wasn't sure, but he thought she might be. He closed the document and shut down his laptop. Plenty of time to work on his story later...all the free time he would have.<br><br>'You know, the usual frat party crap. Doesn't really matter to me really. You sure you'll be able to get me in?" He asks, wondering how she planned to do it. There was only so much he would be willing to do to get in a night club. He didn't want to do it in a manner that some one of legal age would get arrested for.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>28-02-2007, 03:26:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I have a friend who's a DJ, and I get along with a couple of the people working the club she'll be playing at tonight.&nbsp; She'll need some help moving in her coffin and gear, and usually the people who help her end up being inside the club and all friendly with the staff before they start asking for money and IDs."<br><br>She smiles, with just a hint of intrigue ... or even naughtiness there.<br><br>"Of course, it means you can't start drinking before we hit the club, and we have to be there early - but I generally don't drink too much early in the night - gets in the way of dancing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>12-03-2007, 17:46:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It seemed that she was well connected. Not that he was going to complain. His fake ID worked pretty well where he went to school. Not a big town and it was pretty easy to get in everywhere. In the City, though, it was sure to go under more scrutiny and a more skilled eye. He didn't want any trouble. <br><br>"Sounds good to me then. My Fake ID isnt the best and i've never used it here before. Wouldn't to be getting you girls in trouble either."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 00:05:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aw, don't worry about it."&nbsp; She winked at him.&nbsp; "We'll be all set."<br><br>She took a good drink of her tea, then set it down next to the laptop.&nbsp; She rose off the couch with a bounce, the skirt seeming to bounce and wave at him to look at her bottom, and then she was moving towards a coat rack where she fished a cellphone out of a jacket pocket.&nbsp; She looked down at its display and paged through contacts as she walked a bit slower back to the couch, then sunk down onto it next to Sam again as the phone dialed.<br><br>She reached over and starts to flip a few more pages on the sketch book.&nbsp; "I think there's one of her in here somewhere..."&nbsp; But then the phone picks up and she withdraws her hand to hang in the air.<br><br>"Hey Meddie, what's new?"&nbsp; She winks at Sam again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 02:11:33</strong>
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				His eyes follow the bounce in the hopes of a glimpse of her sure-to-be-firm ass, but quickly looks away again as she turns around, focusing his attention on the TV for a moment. When she opens up the book again, he looks at it once more, and then thumbs through a few pages slowly when she starts talking on the cell-phone. She could point out her friend when he came across her, and hoped that she wouldn't be a nude.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 03:00:04</strong>
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				His eyes catch just a glimpse of the curve of her tight butt-checks for for a brief moment a glimpse of the stretchy red lace thong descending between them.<br><br>There are a few pictures of architectural elements, then a couple pages of sketches that appear to be of people at a cafe, and as he turns the next page his eyes are immediately caught.&nbsp; The page is filled with a pen and ink of a young woman from the chest up.&nbsp; She is a black woman, her hair in dreads that seem to rise up and have a life of their own.&nbsp; She wears a small triangle bikini top over a modest chest.&nbsp; Her eyes are heavily lidded, and there is a motion like she is swaying side to side.<br><br>Alex's hand moves to Sam's arm as he reaches this page, tapping him quickly and then giving his bicep a squeeze.&nbsp; Her hand remains firm on him as she talks.&nbsp; "Yeah, I hear you have a gig at Cobwebs tonight.&nbsp; Need a little help with your stuff?&nbsp; I've got a nice strong man here to help you, and I'll buy you dinner beforehand."<br><br>She pauses again, and Sam can hear the voice on the other end but not what she's saying.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 14:00:53</strong>
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				He wasn't sure what the woman seemed to be doing in the picture, but he imagined she might be sunbathing. It was a&nbsp; bikini top afterall. Or perhaps it was just a hot day? He really wasn't sure. It didn't help that she was now touching his arm, and firmly. It sent a warm feeling coursing through his body and he wasn't sure what to do with his arm. Instead, he just admired the picture and strained his ears to see what was going on.<br><br>He realized that she was also dressing him up some to make him sound more appealing - and more likely to get in the club for free. He liked a quick thinker.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 17:51:55</strong>
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				"Got ... Andrew ... wouldn't mind ... cutie?"&nbsp; He can just hear little fragments from Meddie's side of the conversation.<br>"Well, I've got him right here and he certainly fits the bill", Alex replied, her hand still on Sam's arm.<br>"You're ... you know that? ... Thai?&nbsp; ... hungry."<br><br>Alex looked at Sam for a sec, holding the phone away from her face just a bit.&nbsp; "You like Thai?"&nbsp; Her fingernails make a brief stroking motion on the inside of his bicep.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 17:55:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The bits of the conversation he could gather didnt seem to make much sense, but they were talking about him. He wondered what 'bill' he fit but continued to grow conscious of her hand on his bicep. Not that he had anything to hide - she had practically seen him naked in the shower earlier - but her touch was causing certain thoughts to stir in his mind, but he tried not to go there.<br><br>"Sure...as long as i don't have to eat something too exotic."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 18:33:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"He's up for that.&nbsp; Are you thinking Golden Ricebowl?"&nbsp; She gives Sam a little smile.<br>"Sure.&nbsp; I'll ... an hour and a half? ... load up ... all set... owes me."<br>"Sounds great.&nbsp; We'll meet you there.&nbsp; Ciao."<br><br>Alex clicks the cellphone closed, and wriggles a bit on the couch to turn more towards Sam.&nbsp; The motion brings one thigh up onto the couch between her and Sam, her lower leg tucked under the other one.&nbsp; This showed more of her toned, strong thighs though the skirt still covered what was between them.&nbsp; Her hand loosens and moves to the back of the couch, right next to his shoulder.<br><br>"We'll meet her in an hour and a half or so, and it's only about a half hour away.&nbsp; Then we can help her load up and move her stuff in, and we'll be all set."&nbsp; Her eyes run over him.&nbsp; "Why don't you get changed into something good for going out, I'll call Jen and let her know where to meet us, then we'll have plenty of time to get there."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 19:47:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He tries to restrain his eyes from soaking up those muscles legs of her as she shifts in a position much closer to him. Her proposal did sound good though. He nods his head in agreement. "Sure." <br><br>He stands and grabs his bag from behind the couch, moving towards the bathroom to change. He wasn't about to strip right in front of her, though in another situation that would sound more then perfect. He shuts the door behind him, but its not locked, as he unzips his bag and pulls off his clothes.<br><br>He would dress in jeans and a nice polo shirt, a red one.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 21:19:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes follow him, that mischievous smile on her face, dipping for a moment to watch the front of his jeans as his face turns away.&nbsp; As he starts down the hallway he sees her stretch her legs out onto the couch where he was sitting.<br><br>As he changes he can hear her talking, but can't really make out much more than a cheery tone of voice.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>14-03-2007, 22:21:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He undressed quickly enough and makes sure to put on fresh layer of AXE deodorant before pulling the red-polo on, stuffing his dirty clothes back into his bag. Checking himself once over in the mirror, he adjusts the collar and opens the door, heading back to the couch. He drops his bag behind it again and looks for a place to sit, her feet now in his spot.<br><br>"How do i look?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 15:12:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She's hanging up her cell phone as he exits.&nbsp; She watches him as he walks back in, her eyes roaming over him, how the shirt and jeans move with his body and hint at his shape beneath.&nbsp; "Not too bad" she says with some critique to her voice, but generally appreciative.&nbsp; "That'll be fine for tonight, I guess, though I'm tempted to take you shopping."<br><br>She curls her legs back up, making room for him to sit down.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 18:25:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles and sits down, all to aware of how close they are once more. His eyes dart over her curled leg, though he does so as he sits, returning his gaze to her eyes as he sits.<br><br>"I didn't go to Cancun for no reason - i don't have the money!" He grins. "I'm sure the dress-code isn't too strict?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 19:02:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As his eyes travel over her legs, he can see farther up her thighs can before now that she's in this position.&nbsp; Far enough that from the quick glance he's not entirely sure if he's seeing the deep shadows under the skirt or the front of that dark red thong he glimpsed earlier.<br><br>As his eyes come up to hers, he finds she seems to be watching where his eyes go.&nbsp; She doesn't say anything, but that wicked smile that has persisted on her face since they stopped talking about art, history, and his writing seems to just scream that she knows that he knows, and she likes it. :)<br><br>"Oh, don't worry about money." She says casually.&nbsp; She uncurls one leg and stretches it out across his lap, all the while watching his eyes.&nbsp; "I suppose we have a bit of time before we have to leave to meet Meddie."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 19:08:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His face reddens as their eyes meet, and that all knowing smile crosses her face. If she didn't like what he was doing, she wouldn't...present herself in such a manner to him, he realized. Then he finds her fine, firm leg in his lap and one of his hands rests instinctively on it before he realizes what he is done.<br><br>"I..uh...yeah, i guess we do."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 20:18:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her knee is just outside of his thigh, but it would be such a teasing short reach to cross that knee and slide a hand up that thigh.&nbsp; Her leg is toned and strong, but her skin is quite soft and smooth, and she must have shaved her legs just now in the shower.&nbsp; Then he notices one faint line of a pinkish scar along the side of her shin.&nbsp; She wiggles her bare toes a bit as his hand rests on her shin.&nbsp; Her toenails are unpainted but cleanly trimmed.&nbsp; There is a light scent of her bodywash, perhaps a touch of cucumber.<br><br>"Well let's see", she said with a musing tone of voice, "We can head over to Lanyard Square and browse the shops for a bit until it's time to meet Meddie at the Golden Ricebowl, or we can hang out here and keep comparing notes..."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 23:35:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				What guy liked shopping? Not many he knew. Well, guys who usually turned out to be gay did, at least in his experience, but he wasn't up for shopping. He'd rather take a look at more of her art.<br><br>"I'm afraid i'm not a very good shopper. I do love your art though - have you thought about publishing it all? You know, like selling it or something. Whatever artists do to make a living?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 23:49:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, I like dabbling too much."&nbsp; She stretches back against the arm of the couch, her arms back over her head as she leans her head back, breaking eye contact with Sam.&nbsp; Her chest is pushed out a bit by the motion, but with that tight top it's not like her chest is made that much more prominent.&nbsp; She runs her fingers through her hair as her head is tilted back.&nbsp; "I've had a couple sketches in journals, sometimes have a piece shown as part of someone else's show as a favor."<br><br>She leans herself back again, stretching one arm out on the back of the couch towards Sam and the other resting in her lap.&nbsp; "I've given some pieces away, but never sold any."&nbsp; Her fingertips toy with the sleeve of his polo.&nbsp; "I guess I haven't seen the need."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>15-03-2007, 23:53:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well if, you, uh, ever need a little extra...cash...that would be a good way to do it." He responds, the attention she was paying him was making him a bit nervous. He wasn't used to such attention from a girl, especially one he had only just met. Not like he was gonna stop her or anything.<br><br>"I guess writing...and publishing...is a little, uh, different, then artwork is."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 00:07:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think it depends on what you want to achieve."&nbsp; Her smile is different again now, a bit bemused and involved and less naughty and playful, though her outstretched fingertips keep making little circles in his sleeve.&nbsp; "I don't really need the money, but I do like people seeing my artwork.&nbsp; I like seeing people react to it.&nbsp; But I also like just making it.&nbsp; I have a little studio filled with stuff that I can't see getting rid of."<br><br>"Some people have to make a living from their work, or get a big thrill from having their stuff recognized by people in the know - and that can mean money.&nbsp; I mean, how would you feel if you were able to have your story published?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 00:08:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd feel elated." His face beamed at the thought. 'But the writing world is a little different from the art world i think. Most people write to get published - or hope to get published - at some point, while it might also start out as something they do for fun. Whats the point of writing - or drawing - something if no one else will read it?" He was trying his best to ignore her hand, and her leg despite how smooth she felt.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 00:42:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It depends.&nbsp; I have things I've drawn or painted that no one has seen, and for a lot of them I like it that way.&nbsp; They're like my secret little world.&nbsp; There are some things that may turn you on to do alone, and other things that are meant to be done with or for other people.&nbsp; I may like dancing in my room all by myself and that's fun, but dancing with someone is something different, and dancing while people you may not even know are watching is something different as well."<br><br>Her fingers stop toying with him, her hands rising to move as she talks.&nbsp; She tilts her head a little bit to the side, as if thinking as she talks.&nbsp; "Maybe its like that with your writing - you have an unseen audience that you may never meet who will experience your story and your own world."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 01:23:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods his head. He understood that. He had tried writing erotic tales at one point, but would never show anyone those stories. "I know what you mean." He relaxes a little as her hands move away from him, using the oppurtunity to lay back against the couch though his one hand still remained on her leg. "I suppose you get a choice with what you show people. I always viewed writing as working towards the means of something..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 03:09:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Towards a means of telling a story, of making a statement, or just making a living?"<br><br>She was definitely back to the conversational style.&nbsp; Her eyes were on his, with a little of the intensity they had during the conversation about castles and history.&nbsp; The teasing side was pushed away, and ironically that meant that she wasn't really paying as much attention to how she was positioned, how her leg moved against him as she shifted in her seat as she talked.&nbsp; If his eyes drifted, he would see that the gap under her skirt and between her thighs was actually wider now, but she didn't seem to be thinking of teasing him with that right now.<br><br>"For me it's often about just capturing that creative moment, or at least appreciating it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 03:21:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes did indeed wander down her leg as she shifted, pleased at the sight they caught, before flicking back up to her eyes. "Of...uh..." The glance had been enough to cause him to lose his composure again. "...telling the story...i guess. I really hadn't contemplated it too much - i'm only...starting out in college after all." He continues.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 03:28:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Indeed he could see what was now clearly the front of the dark red thong, tight between her legs, and it looks like it was sheer in places with a lace pattern that grew denser as it descended over her sex proper.&nbsp; But just as he registered that he pulled his eyes away.&nbsp; Her own eyes seem to have wandered in thought, so perhaps she hadn't even noticed him looking.<br><br>"Do you feel like it just has to get out?"&nbsp; Now her eyes did come back to his.&nbsp; "I like to draw what I see, whether its posed or just some part of life, but sometimes there's an idea, an image, a story that I just have to put down somehow.&nbsp; Just to get it out of my head maybe."<br><br>A hint of the mischief comes back into her face.&nbsp; "Sometimes I just can't resist the temptation of what is novel."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-03-2007, 18:16:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods his head. "I guess...i usually start writing one story then come up with a new idea and start another. I guess thats why none of them ever get done." He says, feeling his face flush again as their eyes meet. <br><br>She had to be the biggest tease he ever met! He had known a few girls like her, but not one like this. Or one that he kinda connected with on a certain level. The others all tended to be dumb-asses who couldn't figure out which way to turn when you told them to turn to the left.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 18:23:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods.&nbsp; "I'm sure that happens to everyone who is creative.&nbsp; Sometimes I start a sketch, but it never makes it to a bigger piece.&nbsp; Sometimes all it needs to be, all it can be, is a sketch.&nbsp; It's just a little experiment - we need the little experiments in life, or at least I do.&nbsp; You have to keep stretching and trying something new."<br><br>She sits up a little, keeping the one leg out on his thigh, but folding the other one in close to her.&nbsp; As her torso straightens up and her butt scoots back, the glimpse into her skirts disappears into shadow again.<br><br>"When was the last time you tried something that you've never done before."&nbsp; Her look is more of the serious, intense look so it doesn't carry as much of the double-entendre as it might, though that aspect is certainly there.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>17-03-2007, 20:05:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods his head. "Yeah, sometimes i incorporate those short scenes into other stories, or just leave them as is. Never sure if i will ever get back to them or not, but they're just there." He responds, his fingers twitching slightly on the skin of her leg.<br><br>"Umm...you mean like a type of drink? Then about two weeks ago."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 03:03:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs lightly.&nbsp; "No, No - something creative, something that was an attempt to invoke who ... you .. are."&nbsp; Those last words were punctuated by her finger pressing into his bicep.&nbsp; Her smile was playful, neither entirely the intense serious or sultry tease of before but somewhere in between.<br><br>"I tried clay sculpting last month - I wanted to make some of my ideas three dimensional, not just the two-D of my usual stuff.&nbsp; Turns out I'm not very good at it."&nbsp; She laughs at that, or perhaps some memory of how it transpired.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-03-2007, 15:32:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He prodding of his bicep doesn't hurt but its enough for her to get a feel of how solid it was. However, her words made his face wrinkle with confusion.<br><br>"I'm not sure i follow what you mean...the last time i made anything out of clay was when i was little and played with play-dough."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 14:43:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughed again.&nbsp; "No - when did you try something that wasn't in your normal range?&nbsp; For me, fired clay wasn't like my normal sketches.&nbsp; Why did you write something that wasn't historical fiction?&nbsp; Or try something like photography or painting?"<br><br>She keeps going in that style he's starting to see a lot of.&nbsp; "Our lives have to be about trying to new things, pushing our own limits, or else it all becomes a boring rut."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 14:45:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh..." He says, trying to think of something. There was that time he wrote an erotica story, but he wasnt about to tell her that. "..I guess in a writing class i took where we were forced to write contemporary crap. I did OK but hated writing a story like that."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 15:25:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Creativity doesn't have to be about classes though, does it?"&nbsp; She looked about ready to launch into another of her little "world as I see it" pieces, but then changed her mind.<br><br>She swung her leg off of his thigh and stood up.&nbsp; "Come on, maybe we can stop by and look at some things on our way in to meet Meddie."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 17:45:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Whether he was releived or not by her standing up was hard to tell. He might have been enjoying the feel of her shapely, firm leg under his hand and on his lap. Nevertheless, he stands up too. <br><br>"I guess not, but i guess i haven't been very...experimental outside the classroom." He responds, shrugging his shoulders in response.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 18:43:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, maybe this vacation is just what you need to loosen up a little."&nbsp; She stepped over a closet, and half-knelt to retrieve a pair of heeled boots.&nbsp; The motion was less teasing than he might have expected from her based on earlier situations, the kneeling motion enough that not much more of her legs were revealed.&nbsp; She grabbed a charcoal grey wool coat from the closet as well and returned to the living room, sitting down and starting to pull the boots on.&nbsp; They were black leather, and looked fairly tight on her, and she looked to be having a little trouble pulling them on.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 18:46:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He sizes her up as she retrieve the coat and boots. He notices her trouble with them but approaches from behind the couch.<br><br>"Need some help with those? Girls should really get in the habit of buying baggy clothes or loose fitting shoes - it make them easier to pull on." He says with a chuckle, obviously speaking in jest. He had always wondered why a girl took so long to get ready, but if they had to wrestle with their clothes just to get them on, he wasn't surprised at all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 18:55:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aw, but where's the fun in that?" she laughs back good naturedly.&nbsp; She holds out the foot with the boot half-on.&nbsp; "It actually fits really well once it's on, it's just that the ankle of it is pretty tight to get my foot through.&nbsp; And I like tight clothes anyway.&nbsp; I have a corset that I pretty much can't wear unless someone helps me put it on."<br><br>Extending her foot like that could easily give him another great look up her legs, even better than before depending on how he holds her foot and moves himself...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 18:59:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He kneels down before her, knowing it would be easier for her to brace her foot on his shoulder and push into his strong form, forcing the boot on. <br><br>"I'm not going to complain - girls in corsets are HOT!" He grins, blushing slightly as he looks up, obviously catching more of a view then he had expected. He hadn't thought about that as he had kneeled before her, placing her foot against his shoulder/chest area. "Push into me, and hopefully the uh boot will slip on." He says, trying to divert his eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 19:12:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As her leg is lifted up to press into his pec, he does get a good look down there.&nbsp; The panty is pretty small in front, dipping low so that he see a bit of bare skin above it.&nbsp; Through the red lace's gaps he can see the shadow of a small area of tightly trimmed pubes though it before he ducks his eyes away.<br><br>"Of course we are, that's why we wear them!"&nbsp; She laughs and pushes hard, and her foot slips easily down into the boot from the leverage.&nbsp; She slips that one down and lifts the other foot to his other pec.&nbsp; "If you like them that much, maybe I can wear it as a little thank you for your help."&nbsp; And with that she pushed hard with the other foot, popping it into the boot.&nbsp; The heel isn't quite a stiletto, but it is narrowed, and it digs a bit into his muscle as she pushes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 19:42:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leans into her feet as she pushes, ignoring the slight pain each heel causes him. It was bearable, and worth catching a glimpse up her skirt. He could only imagine what she looked like with out those panties on. Her last words make his face turn red.<br><br>"Sure..." He manages to stammer out, the idea causing his loins to stir slightly. She was just teasing him, he reminded himself, just teasing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 19:53:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Great" she enthuses, pulling back her boot and standing up, which puts his face at skirt level.&nbsp; "I was in a simple, easy mood so I threw this on, but now I like the idea of the corset a lot better."&nbsp; She turns with a bit of a twirl and strides down the hall, giving him another look at the narrow piece of red parting her firm cheeks, but no indication on whether she expects him to follow or wait in the living room...<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-03-2007, 20:28:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He scrambles to his feet as she twirls and strides down the hall. She said she needed help with the corset...didn't she? Well, yeah, she did. He scampers off after her, striding to catch up. "You said you needed help right?" He says as he catches up to her, his hand brushing her rear as he moves to her side, but then slows down to allow her to enter her room first.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>20-03-2007, 15:01:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles to herself as she hears him scramble behind her.&nbsp; As his hand brushes her bottom, she turns her face towards him as they walk.&nbsp; "Of course, this little skirt really won't go with the corset, so I'll have to change that too.&nbsp; I might need some of your help with that now that I have these boots on."<br><br>She judges his reaction to that as she strides, obviously very comfortable walking and moving in such heels, and turns into her room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>20-03-2007, 15:08:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His face turns red at the mention of removing her skirt. Was she for real? She was practically going to get naked in front of him - well, she did say she didn't mind doing such things. He figured that if she drew naked people, then some of them had probably drawn her naked too. She seemed very comfortable with her sexuality.<br><br>"Sure..." he says, following her into her room. "...i'll help as best, uh, as i can."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>20-03-2007, 19:13:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex strolls into her room.&nbsp; "I know just the thing."<br><br>She opens up a closet a few steps away from her bed to reveal a packed rack of clothes, including what look to be some nice long dresses.&nbsp; She pushes a few aside, and then pulls out a skirt on a hanger and hands it to Sam to hold.&nbsp; Then she reaches up towards the top, and pulls out a black and red corset which she also hands over to him.<br><br>The skirt is rather unusual looking.&nbsp; It seems to be made of two layers of four panels.&nbsp; The outer panels are a smooth flat black satin, each panel hanging from waist to what will be below her knees.&nbsp; They overlap at the top, but as they hang towards the bottom the overlap goes away.&nbsp; The inner panels are of a sheer mesh, and cover the gaps between.&nbsp; Just hanging there it would look like a fairly normal skirt, but with any motion the gaps would open making slits appear higher and higher up the legs depending on how much motion there was.&nbsp; Above the panels there is a high waist with a cincher and lacing in the back.<br><br>The corset may surprise Sam with its heft.&nbsp; Its boning and edging are red, with a dark red jacquard patterned over black satin on the panels.&nbsp; The laces in the back are black with red eyelets.&nbsp; Its interior appears to be lined in some soft black material.&nbsp; The cups rise up to what should be just enough, with a subtle plunge between them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-03-2007, 19:49:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He hardly has time to look through the room that he had only caught glances of earlier before she is handing him a hanger with a skirt on it. He quickly eyes it over before watching as she stretches to pull something off the top shelf of the closest, making sure to check her ass out in doing so.<br><br>He stares at the corset as she pulls it down, eyes wide. "Wow, i didn't think that they could look so...expensive?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 03:38:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It probably isn't much surprise that her ass looks even better when the heeled boots bring that extra tone to her calves, length to her leg, and just that peek...<br><br>She walks back past him and perches her bottom on the edge of her bed.&nbsp; "Well, I didn't want a cheap one - so I found this great place than hand makes each corset to your measurements.&nbsp; The boning is steel - it almost feels like my own armor when its on."<br><br>"Take that skirt off the hanger for me, will you?"<br><br>She pushes her own little skirt down, letting it slide down her legs and fall slowly off the tips of her boots.&nbsp; Her eyes are on him the entire time she does this, that little smile on her face.<br><br>Now some might say that panties cover as much as many bathing suit bottoms, and so people shouldn't get so worked up in seeing a woman in her panties.&nbsp; but bathing suits aren't usually dark red lace, with little glimpses of sheer through them that clearly gives the outline of the tiny triangle of black hairs trimmed underneath, and makes so obvious that everywhere else has been shaved quite bare, except perhaps for the focus of them (so to speak) which is fully concealed by denser patterning.&nbsp; But a bathing suit whose front was as small as Alex's panties would draw stares on any beach in the United States, even without seeing the thong in back which Sam has enjoyed peeks at.<br><br>She extends her legs out from the bed, thighs together, as if inviting him to kneel and pull the skirt over her feet...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 15:14:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He can't help but do as she says, pulling the skirt from the hanger and hanging it over one of his arms. When he turns around, his jaw drops open and his eyes go wide. With her skirt down around her ankles, his eyes slowly rake up her fine legs to her panties, which are far more revealing then he had expected. To top it off, he notices her watching him and he quickly tries to divert his eyes. Instead, he drops to one knee and helps pull the rest of her skirt off from it wrapped around her boots.<br><br>"Armor, you said? It...uh...feels like it...uh...could stop a bullet." He says, his nerves shaken by the spectacle in front of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 18:57:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sam..." her voice is soft "... if I didn't want you to be able to look I wouldn't have let you come back here while I changed."&nbsp; She leans forward a bit towards him as she speaks, which actually makes the view disappear a bit.&nbsp; "Don't you like looking?"<br><br>Without giving him much of a chance to respond to that, her voice changes back to its more normal tone.&nbsp; "Now, help me get my long skirt over these boots?&nbsp; It's a bit delicate in parts, and I don't want to tear it on my heels as we put it on."&nbsp; She leans back again, holding out her legs for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-03-2007, 19:07:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He finds her forwardness unnerving, but he manages to look at her, nodding his head. "I...love looking at...you." He stutters, this time ignoring her eyes as looks her over. He takes the dress off his arm and begins to carefully place it around her ankles, slowly pulling it up her legs. His hands and fingers&nbsp; brush over her skin as he cautiously and slowly pulls the skirt up towards her knees. "Just never done this...with a girl."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>24-03-2007, 18:30:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the skirt clears over her boots, she leans her body forward, resting her feet on the ground and standing fully upright before him.&nbsp; Her panties are now even closer to his face.&nbsp; He can even see a few little hairs that are poking through the mesh material, and the outline of her sex as the fabric molds around her lips - not obscenely close and tight, but the hint of it.<br><br>"Oh, I find it hard to believe that you've never seen a girl in her panties before, have you now?" Her hands come down to rest lightly and warmly on his, guiding his hands up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>24-03-2007, 21:04:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Since she was offering herself to his viewing pleasure, he allowed himself to steal a look at her panties, surprised at how much they revealed. He felt the warmth stir in his loins once more. As her hands came to fold over her, guiding them up her thighs, he felt the warmth stir into something a little more solid. Fortunately, he was wearing jeans which would hide it well. <br><br>He shakes his head. "I've never...dressed a...girl before." He says unsteadily, her panties inches from his face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>26-03-2007, 14:36:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's a shame - there can be a lot of fun in dressing someone, particularly if you're the one deciding exactly what they're going to wear."&nbsp; Her hands give a little pull, and the top of the skirt slides over her hips, concealing her panties again beneath the much more solid material.&nbsp; Her hands move from his, and start lacing the cincher, thightly pulling that little bit of extra flesh above her hipbones tighter, making her waist even narrower in comparison to hips.<br><br>"Can you open up the corset for me - there are little clasps all up the front..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-03-2007, 14:41:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sure wasn't shy about anything! He could only imagine what she was like in the sack! But he bobs his head and picks up the corset, unclasping it and opening it up. How - or why - a woman could get into such a thing was beyond him. Not that he was going to complain at all - he loved the way they looked after all. He turns back to her and offers it to her.<br><br>"Sure you'll be able to breath after putting this on?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>27-03-2007, 00:39:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, since I want to dance I won't ask you to tighten it up too much."&nbsp; She pulled her black top over her head, revealing a dark red bra whose pattern matched the thong.&nbsp; Its lace pattern provided just enough coverage to tease him with the dark shadows of her nipples.<br><br>"Though it can be fun to have it tight for other occaisons."&nbsp; She tossed the top onto the bedcover and reached behind her back to unclasp the bra.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>27-03-2007, 00:51:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods his head, silent at the prospect of what else it would be good for. It made his hardened cock seem to press out against his jeans even more, anticipating the removal of her bra. This couldn't be happening - no one was this casual with this sort of thing. Was he sure he hadn't fallen asleep and this was just a dream?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>27-03-2007, 02:23:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His dreamlike eye on this perhaps made it seem to happen all the slower, even if it only happened in a few seconds.&nbsp; The clasp opened and her chest moved to relax downward just the slightest bit as gravity reclaimed its pull.&nbsp; Then her arms came back forward and the bra slid off of her breasts and down her arms.&nbsp; What before was a shadowed glimpse in the opening of her bathrobe was now clearly displayed in the full light of her room before him.<br><br>Her skin had a slightly dusky color to it, perhaps from a trace of Mediterranean blood, and it was clear that this was not merely a tan by the continuous smooth complexion of it from neck to her collarbones to her breasts.&nbsp; Her aereola were a darker red, not the bubblegum pink of the blond models he'd probably seen in innumerable men's magazines.&nbsp; The nipples were small, but prominent and seemed to be standing out quite a bit.<br><br>She turned to pick up the corset, his eyes drawn to the way they moved, and then she was fastening it up the front, hiding them away from his sight as quickly has they had been revealed.&nbsp; Her fingers catching each clasp in place from where the bottom rested on the high top of the skirt to the middle of the plunge between the cups.&nbsp; The corset hid away the shape of the breasts themselves, save to press their upper and inner curves out into view, but created an even more exaggerated hourglass of her shape than she had naturally.<br><br>He realized she was looked at him, a very amused and naughty look on her face.<br><br>"Do you like that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>27-03-2007, 14:07:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I..uh...yeah..." He says, completely caught off guard. The few seconds of tits he had seen had aroused him. He was sure his cock had dug a hole in his pants and was sticking out by now. It was feeling rather hard. Between seeing her topless and now seeing her with the corset on. It accentuated her curves, pushed her breasts up. It would be enough to turn anyone on. And she planned to go clubbing like this? Guys would be tripping over their dicks just to rub up against her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>27-03-2007, 14:22:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She turns her back to him, and he is faced with a long series of laces up her back between the two halves of the corset, with the smooth skin of her back peeking between.<br><br>"So basically think of it like your shoelaces and tighten me up a bit.&nbsp; I'll tell you when."<br><br>She puts her hands on her hips and stands very straight.<br><br>"Of course, wearing this I won't be able to help Meddie as much with the big things, so you'll have to use your nice muscles of yours more ... if you want me to wear this."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>27-03-2007, 19:26:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I, uh, don't have a problem with you wearing it..." he says, slightly nervous hands fumbling to lace up her back. Once he got the hang of it, it didnt take too much longer for him to work his way up her back, fingers brushing the skin of her back as he laces it up. He pulls - gently - on the strings, waiting for her to tell him 'when' before tying it off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>28-03-2007, 14:02:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"mmm, yeah, a little tighter" she directs as he works his way up her back.&nbsp; "More... come on, you're stronger than that." and then a satisfied "yeah" as he has to really put some force into it.&nbsp; She reaches back to tug on the back of the corset and adjust it against the back of the skirt, and whether by accident or intent the back of her hand strokes up the front of his crotch in doing so.<br><br>Then she turns back around, her curves were not merely enhanced, but profoundly sexy.&nbsp; Her waist was now even narrower, her breasts seeming to be larger and yet barely contained by the corset, supported and presented within its confines.&nbsp; Below the corset, the skirt, while unstructured, seemed to make her hips even wider.&nbsp; And the interleaving patterns of the panels gave a feeling of coverage, and yet for Sam it was easy to know that those panels would part and give access to those tiny red panties (and what was beneath) very easily.<br><br>"What do you think?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-03-2007, 14:43:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This girl was either very comfortable with the situation, or the biggest tease he had ever met! Her hand brushing across his crotch sent waves of pleasure racing through his shaft and into the rest of his body. What he would do to pull down his pants and hers and just stick it in her! That, of course, could not happen at this point. He didnt want to rape his sisters room mate. He eyes her up and down and nods his head in approval.<br><br>"More guys will be lining up to get with you then to get into the club..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>28-03-2007, 17:21:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles that wicked smile.&nbsp; "Then it's just right.&nbsp; Unfortunately for them, I'm rather picky."<br><br>"Though I do like being admired by the right people, as long as they can be respectful and control themselves." She leans forward, taking a half step into Sam's personal space. "And a lot of guys wouldn't have been able to be as good as you've been today.&nbsp; I really like that."&nbsp; She reaches one hand out to lay on his chest, on his left pec.&nbsp; "I like men who can control themselves, even when I tease them like this.&nbsp; It makes me want to tease them more - though eventually there's a time to just stop teasing."&nbsp; Her hand runs over his pec and up to his neck, her body coming even closer to his, but not quite touching.<br><br>"Do you like me teasing you like this?"&nbsp; Her other hand comes to rest on the inside of his right thigh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-03-2007, 17:31:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				So this had been a test of some sort? She was very conniving. But he liked that. She had him very aroused right now - clearly apparent by the fact that his cock was rock hard and straining for release. It didn't help when she stepped closer to him, her hand on his pec. The hand on his thigh caught him off guard and he found himself holding his breath.<br><br>"I...uh...yeah. Yes." He manages to stutter out, not sure if she planned on teasing him further or - well, he didn't know what else.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>28-03-2007, 18:13:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There is something wonderful about being teased, isn't there? It makes what comes after all the more fun, more powerful."&nbsp; Her fingernails close and stroke along the inside of his thigh.&nbsp; "And as much as I love teasing, I always make it worth what it takes."&nbsp; Her fingertips are less than an inch from the bottom of his balls. "The hard thing is knowing if you'll do what it takes to get there, and if you can last."<br><br>"What do you think?"&nbsp; Her hand pauses on his high, and her hand on his neck seems to be holding him to look into her eyes.&nbsp; "Want to see if you can do it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-03-2007, 18:19:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her touch and her words were extremely arousing. He wasn't sure if he could last much more of her teasing before looking himself in the bathroom to jerk off. He wasn't about to force himself on any one. But he couldn't form the words in his mouth. Instead, eyes glued to her cleavage, he just nods his head - 'Yes' - in response. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>28-03-2007, 18:33:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wonderful."&nbsp; Her breath was warm.&nbsp; The hand drifted down from his neck.&nbsp; "Let's see how you're doing."&nbsp; Her hands went to his hips, and guided him to spin around so that his backside was up against her bed and she was standing between him and the room.<br><br>She unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled down the zipper.&nbsp; "What do we have here?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-03-2007, 19:38:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His jeans fell to pool around his ankles before he realized what she was doing - or getting out. His hard, 10 inch cock pressed against his polar-bear boxers. His eyes went wide but he did not say anything. Perhaps he wouldn't have to jerk off afterall, unless he some how managed to mess up. As it was, there was nothing he could think of to say so he just stood there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>28-03-2007, 20:25:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How cute.&nbsp; Nice boxers."&nbsp; Her fingers unbutton the fly on the boxers, and then as the results of that springs forth she leans beside him on the edge of the bed, one hand resting on the line between his thigh and abdomen.<br><br>"Tell me Sam.&nbsp; Have you shared this with many other girls?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-03-2007, 22:23:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This couldn't be happening. He must have fallen asleep on the couch and was having a very very vivid dream. No, this was real alright. But how far would she take it? He wouldn't be able to pull off a lie right now either. His cock stood straight out towards the opposite wall.<br><br>"I...uhm...only with a few." He practically whispers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>29-03-2007, 18:17:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her fingertips brushed back the sides of the fly of his boxers to make sure she could get a good look, which meant that they also brushed against his flesh very briefly.<br><br>"Maybe we could share a bit more later, if you're good."<br><br>There is a pause, and then she runs one finger up the underside of his cock.<br><br>"But I think it would be cruel for you to go so long without any relief, unless you're into denial."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-03-2007, 18:20:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Just the faintest of touches against his cock sent shivers of pleasure racing through him. He shakes his head. No, he wasn't into denial. Was she really going to suck his cock? Well, she had taken it out after all hadn't she. Not to mention admitting to liking to tease and reward those who could hold out. He thought he had been good so far.<br><br>"I..uhm...am not into denial."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>29-03-2007, 18:30:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hand withdraws from his crotch.&nbsp; "Tell me Sam, what are you into?&nbsp; What do you enjoy most?&nbsp; If I just left you here to touch yourself, what would you fantasize about?"<br><br>Her hand slips between the panels of the skirts.&nbsp; "What would you do to make your fantasy real?"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-03-2007, 18:32:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was really forward wasn't she? He hadn't been with many girls before. This was all new to him.<br><br>"I...I dont really know." He says, responding to this first part of her question. His cock sways in the air slightly as he shifts weight from one foot to the other and back. "And...and i would...fantasize....about you..." He murmurs, not sure where to look as he cant look into her eyes as he speaks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>29-03-2007, 18:48:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm... close your eyes."&nbsp; She leans away for a moment, steps away from the bed, and opens one of her chest of drawers.&nbsp; Then turns back to him, confident that he's followed her command.<br><br>"Lets do this together then."&nbsp; Her hand takes one of his own, and together they close with some soft cloth around his cock.&nbsp; She pushes, leading him by his cock to force him back more firmly onto her bed.<br><br>"Imagine that I let you touch my breasts."&nbsp; Her hand guides his to slowly slide up and down his length.&nbsp; "Only with your mouth, licking and gently suckling to show me how gentle and soft you can be.&nbsp; You've seen what they look like, you can imagine doing that... would you like that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-03-2007, 18:51:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She really knew what she was doing didn't she? He had nothing to lose at this point at any rate. He closes his eyes and i surprised to feel a soft cloth over his cock. He lays down on the bed as she pushes him backwards, keeping his eyes shut. He nods his head in answer to her question. Of course he would! He'd love to suck just about any girls tits!<br><br>"Yes!" He manages to say, his mind preoccupied with both theirs hands on his cock, though a cloth prevented direct contact.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>29-03-2007, 19:06:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Imagine that I took off my panties for you, and let you move your mouth there."&nbsp; She guides him in stroking faster up and down.&nbsp; "That you could use your tongue to please me.&nbsp; Following my urging on how fast and how hard, your face between my thighs.&nbsp; Would you like that?"&nbsp; Her fingers over his tighten, making sure he's getting plenty of good friction there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-03-2007, 19:10:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The cloth adds friction to the jerking motion, though in all honesty he would rather have her bare hand against the skin of his cock. This was something he had never done before. Having her watch him and help him jerk his covered cock off while she talked about what he would like to do to her. They did say your college years were for experimenting afterall.<br><br>"I would...love that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>29-03-2007, 19:21:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And after that..." Her hand guided him faster and faster "... maybe if you've been very good."&nbsp; She watches for the signs of coming orgasm and goes faster and harder if needed to get him there, seeming to be pretty good both at understanding where he was and what more was needed.&nbsp; "... then maybe we'll find out what's next."&nbsp; Her voice had dropped to a whisper, but her mouth had leaned to be warm right in his ear.&nbsp; And then her hand pulls away just as he seems to be past the point of no return, leaving him to hold himself in that final prolonged moment of release.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-03-2007, 19:25:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The words, the images they created, and the jerking of his shaft - plus the past hour of arousal and teasing - all brought him to the edge, only to have her hand removed! Evil! He picks up the slack and jerks his cock furiously, pushing himself over the edge until his orgasm jolts his body. The much needed release spews his hot, sticky cum into the rag and he takes several seconds to calm down enough and catch his breath. Then he realizes he just beat off in front of her!<br>&nbsp;<br>His eyes open, startled slightly, to see what she is doing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>30-03-2007, 14:41:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She slides alongside him as he slows down, both hands coming to slowly stroke him in what he now sees is a large handkerchief in dark blue shades.&nbsp; "There now, couldn't have you staying like that, but also could let you make a mess in my room... I'd have to make you clean it up."<br><br>And then her hands slide the handkerchief away from his cock, exposing it to the air again.<br><br>"Doesn't that feel better?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>30-03-2007, 17:44:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The tip of his cock still retains some residue from his orgasm. He had hoped for more but she did say something about rewarding him later. But she was right. He did feel more relaxed...relieved even. He was sure it wouldnt take much more effort from her to get him worked up again. As it was, he was still mostly hard.<br><br>"Uh...yeah. It does."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>06-04-2007, 19:03:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes seemed to linger on his manhood, perhaps thinking of how easy it would be to get him hard again, and how much longer he'd probably last the second or third time around.&nbsp; There is that naughty look in her eyes, and her tongue lightly tips at her lips before she looks up at his eyes and winks.<br><br>"Why don't you clean yourself up a bit and then we'll go."<br><br>She steps to the closet and pulls out a black shawl, which she drapes over her bare shoulders, transforming the look to one a bit less sexual and a bit more classic.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-04-2007, 13:52:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He quickly stands and pulls his pants back up even as he moves to the bathroom. Once there&nbsp; he uses a wet towel to clean himself off and squeeze the last cum out of his cock before sliding it into his pants. Did that really just happen? He shakes his head, splashes water on his face, and makes sure he is ready before returning to the hallway.<br><br>"Ready."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>10-04-2007, 14:42:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex is waiting for him near the door, her long black coat on totally concealing what she is wearing beneath.&nbsp; It looks like she may have given her hair another brushing while he was in the bathroom, as it seems to fall even more luxuriantly in waves around her face to frame her dark features.&nbsp; Those eyes still twinkle with a knowing naughtiness, it seems.<br><br>"Grab your coat, and let's go for a little ride."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-04-2007, 18:31:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grabs his coat from the couch and slips into it. Spring wasnt so warm in NYC compared to what people would be experiencing&nbsp; in Mexico. "Lets roll." he says as he zips up his jacket.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>10-04-2007, 18:45:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She leads him out the door and down the steps of the apartment after securing a trio of locks behind them.<br>After they emerge onto the street she turns and heads a few blocks down the street.&nbsp; The area is relatively nice, seeming to cater to young professionals, with small corner stores and restaurants sprinkled around.&nbsp; The wind lifts Alex's hair and encourages her to keep her hands in her pockets.&nbsp; Even with the black heeled boots she seemed anonymous wrapped in her coat.&nbsp; She turned into a private parking garage and headed up the stairs.<br><br>"The subway is a pretty good way to get around, but sometimes you just have to have wheels."<br><br>She clicked the car fob in her pocket as they exited the stairs, and the headlights of a gleaming black BMW flashed at them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-04-2007, 18:50:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was surprised when they turned in the parking garage. He hadn't know she had a car, or that it was feasible to own one in the City of all places. None the less, it was a pleasant surprise to see that it was a BMW and not some old, beat up truck. He grinned. "Nice wheels."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>10-04-2007, 19:05:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No reason to have it any other way, really.&nbsp; Climb on in."<br><br>If Sam is a car enthusiast, he might notice that this is a modified BMW, rebuilt and tuned by one of the specialist companies that Germans turn to when they want their cars to perform at their utmost on the Autobahn.<br><br>She swings in to the leather seat, one hand dropping easily to the stick shift.&nbsp; The leather seats are already warming as they sit down.&nbsp; She buckles herself in, and as Sam is climbing in she starts it up with a deep throaty purr of the engine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-04-2007, 19:10:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nice." He says, running his hands over the leather as he ducks into the car. He straps himself in as the engine roars to life. "How far of a drive is it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>11-04-2007, 00:45:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, not too far.&nbsp; I just didn't feel like the subway tonight."<br><br>She had unbuttoned the coat as she climbed in, and now her legs emerge from the panels of the skirt in revealed slivers as she works the pedals.<br><br>She hits the road with an easy confidence.&nbsp; With all of the power the car is advertising, it'd be easy to jump and squeal around, but Alex keeps the power contained on the busy roads, revealing it only as she gets a bit of open space to cruise over a long bridge in smooth acceleration.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>11-04-2007, 18:22:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was a nice ride, to say the least. It would definitely make any lengthy ride more pleasurable. He simply nods his head in response and peers out the window, watching NYC whiz by.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>13-04-2007, 14:56:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As his head is turned out the window at one point, he feels her hand reach out and nails lightly scratch on the inside of his jeans-covered thigh, but by the time he turns his head her hand returns to the stick shift and she continues to look straight ahead, just a bit of a smile on her face.&nbsp; And just then they pull into a little parking lot next to the Golden Ricebowl, next to an old looking black panel van.<br><br>"Ah, I see that Meddie's here already" Alex says lightly as she pulls up the parking brake.&nbsp; "I hope you're hungry - I think I've developed a bit of an appetite."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>04-05-2007, 00:01:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her touch caused his loins to stir slightly, remembering what had happened not too long ago. He was surprisingly OK with it, whereas he would normally have thought the proceeding time together would feel uncomfortable. He unclips his seat belt as she pulls into the parking lot and commits her friends name to memory. He opens the door and slips out. "Looks like a nice joint."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>09-05-2007, 15:38:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She slides out gracefully, the car giving a small chirp as the doors lock.&nbsp; She moves with confidence in those boots, her coat again concealing her clothing and shielding her against a burst of chill wind.&nbsp; The door of the restaurant has a small foyer adorned with a hanging scroll of Thai characters.&nbsp; It is a small place, with only a couple of tables in the middle and a row of booths along the side.&nbsp; The sounds and smells of asian cooking hit them as they enter.&nbsp; There are a scattering of other patrons, mostly seeming of the twenty-something set, in a variety of clothing ranging from punkish to business clothes.<br><br>A middle-aged Thai woman smiles as she recognizes Alex, her head bobbing in a slight bow.&nbsp; "Hello Hello!" she says in thickly accented English.&nbsp; "Your friend already here", and she holds out an arm towards a booth towards the back.&nbsp; A hook on the outside of the booth in question holds a beaten leather bomber jacket.<br><br>Alex strides on to the booth and shrugs out of her coat.&nbsp; The muscles of her shoulders and arms are highlighted by the motion, smooth and toned.&nbsp; In a moment, the coat is on a hook next to the bomber.<br><br>"Hey Meddie!"<br><br>A slender woman pops out of the booth, seemingly full of energy.&nbsp; Her skin is a dark mocha, her hair up in dreads, each one topped by a red bead.&nbsp; She wears a shapeless grey sweatshirt on top, but brilliant black and yellow skin-tight leggings below, ending with black sneakers.&nbsp; She is a bit shorter than Alex, and though its hard to see what her build is like on top with that sweatshirt, her legs and long and lean, and a nice bubble bottom is revealed as the sweatshirt slides up as she reaches to give Alex a hug.<br><br>"Alex!"&nbsp; Her voice is melodic, Caribbean in tone.&nbsp; She steps back and looks over Alex's corset.&nbsp; "I haven't seen that for a while.&nbsp; You're the hottie tonight!"&nbsp; She laughs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>09-05-2007, 17:19:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The restaurant was nice, but weren't all asian themed restaurants? In his somewhat limited experience with them, that seemed to be the case. He looks around as they enter and follows Alex and the Asian over to the booth where Meddie was seated. He gives her the once&nbsp; over real quick as she hugs Alex. Not bad...he thinks. He smiles at her comment.<br><br>"I'll say." He says with a wink. "I'm Sam, by the way." He offers her his hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>11-05-2007, 14:14:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hi Sam, you can call me Meddie."<br><br>She takes his hand and gives it a professional shake - not the dainty half-turned hand, but one with some confidence.&nbsp; She smiles at him and he can't help thinking it there is a look of amusement there in her dark eyes.&nbsp; Her lips are full, her skin quite smooth, her eyes lively.<br><br>"I hear you've volunteered to help out tonight."<br><br>Alex slides into the booth opposite where Meddie was sitting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>11-05-2007, 15:24:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods his head. "Yeah. I'm on Spring Break so i'm staying with my sister. She's always busy so, um, Alex is showing me a good time so far. Said something about getting into the club by helping out?" He quirks a brow, not sure how to put it. "Anyways, i'm glad i'll be able to help."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>16-05-2007, 23:31:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs a very pleasant laugh.&nbsp; "Alex is always ready for a good time."&nbsp; Alex appears to shoot her a bit of a look very swiftly, but then just smiles.&nbsp; "Yeah, I pretty much get a pass for a couple people to help me out.&nbsp; The manager is cool."<br><br>She looked over at Alex.&nbsp; "Oh, and speaking of him, Mike said he had something new that you'd like and you should drop by tonight to see."<br><br>Alex just smiled.&nbsp; "Well, after we get you all set we can find him, I'm sure."<br><br>"With that outfit, I'm sure he'll find you right away."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-05-2007, 23:53:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam chuckled at their back and forth. "I dont know about that, she might be hard to see with all the guys crowding around her." He grins at them, sliding in next to Alex. "I'm glad to be off the couch and actually doing something. I thought i'd just be sitting around the apartment wishing i had saved enough money to go to Cancun like everyone else. Luckily Alex showed up and, well, the rest is history." He says with a mischevious grin on his face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>17-05-2007, 14:19:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hang out with Alex long enough and maybe you'll get a trip to Ibiza like your sister."&nbsp; Meddie laughs again.&nbsp; Which is strange, Jen had never mentioned any trip like that, but then it's not like he and Jen had been talking all that regularly.&nbsp; But before any more comments can be made, the Thai woman shows up again to take orders.&nbsp; Meddie orders a mango fried rice dish, and Alex a spicy red curry, both opting to just have water to drink.<br><br>As Sam glances at his menu, Alex changes the subject: "So Sam, do you like your food spicy?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>17-05-2007, 16:59:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He glances over the menu but decides to have what Alex ordered, and a soda to go along with it. "Yeah," he says, looking up. "I love spicy food. I dont wimp out with mild salsa when it comes to eating chips, i go HOT." he says with a grin. It was the straight up truth about the matter too. He liked food that set his mouth on fire. Sure, there were usually some side effects that were rather left unsaid while eating a meal, but spicy food made the meal more interesting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>17-05-2007, 23:09:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"'Life needs spice', isn't that something I've heard you say before Alex?" Meddie laughs.&nbsp; The oversize sweatshirt has slipped a bit sideways on her shoulder, enough for a bright yellow band that looks appropriate for a bikini top to slide into view.<br><br>"Sure.&nbsp; Life's too short to be boring and careful."&nbsp; Alex puts her napkin down on her lap, and in doing so takes a moment to slide her hand over onto Sam's thigh, nails gently pulling on his jeans again.&nbsp; "Why not be adventurous?&nbsp; I mean, would you rather be an accountant or a DJ?"<br><br>Meddie smiles.&nbsp; "Hey, it pays the bills and makes it possible to be a DJ.&nbsp; And you know I don't mind being adventurous."<br><br>"So when do you want to model for me again?"<br><br>"Depends.&nbsp; You going to get another hunk like Andrew involved too?"&nbsp; Then she looked over at Sam.&nbsp; "Or maybe Sam here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-05-2007, 01:22:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he feels her hand on his legs, tugging at his jeans, he focuses across the table at a pretty painting on the wall, trying not to look startled. Sam knew that she was the adventurous type already, their little escapades earlier had proven that. What he didnt expect was being asked to model - or hinted at being asked to model.<br><br>"Oh, no...i dont think i'd fit the bill. I saw some of her, uhm, sketches. You're better off drawing a circle and sticking my name on it." He stutters out quickly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>18-05-2007, 14:16:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh a modest one, I didn't know you liked that kind Alex?"&nbsp; Meddie winked at Sam.<br>"Now Meddie, you make it sound like all my friends are exhibitionists."<br>"No, just most of them, and you most of all."<br>"Oh, and this from the woman who likes to DJ in a bikini or less."<br>"Hey, it's part of selling the look, and besides it gets hot behind the coffins."<br>Their tone is playful with each other, like they've had this little mock-argument before.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-05-2007, 15:40:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It sounded like he had fallen in with the crowd of exhibitionists. That wasnt a bad thing, afterall he had had some fun with Alex this afternoon already, but it did mean that they'd probably want him to strip down at some point too. Especially since Meddie looked to already be wearing her bikini. He could only imagine what the other people in the club looked like if the DJ got naked. Shaking his head, he smiles along with the other two. "I'm sure none of the male patrons of the club mind."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>18-05-2007, 18:26:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's right" Meddie answers quickly "And there are always bouncers if anyone gets too pushy.&nbsp; Besides, I've got a deck of equipment between me and them."<br>"Look but don't touch." Alex says with a smile.<br>"You got that right, I don't owe anyone anything just 'cause I'm looking hot."<br>"Though you'd be disappointed if they didn't hang on it."<br>" 'course"<br>"So you busy Sunday? I've got some time and you know I'll pay standard rate."<br>"You don't let go, do you?"<br>"I like to get what I want, and besides, some great images came from last time."<br><br>Their conversation is rapid and non-stop, but here it pauses for just a moment. Meddie sits back and leans into the side of the seat, bringing her legs up onto the bench.<br><br>"Drawings or photos?"<br>"I'd like to get some photos, but we can keep your face out of it if you're worried about people seeing it - a lot of people prefer that."<br>"Easy for you to say, you'll be behind the camera."<br>"You know that's not it."<br><br>"Okay." Meddie leans forward.&nbsp; "I'll tell you what.&nbsp; I'll do it, but you'll wear as little as you ask me to wear."<br>"No problem"&nbsp; Alex answers without any delay, a triumphant happy look on her face<br>"And you let me try out using your camera, give me some tips, and shoot you some."<br>"Okay"<br>"And your friend Sam here does the same."<br>"Sure"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-05-2007, 18:50:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam can hardly keep up with their faced paced conversation, turning his head this way and that as they rapid fire talk. He gives up when he starts to feel dizzy but perks up when he hears his name mentioned. "Get to take pictures, you mean?" He asks, a little tentatively. He'd already seen most of what Alex had to offer, and based on the drawing he had seen of Meddie, she wasnt bad either. He'd be glad to see them in as little clothing as possible, as long as he got to keep his on.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>18-05-2007, 21:24:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"And everything else"&nbsp; Meddie waves one long finger at the two of them.&nbsp; She smiles, giving the distinct impression that she thinks she's finally found a condition that Alex just can't snap off another "Yes" too.&nbsp; "All us get a turn at the camera, with Miss Artist here to give us tips, and all us get down to the same level.&nbsp; If one of us asks for someone to take something off or do something, all of us have to do it."<br><br>"Yeah, no problem, when do you want to meet at my studio", Alex replies, with at least the air of nonchalance about it.&nbsp; Her hand is under the table again on Sam's thigh.&nbsp; "You're up for that, aren't you Sam?"&nbsp; A finger strokes along the fly of his jeans.&nbsp; With her right hand she picks up her water, perhaps to help distract Meddie from where her left hand is.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-05-2007, 20:27:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I, uh...YEP, sure." He stumbles out, feeling her hand over his crotch once more. He isnt sure where to look as his eyes would reveal what was going on down below. "I think that could be fun. See the...uh...Artist at work." He reaches for his own glass, managing to spill some of the water as his hand bumps into it, before bringing it to his mouth to take a much needed swig.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>24-05-2007, 21:41:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Great" Alex continues very conversationally "How about noonish at my studio and we'll go from there.&nbsp; I'll order some lunch for delivery."<br><br>Meddie looks just a little surprised, like she perhaps hadn't expected him to agree so easily, then smiles and leans back again.&nbsp; But any further comments are interrupted as the waitress returns with the food.&nbsp; Alex's hand strokes his front one more time, then reappears to take her food.&nbsp; She deftly handles her chopsticks as she breaks the short silence.<br><br>"So Meddie, what's the show going to be like tonight"<br>"A mix of goth and techno, some darkwave, that sort of thing."<br>"What kind of music are you into, Sam?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>24-05-2007, 22:47:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That hand of hers would soon get a reaction down there if she wasnt careful. He didnt know what game she was playing, but he would play along for now. "Oh. I like just about anything really. As long as it not country crap or straight-up rap." He responds, eyes focusing on the meal before him. He fumbles with his chopsticks at first, it had been a while since he had used any, but is soon digging into his meal eagerly with them. Not as expertly as Alex, though.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>06-06-2007, 19:34:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Meddie laughed at that as she ate her own food.&nbsp; "Well, we won't be spinning any of that tonight.&nbsp; It's actually a pretty laid back crowd, for the most part, with a couple gother-than-thou types mixed in."<br><br>The two are a little quieter for a moment as everyone eats.<br><br>She looks over at Alex.&nbsp; "I'm sure Alex will show you around the place."<br>Alex winks.&nbsp; "Absolutely."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-06-2007, 19:38:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods his mouth, unable to respond with a mouthful of food in his mouth. "Good." He manages to say, deciding it was better to concerntrate on the good more then the conversation at that point. He nods his head when they speak again, though he doesnt catch the wink. He'd rarely been inside a club, and only on the dance floor at that. He'd always been intrigued by what went on behind the scenes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>06-06-2007, 20:09:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The trio are quiet for a while as they eat, and then Meddie breaks the silence.<br><br>"So what else have you been up to Alex?&nbsp; Any other plans for the weekend?"<br><br>"Well, Elisha has a show tomorrow morning that I thought Sam and I could help out with.&nbsp; No real plans for Saturday night yet.&nbsp; And then of course Sunday we'll try some photography."<br><br>Meddie ignores the conversational return to the photo-session she got herself into, and the teasing lilt of Alex's voice surrounding it.<br><br>"Oh, how's Elisha doing?&nbsp; I haven't seen her for a while.&nbsp; She used to come to Cobwebs a lot too."<br><br>"Busy with a day job or three.&nbsp; Retail work in the day, waitressing at night, getting her own artwork squeezed in the middle."<br><br>"Mmmm...."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-06-2007, 20:19:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He eats silently, listening to the two girls talk. He really didnt have anything to contribute to their conversation so ate in silence, occasionally quenching the fire in his mouth with his drink. He was beginning to get the sense that these two girls could cause a lot of trouble if they put their minds to it, but he quickly dismissed the thought as images of what had happened earlier today flooded his mind.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>06-06-2007, 22:26:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Meddie glances at her cellphone after a few moments more of quiet.<br><br>"Well, we ought to get moving in a bit.&nbsp; You going to take your car over, or did you want to avoid parking trouble and ride over in the van?"<br><br>"Oh, I figured I'd just park with you in the back.&nbsp; Mike and the guys know my car, so they'll let me I think."<br><br>Meddie smiles.&nbsp; "Of course they will."&nbsp; She catches the eye of the proprietress, and in a moment the check had arrived.<br><br>Alex picked it up quickly, slapped a credit card down and handed it back. "Got it."<br><br>"Your treat?" Meddie asks, looking unsurprised.<br><br>"You two are my treats tonight."&nbsp; Alex replies with a wicked smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-06-2007, 23:30:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The meal definately hit the spot. He finished off his drink as the waittress came back over but Alex beat him to it. Nice of her to pay for his dinner, he'd have to take her out. He was the kind of guy who bought things for a girl...well, usually only his girlfriend but it seemed like a good idea especially with how...friendly, she had been to him so far. He wasn't entirely sure what to make of what she said, and felt a shiver course through the body of...well, that was better left to the imagination right now. Nodding his ready, he followed their lead.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>07-06-2007, 22:19:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Meddie slides out of the booth, her long legs preceding her enwrapped in the black and yellow leggings.<br>"Okay then, thanks for the bite.&nbsp; I guess I'll see you in a few."<br>"No problem at all."<br><br>And soon Alex's car is chirping as its doors unlock, as the two women head to their respective cars, Alex giving Sam another one of her little winks.&nbsp; It's like the girl always has some little internal dirty joke or something.<br><br>"You ready for a little heavy lifting?"<br>Her hand comes up to encircle his bicep as they walk to the car.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>08-06-2007, 02:11:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He follows the two vixens out into the parking lot one more, flexing his arm slightly as Alex squeezes his bicep. He couldnt tell if she was still playing with him or being serious, that wink completely throwing him off. If earlier was any indication, he *might* be getting lucky later.<br><br>"Yeah. Cant be that heavy can it?" He says with a grin on his face as he opens the passenger door. He slides into the vehicle easily, snapping his belt in place. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>08-06-2007, 22:15:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She tests her fingers lightly against his muscle.<br>"Well, you can tell me afterwards if you pull anything."<br><br>And then she releases him to circle to the drivers side, sliding into the leather of the seat easily.&nbsp; The engine purrs with power as she brings it to life.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>11-06-2007, 17:40:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods his head at her words, before realising that it might have been an invitation to something else. Nonetheless, he buckles up, eyes forward, as she revs the engine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>12-06-2007, 18:30:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Meddie's van pulls away and Alex smoothly follows her, not saying anything more to Sam for the moment, the quiet in the car lessened by the background pounding of a euro-techno sounding beat.&nbsp; Sam can hear a female lead singer in the tune, but it sounds like she's singing in French.&nbsp; The car slides through thick traffic as the sky begins to darken, partly from the coming nightfall and partly from dark clouds of a front moving in.<br><br>It's only 5-10 minutes to the club, a fairly boring two-story block of windowless charcoal grey on a side street.&nbsp; A spiderweb logo and painted "Cobwebs" stretches over a closed front door.&nbsp; The van reverses and backs into an alleyway towards a loading dock where a large leather-jacketed man stands lazily puffing on a cigarettes.&nbsp; Alex flips around too to back in behind her.<br><br>"Let's see how things are moving along" Alex says as she kills the engine and pulls up the emergency brake.<br><br>Meddie is already out of her van and moving towards the back doors.&nbsp; As soon as the doors open Sam can hear her saying: "Yeah, let's get this stuff in before we get soaked!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>12-06-2007, 20:57:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watches out the window as the sky darkens. He hadnt thought to bring an umbrella or rain coat with him. The day had seemed to be relatively nice earlier but it was now quickly spiraling downwards. If it started raining soon it might effect people waiting outside of the club too. He unbuckles his belt as they pull up to the rather nondescript looking building and he quickly slides out of the car, closing the door behind him. He falls in step next to Alex and nods his agreement. "Sooner its inside, the better for the equipment, right?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>13-06-2007, 14:42:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex moved along quickly, her boots tapping on the pavement as her skirts swish.&nbsp; She had left the shawl in the car, leaving her shoulders bare and the corset obvious.&nbsp; She had a confidence and a presence as she moved, and a distinct aura of sensuality if not sexuality.<br><br>"Heya JD", she calls up to the large man on the loading dock.&nbsp; She smiles at her and nods, his eyes clearly enjoying the look from a bit above her.<br><br>Meddie opens up the door, revealing a number of stands and large black, hardsided cases.&nbsp; The biggest one, the coffin, being about five feet long, a foot tall, and three feet deep.&nbsp; A pair of other cases were more cubical and roughly 18 inches on a side.<br><br>Alex reaches in and grabs a folding stand of black tubular metal and heads for the stairs up to the loading dock.&nbsp; Meddie grabs one of the cubes and gestures to Sam.<br>"Can I trust you with the coffin?&nbsp; It's only fifty - sixty pounds, but its awkward, and don't bang it"<br><br>JD, the big bouncer, opens up a side door at the top of the dock as Alex approaches.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>13-06-2007, 19:25:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods his head, casting a glance at Alex. She sure knew how to strut her stuff. He had found that out first hand earlier, it seemed. He moves to the back of the truck and looks in at the coffin. It would indeed be an awkward thing to carry but the weight wouldnt be much of an issue for him. He scoots it closer to the edge then heaves it up, the muscles in his arms and shoulders straining under the awkward shape and weight. He manages to get one hand against the side and the other on the bottom of the coffin, on the corner, tilting into his body and other hand for support. He straightens his pack and has to tilt his neck around the top of the coffin to see where he is going. Keeping her words in mind, he slowly moves up to the door and inside, walking sidewise so as not to bash it against a wall.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>13-06-2007, 21:37:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In front of him Alex moves confidently, into the building, down a short hall, and into and through what must be the green room.&nbsp; In this case, the dictate of tradition has been observed in a dark green band of color a few feet wide just below the ceiling, the rest of the walls and ceiling having been painted black.&nbsp; Silver and white writing on the walls seems to be a series of autographs and other graffiti from artists who had waited here.&nbsp; A fairly random collection of couches, chairs, and tables seem to have seen heavy use.<br><br>Then she's through another door into the main room of the club, or at least onto a slightly raised platform with a half-way between it and the main room.&nbsp; There is already a small table there with some things, but Alex starts unfolding the stand for the coffin alongside it, against the half-wall.&nbsp; From the familiar way in which she unfolds, clips, and fastens the stand it is clear she must have done this before.&nbsp; After bending over it for a moment (and giving Sam a bit of a reminder view of her cleavage as a side effect), she steps back.<br><br>"Just set that down flat in front of the stand."<br><br>Behind him, he can hear Meddie's footsteps and the echo of some chatter with JD.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>13-06-2007, 21:55:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam moves steadily through the hallways, not paying much attention as to how to find his way back. Not dropping the coffin or bashing it against anything was at the foremost of his mind right. It seems longer then it actually was, but he finally arrives at the end room and takes an eyeful of her cleavage for his reward. He shifts his hold on the coffin and bends his knees to lower it down onto the stand, letting out a puff of air as he releases it. He straightens up and brushes his hand, turning to Alex and giving her a smile, but waiting for further direction.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>15-06-2007, 01:26:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles back, then looks over his shoulder as Meddie comes in holding the smaller boxes.<br><br>"Great!&nbsp; Thanks Sam, that thing's a monster sometimes, and JD makes it a point never to help me."<br><br>She bends and upclasps the side of the case, throwing open the top to reveal the bank of controls and yards and yards of cables.&nbsp; In the backside of the half-wall are similar corresponding cable.<br><br>"Alright, you take that side and I'll take this side."<br><br>Meddie circles around to one end, and together she and Sam can heft it onto the stand.&nbsp; And with all of her bending over, Sam can now clearly see that indeed she does wear a rather small, bright yellow triangle bikini top under there.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>15-06-2007, 15:07:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam nods his head and lifts his end, keeping it relatively level with her end, and deftly moves it over to the stand. But not before catching a hint of that yellow bikini that had been talked about before. He supposed it was true then.<br><br>"Yeah? He'd probably drop it, anyways. Doesnt look like the most coordinate guy, but dont tell him i said that." He says with a wink, turning to see if he could help with anything else. Afterall, thats why he was there wasnt it?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>15-06-2007, 18:19:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Meddie helps adjust it on the stand, making sure it was just right, and then bent over it and started plugging things in.&nbsp; There was a glimmer of a smile at his little jab at JD.<br>"I'm pretty much okay now, plenty of time to set things up, which is the way I like it.&nbsp; Hate being late."<br><br>The air seemed pretty still inside the club, the big HVAC ducts running unconcealed on the warehouse-like ceiling not yet on.&nbsp; It gave the emptiness of the place even more of a blank feel.<br><br>Alex stepped off the far side of the DJ's island towards the open room.&nbsp; "Come on, I'll give you a little tour."&nbsp; The room has a central dancefloor with bare wood flooring punctuated by upward facing strobes set flush. The dance floor was surrounded by worn, dark industrial carpet out to booths, small tables, benches and chairs which ran around three walls - the fourth wall being the stage adjacent to the DJ booth.&nbsp; The stage had cage-like panels coming down on the corners, but the sides and front were open.&nbsp; The wall opposite the stage had a bar (currently unmanned), an open passage to some other room, and a door set next to the bar.&nbsp; The whole place was in black, charcoal, and limited trim of white - broken in places by cobwebs of color or even iridescent paint.&nbsp; But the lack of the main house lights or floor lights certainly wasn't giving its due.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-06-2007, 00:22:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods his head. He never liked being late, to anything. He had always been punctual, if not early. The term 'fashionably late' didnt ever occur in the same sentance as his name. He always thought it would impress people - professors or employers - by showing how reliable you were and eager you were by showing up early. But his attention soon shifts from the electronic goodies as he follows after Alex. His eyes dart about. It hadnt been often he got to see the belly of the beast without all the lights and noise - and attractive ladies - to distact him. It really wasnt as nice as it appeared to be during the middle of the night. He suppsoed that there was no need to make it appealing during the day, so he kept quiet as he followed alex around.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>19-06-2007, 20:52:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex takes a few steps out onto the dance floor, then does a swift twirl, her eyes returning to Sam's.&nbsp; The panels in the skirt flare outward, opening little slits of view onto her legs before they settle into concealing them again.&nbsp; Then she turns away from him again, and strides towards the opening in the back of the room, her legs crossing over each other's in a model's strut that causes her hips to sway and the skirt to follow.&nbsp; She fires a quick look over her shoulder at Sam with that wicked smile, half shadowed by the dim light.<br><br>The hallway leads to the front door, a little sitting area, and some stairs down.&nbsp; The sitting area is full of couches in reds and blacks, and as a pool table pushed over in one corner, as well as a bar - perhaps back-to-back with the one in the other room given the little door next to it.&nbsp; The sitting room has similarly dark walls, interspersed with a half-dozen framed art pieces.&nbsp; Four of them are black and white macro photos - extreme closeups that appear to all be of either the same young, pale female model or of rather similar ones.&nbsp; A long, slender collarbone and bare shoulder - the bare outer curve of a swelling hip - a navel pierced with a ring on a toned belly - a bared long neck with chin raised and turned to the side.<br><br>Alex half-reclines across a couch in the center of a side wall, beneath the photo of the navel.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-06-2007, 23:18:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes can not be helped but be drawn to her, especially when she struts across the floor. She really was a show off wasnt she? Closer to a flirt, he reasoned. Shaking his head, he quickly follows after into the new room. He's beginning to get the feeling that the club liked the colors Red, White, and Black. He did have to admit that they went well together, but it was on the verge of being overdone at this point. As she sits on the couch, he stands before her though his eyes study the pictures on the wall. Interesting, for the entrance of a club.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>20-06-2007, 14:23:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do you like them?"&nbsp; She props herself up on one elbow as she lies on her side along the couch, lazily rolling her head to look behind herself at the one that has caught Sam's attention.<br><br>"Mike is rather more appreciative of art than your average club owner... and of artists.&nbsp; And it does help draw certain segments of the club-going audience which like to consider themselves artists as well."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>20-06-2007, 15:22:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah."&nbsp; He responds, glancing over the rest of the photos. "I havent been in many clubs but i think its pretty rare to see any sort of art in most of them. Its a nice touch." He says, nodding his head in approval.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>20-06-2007, 22:13:32</strong>
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				"Good. They're mine, by the way."&nbsp; She turns back to look at him.&nbsp; "There was originally a fifth, but Mike decided it'd be better placed somewhere a little more private and left the more tame ones for here."<br><br>She pauses briefly as she looks over at some of the other pieces with a proud, appraising look. "I've actually gotten inquiries from these that let me sell a few more in the same style.&nbsp; Maybe after this Sunday I'll have some new ones, too."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-06-2007, 18:37:35</strong>
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				"Mine as in they are of you, or Mine as in you took them?" He asks, looking from the pictures to her, trying to matching the curves with hers though it was hard to tell given her current dress. If these were tame ones, he could only imagine what the 'private' one looked like. And if it was of her, he wasnt surprised that Mike was keeping it for himself. Alex seemed to be well connected. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>21-06-2007, 22:37:23</strong>
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				"Oh, I'm the photographer.&nbsp; You haven't met the model yet, but perhaps she'll be here tonight.&nbsp; I wonder if any stranger has danced beside her, then seen these photos and been able to put the two together."&nbsp; She smiles at that thought.&nbsp; In retrospect it may seem obvious to Sam, her dusky complexion would require over-exposure or photo-manipulation to get that pale look for the skin, even in a black and white photo.<br><br>"How 'bout I take you a bit behind the scenes before more people show up."&nbsp; She swings her legs off of the couch and stands up close to him, clearly in what many people would consider their personal space, before heading for the door beside the bar.<br><br>There's clearly a label saying "Employees Only" on the door, but that doesn't seem to apply to her.&nbsp; Behind the door is a small area, filled on one side with cases of alcohol and other supplies, a door to the other bar opposite them, and tucked to the left the base of a black metal spiral staircase, which Alex immediately begins to ascend.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-06-2007, 02:03:44</strong>
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				He nods his head. Based on the pictures, he wouldnt mind meeting the Lady in the Pictures. It didnt occur to him that Alex seemed pretty good at getting people out of their clothes. As she stood up, he didnt back down from her, despite their closeness. His breathing became momentarily shallow, with her so close to him, but as soon as she moved away it returned to normal. She seemed determined to show him the 'behind the scenes' of the place and he was more then happy to follow. His eyes wander to her shapely ass as they move to the spiral staircase and he can only wonder where it will lead them too. Many clubs didnt have an upstairs, if not only the privat office of the owner that allowed him to look out over the dance floor. He imagined that was where she was taking him this time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>22-06-2007, 14:23:45</strong>
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				The spiral staircase gives him plenty of opportunity to admire her bottom, her long legs exposed by the angle and the slits in the skirt.&nbsp; If there hadn't been such dim lighting then it could have been even more revealing, and instead her upper thighs were concealed in shadows and only made him remember what he had seen before in her room.<br><br>The spiral staircase opens in a small room on the second floor, over the bars and the dividing space between the dance floor and the lounge, and much as Sam had expected there were windows onto both.&nbsp; The windows weren't too obvious when he was in the rooms, perhaps due to the lack of lighting and the dark paint job of the walls.&nbsp; A couple chairs sat about here, and there was the scent of cigarettes from where people had sat to watch as they smoked for many a night.&nbsp; A door stood to the side, labeled "Michael Bear" and "Private".<br><br>There was a bit more sound from below, and casually from the window Sam could see Meddie finishing up the physical set up of her decks.&nbsp; JD strolled across the floor along with a dark-haired woman, heading for the bar, the sound of their conversation distorted and meaningless from here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-06-2007, 15:09:00</strong>
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				He quickly glances around, easily spying the door that was most likely the office of the owner. He imagined it would have a wall of windows overlooking the dance floor. Glancing out the window he can see Meddie, JD, and another woman though their voices were extremely muffled. He hadnt seen her when they had first arrived, so guess she had recently come. He turns to Alex. "I'm sure this a great view of the place when its packed." He says.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>22-06-2007, 20:44:52</strong>
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				"It is."&nbsp; She stood by the window overlooking the floor, and nodded her head as if summoning him to stand beside her.&nbsp; "Image that floor packed with people.&nbsp; All filled with the energy of the music and maybe a few drinks, many of them trying to impress the others, each dressed in what they think will best show them off or state something about who they are and what they're like."<br><br>Her voice is thoughtful, distant, but still with some of the passion he heard in her little rants earlier in the day. "Some of them may be genuinely what they seem to show, other more pretenders or just wanting to play dress-up and be someone else for the night.&nbsp; Whichever they are, they have so much to say that they can't."<br><br>"And from up here you can see them, the story of their night.&nbsp; You can see the girl who acts so flirty with the guys, giving them a glimpse of what they desire, but never really hooking up with anyone because what she loves is the act of flirting, not the act of being caught.&nbsp; You can see the guy who moves from girl to girl, trying to impress them as he dances near them, but overdoing it so much that they're pushed away.&nbsp; The girl who nervously drapes herself on her man, claiming him so others won't come near him."<br><br>"I love watching those people - guessing at their stories, peeking into their lives.&nbsp; Being a voyeur as I see a couple hook up in the corner, so caught up in their passion of the moment that they don't care that their little clinch is hardly private... that really gets me going."&nbsp; Her chest swells as she takes a deep breath, as if thinking back to some scene she was replaying in her mind.&nbsp; Her eyes and voice were a bit unfocused, like all this was rolling off of her mind without the careful editing that people usually use to guard their words.<br><br>She blinked a bit, smiled, and looked over at Sam.&nbsp; "Have you ever felt that way?&nbsp; Are you a people-watcher?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-06-2007, 20:48:29</strong>
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				He listens, intently, as she speaks. His eyes focused on the dance floor, picturing what she described. She wasnt far off the mark to his own thoughts. He nods his head slowly in agreement. He had alway seen bars and clubs as places where people went to get fucked. The alcohol helped lower their standards and was a good excsue for not remembering what had happened the night before. The dancing was practically fully-clothed sex. It let each other gauge flexibility, strength, and even size to determine if they wanted to mate. Of course, there were always those who were just there to tease and get people all worked up. Very few people were there to get into a serious relationship. One night stands. That was the jist of it.<br><br>"Yeah." He responds finally. "I always like to imagine what people are like at home, behind closed doors. A lot of people are fake in that sense. What they display to the public is the opposite of what they are at home. They all just want to fit in."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 14:45:54</strong>
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				"Or here they allow themselves to indulge in things they're normally too tight to admit."&nbsp; She says, a bit more kindly.&nbsp; "Everyone loves the excuse of 'Oh, I was drunk' to get away with something that they're not sure they really should have done... but loved every second of."<br><br>"The college girl looking for an older, more experience man to show her the ropes... literally.&nbsp; The financial broker who allows himself to flirt with other men, but only when drunk otherwise insisting he's straight.&nbsp; And of course, what most men seem to love to watch... " She edged a bit closer to him, catching his eyes with that naught look of hers, "... girls kissing other girls, not sure if they'll only be Lesbians Until Graduation.&nbsp; Do you like to watch that too?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-06-2007, 23:15:03</strong>
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				He nods his head again as she speaks. It seemed as if they were on the same wave-length as far as that thought train went. He hardly had to listen to understand what she was getting at. At her last comment, though, he turns to look at and slowly nods his head, noticing that sparkle in her eyes again. "I'd be a liar if i said i didnt, but i think you'd be hard pressed to find a guy who doesnt like the idea of two girls making out. Especially if means giving them - the guy - a shot at a HOT threesome with the girls." He says with a grin on his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 15:44:31</strong>
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				She laughs at that, her eyes lighting up.&nbsp; "I think most guys find the reality of that overwhelming, especially if they feel they have to please both of the girls.&nbsp; The fantasy is perhaps more pleasurable than the reality.&nbsp; But you're right, I think it'd be hard to find a guy who didn't want at least the chance at it."<br><br>There were a few more people who looked like club staff out on the floor now, carrying cases of beer and liquor to the bars, sweeping the floor.&nbsp; Meddie began her sound test, pounding rhythms starting to drum from the speakers.&nbsp; The lights inset in the dance floor strobed, and lights in the ceiling began to sweep across the floor, pulse, and change colors.<br><br>Alex took his hand.&nbsp; "If you promise not to tell anyone, I think there's something you'd like here."&nbsp; She moved towards the office door, fishing a key out and turning back to wink at him.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-06-2007, 17:28:46</strong>
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				He wasnt sure how true her statement was, having never been in a threesome before, but he nods his head. He imagined it would be a few hours until they started letting people in too, judging by what time it was and what people were doing. He looks at her as she takes his hand and can only wonder how she had a key to the office, and what was waiting for him on the other side of the door.<br><br>"You wont get in trouble for this will you?" He asks, a little hesistantly. He looks over his shoulder to make sure no one was around.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 17:44:29</strong>
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				She laughed lightly at his concern.&nbsp; "As long as you can keep a secret, we'll be fine."&nbsp; She put the key in the lock and opened the door.&nbsp; "Just consider it part of the thrill."<br><br>"Mike, you in?"&nbsp; Alex called lightly, leading Sam into the room.<br><br>The door opened into a smallish office, lit by an overhead with bare incandescent bulbs.&nbsp; A desk sat on one side with a office-chair, file cabinet, computer, and other such boringly normal items.&nbsp; Across from the desk was a pair of worn chairs.&nbsp; Some photos along the wall depicted a trim, short, dark-haired man with a variety of clearly music talent or industry types, many of the photos autographed.<br><br>Behind the desk chair was what seemed to be clearly the final piece of the set from downstairs.&nbsp; It took only a brief moment for Sam to recognize what it was.&nbsp; It was a front-on shot of a woman's smoothly shaved mons, so close that one could see the slight pucker of each denuded follicle, and the cleft between the mons and leg serving as the outer left and right boundaries of the image.&nbsp; The bottom was cropped just before above the woman's sex, though the angle of the cleft and the shadows drew the eye to just where it should be out of the frame.<br><br>Opposite the door they entered was another door.&nbsp; She headed for it, looking over her shoulder to ask "Close that door behind you, okay?"<br><br>She opened the opposite door with the same key and stepped into a dimly lit room beyond.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-07-2007, 20:23:12</strong>
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				He found himself tiptoeing and holding his breath as they entered the room. He only let it out when he saw that they were alone and was already shutting the door behind them when she asked. A quick glance around the office revealed its contents, though his eyes came back to focus on the picture. He could see why it would be locked away in the office. Downstairs, it might give the wrong impression as far as what the Club was for. He quickly follows after her, though, and moves into the dimly lit room with her, wondering what it was and what she had planned, careful not to disturb or touch anything.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>03-07-2007, 22:55:45</strong>
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				Sam had to step around a small Japanese-style folding wall, almost like an old style dressing room, before he could really see what was beyond.<br><br>The next room was actually a bit larger than the office, though still narrow front to back because of the limited space between the room with the dance floor and the lounge.&nbsp; Small lights in the ceiling gave a low light to the room, though there were other canister lights mounted which were not currently on.<br><br>A long, black leather couch stretched immediately before Sam, quite long enough to stretch out on for even a tall man.&nbsp; A couple small, constructed cushions on the floor before it could be used as ottomans or as separate seats.&nbsp; A small bar was on one side, and the other had a small door to what was probably a bathroom.&nbsp; Dominating the wall opposite the couch were tree large flat-screen TVs side by side on the wall.<br><br>Behind the couch and along the side walls were a number of photographs.&nbsp; It was hard to see them all in the dim light, but the one immediately next to Sam as he walked in was of two nude women in a pose that one might almost expect of a acrobatic show - each of them with one floor planted to the floor against the other's foot, their bodies leaning way, held in place with an arm behind the back as they curves away, their legs high and towards the back.&nbsp; The two women were similar enough in build that they might almost have been twins, each lithe of body with small chests and long strong legs.&nbsp; The next one over the couch showed two nude men, each with a lean muscular look, in a pose that might be considered the masculine answer to the two women - one lifting the other inverted before him.&nbsp; In both photos there was a starkness as if a color photo had been reduced down towards the black and white.&nbsp; In both the subjects looked confident, strong, and very sensual.<br><br>Alex had stepped towards the middle of the room and was watching Sam.&nbsp; She had something small in her hand, which Sam quickly realized looked like a remote control.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 15:59:27</strong>
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				Sam looked at the creative, artistic photos. He wondered if they were hers, based on the sketches he had seen, and her apparently VIP Access in the club. The room itself seemed to be more of a private party room for the owner of the Club, especially with the huge TVs and amount of seating. He turns his attention back to her, intrigued by why she had brought him here, and noticed the remote in her hand.<br><br>"Whats that you got there?" He asks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 22:20:55</strong>
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				She slipped onto the black leather couch, stretching her legs down its length as she propped herself in the corner, though it was long enough that someone could sit down at the other end and be well clear of her feet.<br><br>Without a word, she pressed buttons on the remote, and the screens flared to life one by one.<br><br>The first screen showed a counter and half-door of a coat-room, presumably down the stairs he'd seen earlier, where an attractive young woman was busying herself getting the racks ready, lining up pairs of numbered tags.&nbsp; The camera must be on the ceiling, and provided a nice view of her cleavage.<br><br>With another click, the middle screen resolved into showing the back of the DJ area, looking as if it was high over Meddie's shoulder as it looked towards the dance floor.&nbsp; Meddie was swaying back and forth, a headset pressed to one ear as her fingers moved over the equipment.<br><br>Another click showed the sidewalk just outside the club's front entrance, where JD was setting up metal poles with velvet ropes to create a line for when clubgoers started to arrive.<br><br>Unlike most security cameras, these video streams appeared to be full-color and quite high resolution.<br><br>With a smirk, Alex moved her thumb over a wheel on the remote, and the camera zoomed in on JD's hairy crack as he bent over to straighten a fallen stand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-07-2007, 23:26:52</strong>
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				He plops down at the end of the couch, a few inches from her seat, noticing how comfortable the felt. As&nbsp; he hears the TVs go on, his eyes are drawn towards them. A very fancy security room, then. He chuckled when she zoomed in on the guys crack. "Man i dont want to see that!" He chuckles, turning his head away. He could only wonder how she had learned to use the security system.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>13-07-2007, 14:49:46</strong>
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				"No?"&nbsp; She answers in mock surprise.&nbsp; "How about this?"<br><br>She starts pressing more buttons, and the TV screen jumps to a control menu.&nbsp; It looks like it lists dates with some alphabetic codes next to it.&nbsp; A highlight bar ran down the list at her command, and then the screen jumped back to video.<br><br>It was the camera in the coat room again, with the same woman behind the counter but in a different outfit.&nbsp; She was leaning over the counter slightly, a slightly more deeply-cut top exposing more of her cleavage and a black bra beneath.&nbsp; There was a well built man on the other side of the counter, his hair dark and long enough to sweep onto his shoulders.&nbsp; His muscular chest was well defined in a tight white shirt.&nbsp; He leaned forward to meet her, their lips pressing, his hand reaching out to cup and stroke the underside of one breast.<br><br>The screen blurs as Alex fast-forwards.&nbsp; The man seems to leap behind the counter with super-human speed before the replay returns to normal.&nbsp; By the time it is at normal speed his pants are down around his thighs and the woman is eagerly giving him head, her back to the half-wall as he leans over the counter to keep lookout.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>14-07-2007, 01:48:43</strong>
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				He feels his face flush as he sees what is happening, finding himself growing aroused by it. It was like watching porn, only voyeur-ish. He wondered if the cloak-room-lady knew that such things were being filmed. Which brought him back to how Alex knew right how to use it. "Much better..." He says, his voice soft, not much above a whisper. He shifts, slightly, on the couch. No point in getting another hard on right now. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 18:57:22</strong>
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				The camera zooms in slightly, as the man looks down and says something to the woman, the silence of the recording masking the event and making it even more voyeuristic.&nbsp; She releases his from her lips and stands, between him and the counter, and they join in a passionate kiss.&nbsp; Then she turns her back to him, taking a turn to lean over the counter, while he lifts the back of her skirt.&nbsp; His hand strokes over her thong-clad, curvy bottom before edging the thong aside so his fingers have access to her sex, out of sight of the camera's view.&nbsp; The camera zooms more, watching his erectly bobbing member as it slowly approaches her, and then enters her.<br><br>The two thrust and counter-thrust, their faces showing their pleasure and the force of their coitus.&nbsp; His large hands on her hips to pull her into him, her upturned face so perfectly captured for the camera, her mouth open.&nbsp; His face screwed in tension for a long moment before, with a shuddering thrust, he jerks and begins to slow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 20:48:48</strong>
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				Watching the two on camera fucking made it impossible for him not to have a hard on. Not to mention the girl was pretty attractive looking and he wouldnt mind taking the place of the guy. He keeps his attention focused on the TV though, not sure why Alex was showing him all this. She was just a tease, afterall! Though memories of earlier flooded back to him and he thought he might have a chance scoring with her. She had jerked him off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 21:47:49</strong>
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				Sam's thoughts were interrupted by a deep man's voice.&nbsp; "A pretty good one, but not my favorite."<br><br>A broad-shouldered silhouette stands by the door, easing it closed silently.&nbsp; The dim lights catch his face as he turns back a bit, his face square-jawed and clean-shaven.&nbsp; His hair is dark, looking like it might be slicked back, and his eyes seeming to shine a bit as they are caught by the small lights.<br><br>"You brought a friend, Alex."&nbsp; It was jovial in tone, if a bit patronizing sounding.<br><br>Alex seems unsurprised as she replies.&nbsp; "Mike, meet Sam.&nbsp; He's visiting town a bit and staying with Jen and I."<br><br>Mike smiles down at Sam.&nbsp; He is only perhaps average height, but broad and looks to be quite well muscled.&nbsp; Sam can see that he wears black slacks, a black jacket which is unbuttoned, and a deep red collared shirt.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2007, 21:58:34</strong>
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				The voice brought him back to reality, and sent his erection scurrying for safety. He thought he was dead for sure but Mike seemed more friendly then annoyed with their intrusion. "Hey there..." Sam says, trying to recover. Mike seemed like he packed power despite his average looking height. Sam would place money on him in a fight, and the black suit seemed to add to the air he carried. "Alex was just showing me around..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 14:32:41</strong>
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				"With Jen and you, eh?&nbsp; Lucky guy."&nbsp; He extends a powerful hand to shake Sam's, the kind of clasp that is meant to convey strength without actually being uncomfortable - and yet implying the grip could crush.&nbsp; His body does seem to ripple under the tailored red shirt.<br><br>"I'm sure Alex makes good choices of who she can be discrete with."&nbsp; His comments seems more aimed at her than him.<br><br>"Oh, don't worry Mike, I wouldn't do anything to ruin our fun."&nbsp; There seems to be a bit of emphasis on the "our".<br><br>On the big screen, the man has pulled out of the coat-room woman and they've got gotten covered up again, just in time for him to step out of the coat room before someone walks by.&nbsp; The screen goes dark for a moment, before returning to the listing control screen.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2007, 22:04:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He shook Mikes hand and knew for sure he was a man better not messed around with. Alex seemed to be able to handle him though, and Sam missed the tone in which she said 'our'. He felt a little better as the screen returned to normal. Watching amateur porn in front of strangers wasnt exactly his cup of tea. He just nods his head as the two talk, not wanting to say anything stupid.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>07-08-2007, 14:32:59</strong>
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				Mike smiles.&nbsp; "Well Alex, there's something I'd like to chat with you about.&nbsp; Perhaps you can queue up something for Sam here and then step over into my office for a moment.&nbsp; There's something just after closing time last Friday he might like."<br><br>Alex nods with a smile, and brings the control screen back up and starts paging through it.&nbsp; Meanwhile Mike looks down at Sam.&nbsp; "Are you an open minded man, Sam?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>07-08-2007, 16:59:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sam shrugs his shoulders and nods his head at the same time, intrigued by what they wanted to show him. He could take a few guesses at what it was already. "Sure." He says, bobbing his head, as if to reaffirm them that he was open minded. It was more then clear now that Alex had it in with the owner of the place. A good friend to have, none the less.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>09-08-2007, 15:26:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex hits a few buttons, and the center-most of the big screens switches to black with a timestamp before flickering to life.&nbsp; She stands from the couch, and walks across towards Mike with a quite intentional swish to her hips.&nbsp; As she crosses Sam she drops the remote into his lap, with a half-lipped smile and a little wink.<br><br>"Back in a sec." She says lightly, and follows Mike out the door, closing it behind her.<br><br>The screen fades in, showing the inside of a bathroom.&nbsp; There is a three-sink vanity that the camera is focused on, clearly the women's bathroom of the club.&nbsp; The bathroom is empty, white and seeming very well lit.<br><br>Two girls rush in, hands over their mouths as if stifling giggles, the visible corners of their mouths upturned in smiles.&nbsp; &nbsp; Both are wearing outfits that are clearly meant for clubbing.&nbsp; One has black hair piled up in what was perhaps an ornate styling before hours of dancing reduced it to a chaotic tangle, and wears what looks like a black leather bra-like top with large steel studs.&nbsp; Her ample chest is securely held, but shows substantial curving flesh nonetheless.&nbsp; She wears a short, black skirt that appears to have sparkles of silver in the material, fishnet stockings attached to garters, and massive platform boots.&nbsp; Her face has club-worn makeup, including heavily kohled eyes.<br><br>She leans back out of the frame of the picture, and the image moves to follow her.&nbsp; Someone was apparently watching, perhaps even knowing they were there.&nbsp; She can be seen to peek out of the door of the bathroom, appearing to listen and glance up and down the hallway outside.&nbsp; Then she returns to her friend, and the camera moves with her, even zooming slighly.<br><br>Her friend is a dirty blond, short hair spiky with product.&nbsp; She wears a red tube-top and skin tight black pants that accentuate her long legs all the way down to stiletto-heeled boots.&nbsp; The pants look like they might be thin, form-fitting leather.&nbsp; She leans back against the vanity, watching the dark-haired woman.<br><br>It is a odd place to be, watching them as if through the eyes of whoever captured them that night.&nbsp; No sound from the screen, nor from the office room where Mike and Alex went, only the distant thrum of the soundcheck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-08-2007, 17:39:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He wondered what the two of them were going to talk about that would make them leave him here alone. He was getting the impression that this club was like an amateur porn producer too, especially with the way the camera was following the girls in the bathroom on the screen. Almost like Reality Porn. It caused him to smile at the thought. He'd have to be careful with what he did here himself, least he be caught on film too.<br><br>Based on what he was seeing, he expected a little girl on girl action in the bathroom. He didn't mind that - both girls were definitely attractive looking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>24-08-2007, 18:13:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The dark-clad girl practically stalks back towards the blond, who remains leaning back on the vanity, her eyes staring deep into the dark girl's.&nbsp; The dark one smiles a dangerous smile and says something - Sam can't quite lipread from the angle of the camera.&nbsp; She reaches out and puts her hands on the blond's thighs, easing them apart as she glides between them, leaning forward to give a hard-pressing kiss on her lips.<br><br>The blond's arms rose to hold the other girl, and there they remained for a moment or two, their heads turning and twisting as they exchange their passionate kisses, the dark woman pressing her skirted center between the blond's legs, grinding her bottom into the edge of the counter.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>24-08-2007, 18:21:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Sam watches his hard-on returns. It was indeed going to be girl-on-girl action and he didnt know a guy who didn't like watching that! He could only wonder how far they would go in the bathroom, the risk of another girl walking in pretty high. His eyes and attention were focused on the screen and he soon forgot about Alex and the Owner.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>28-08-2007, 19:12:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The dark girl breaks off the kiss, clearly in control, and leans back.&nbsp; Her hands stroke over the front of her friend's red tube top, the breasts clearly unencumbered by a bra and clearly aroused.&nbsp; The blond's mouth is open, bright red painted lips parted and eyes wide as she stares into the other woman's eyes.<br><br>Then with a sudden motion the dark girl pulls down the tube top, the breasts bouncing as they are released.&nbsp; Full natural breasts, probably C-cups, with wide areolae and prominent nipples.&nbsp; Whoever was controlling the camera zoomed in on the as the black-painted nails of the other girl close on them with a pinch and roll.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-08-2007, 20:08:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He began to think that being the security camera man in this club was perhaps the best job one could have. Watching people fuck in various places did sound appealing. His cock must get sore every night if such things had the same effect on the camera man as they were on Sam. He glances over his shoulder, wondering what the other two were doing that he wasnt privy to hearing. Shrugging, he turns back to the huge screen, eyes focused on the two girls.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>31-08-2007, 16:27:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The two girls lean into each other to kiss, the hands on bare breasts receding as the camera zooms back again.&nbsp; They seem locked in the kiss, heads turning, the blonde's hands seeking out the other's short back skirt.&nbsp; The hands stroke her bottom, pulling the skirt up and so exposing rounded, bare buttocks divided by a sheer black thong, garter straps dividing the sides of the thighs.<br><br>Then the door opens and Alex walks back in, a tall glass in either hand filled with a clear liquid and ice.&nbsp; "Like a drink?"&nbsp; She turns to look up at the screen.&nbsp; "Yummy."<br><br>She crosses in front of him and hands him one glass.&nbsp; There's that dangerous smile on her face again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>31-08-2007, 19:34:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks up, momentarily surprised by her sudden reappearance. He is soon grinning though and takes the drink she offers him. "Sure - thanks." He says, his excitement well hidden by the way he was sitting. He wondered where the owner had gotten to but didn't bother asking. He did notice that look in her eyes and knew that she was about to do or suggest something that he would normally not even think about doing. He felt his heart quicken at the thought, remembering the events from earlier in the day. He had to remind himself that she was his sisters roommate, and a tease on top of that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silkcat</strong> on <strong>31-08-2007, 21:14:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex sits down next to him, her shoulder almost but not quite touching his, some of her skirts falling on his thigh but without her thigh brushes his, the scent of her perfume suddenly present again.&nbsp; She raises her glass towards her lips, looking over it at the screen beyond just as the dark haired girl bends to suckle and tease the blond's breasts while she returns the favor by moving her fingers out of sight but pretty clearly stroking on the front of the dark girl's thong.<br><br>"Very yummy.&nbsp; Sounds just like what you said you liked when we were talking earlier."&nbsp; She looks over to meet Sam's eyes again, if he'll meet her gaze.<br><br>"I have a bet for you.&nbsp; We can control the club's cameras from here, and people are starting to come in.&nbsp; It's going to be a wild night tonight - the club's mailing list advertised to all the regulars that there will be a prizes for the sexiest dressed men and women tonight.&nbsp; And there's a drink special on mojitos."&nbsp; She smiled and took a sip from her tall glass.<br><br>"Whichever one of us captures the hottest footage tonight wins.&nbsp; If you lose, you have to do a ... favor ... for the winner."&nbsp; With that tone, and that look, there's no question as to what kind of favor she means.&nbsp; "Whatever they want..."&nbsp; She takes another sip of her mojito, her eyes never leaving Sam's, her tongue slowly licking the liquor from her lips as she lowers the glass.<br><br>"Accept the bet?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unexpected Spring Break (Silvestine and Silkcat)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>01-09-2007, 20:38:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It does not take him long to figure out what she is talking about, and his eyes widen even more. It sounded like a good idea to him - if he won he'd finally be able to get her to suck his dick. That would be well worth the reward of spending the night inside and not out on the dance floor. He wasn't about to say NO and his head was&nbsp; nodding yes before the words even escaped his mouth. "Sounds like a bet to me." His eyes followed the movement of her tongue. She'd better not tell his sister about all this. That might prove a little awkward.
			</dd>
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