Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)
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				Title: <strong>Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 04:19:50</strong>
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				The Sunset Diner was the nearest good-food to the construction site, and being new on this particular job, Peter decided he might as well follow the other workers on lunch break and grab a bite to eat there. His boots were muddy, as were his jeans, and his shirt was sweat stained and dirty, though there wasnt much he could do about giving they were still laying in the groundwork. The rain the previous night didnt help either. Opening the door, he takes a quick glance around and seats himself at an empty table, grabbing a menu on the way. He opens it and begins to read.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 04:37:04</strong>
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				Surprisingly, there wasn't much activity this afternoon. Of course most of their customers came after the sun set, but Liliana was grateful for the break in business. Her feet were still throbbing from the double shift she had run the day before. <em>'Try not to think about the workload too much,'</em> she kept telling herself. <em>'It's about the money. Always about the money.'</em>&nbsp; Heaving a breathy sigh, she got off her perch on the countertop and made her way to a table near the door. A customer had just walked in and seated himself. It was her duty to attend to him. She sidled up to him and fixed a smile on her face. <br><br>"Good afternoon, sir," she greeted cheerfully, flipping her long dark hair over her shoulder. "What can I get for you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 04:43:59</strong>
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				He looked up when he heard the waitress and did a doubletake. He couldnt help but notice her attractive looks and it took him a moment to realise that she had asked him a question. "Could I, uh, have a Coke and...hmmm...is the Meatball Sub any good?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 04:55:55</strong>
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				She had seen the look he gave her, and it took her a bit of restraint to not roll her eyes. <em>Mustn't upset the customers,</em> she reminded herself. To be truthful, she'd had just about had it with perverts hitting on her, especially during work hours, and she hoped to God that this was not one of those guys. However, she smiled and nodded her head at his question. "Sure is," she replied cheerfully. "So you'll have that?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 05:09:40</strong>
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				He nods his head, watching her lips as she speaks. He wasnt used to seeing an attractive waitress, let alone in this part of town. "Yeah - as long as it comes with parm. on it." He smiles. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 05:15:34</strong>
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				She smiles back, and then jots down the order on a small notepad, biting her lip as she wrote with quickened grace. She looks back up at him, smiling again. "No problem, sir. Your order shall be out in just a minute." She nods her head at him before turning her back and walking toward the kitchen, her small hips sashaying beneath the white skirt of her uniform. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 14:49:46</strong>
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				His eyes couldnt help but wander to her hips, watching her until she entered the kitchen. He wandered if she was single. He sat back and glanced out the window, waiting for his drink.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 21:24:10</strong>
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				Five minutes later, Lily emerged from the kitchen with an ice cold coke in one hand, and a plate with a meatball sub sandwich, fries, and a couple of packets of parmesan cheese. With a smile she approached her customer and set the order in front of him. "There you are," she said brightly. She gave him a sweet smiling, flipping her clipped bangs out of her eyes. "Would that be all for you?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 21:52:20</strong>
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				He smiles up at her. He wasnt sure if he should be forward with her or not, or ask for her number later tonight. He also judged her to be around his age. "Thanks - i think thats it for now. Um...i am new to this area and was wondering if there were any clubs or bars around here you'd recommend for some night life..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 22:01:47</strong>
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				She smiled back. "You're quite welcome," she replied. "As for nightlife...well, there are a couple of bars I regulate. I actually work part time at Aphrodisiac,which is a couple of streets down. I've got a shift tonight. If you're looking for a men's bar, Paradise Island is just off the highway." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 22:47:03</strong>
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				"What kind of crowd frequents the Aphrodisiac? Sounds rather interestersting." He responds, shfting in his chair so that he is facing her better. Attractive indeed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 22:49:45</strong>
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				Her lips quirked to the side as she thought about his question, and the tip of her tongue darted out, wetting her dry pink lips. "Well, as far as crowd goes...we don't get too much of a variety of people. A lot of college kids like to hang there. Lots of people between the ages of 19 and 31 as far as I can tell. Not too many rockers or metalheads; the club doesn't play much of that music." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 23:07:38</strong>
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				He nods his head. "Well if you're working there tonight, i might as well stop by and check it out."&nbsp; He wished he wasnt wearing such filthy clothes at the moment, but there was nothing he could do about it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 23:20:43</strong>
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				She suppressed a scoff. <em>Too bad for him,</em> she told herself. <em>I know exactly what he's up to.</em> Instead, she gave him a sweet smile and nodded her head. "I suppose I'll see you then. Now, if there is nothing else you need," she glanced quickly around the diner, taking in the small queue of people at the door, "I've got a few more customers to attend to." She smiled again and made to walk away. "Please let me know if you're in need of other assistance."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 23:24:58</strong>
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				He swallowed a mouthful of coke as she spoke, and looked down at his sub before turning back to her. "Will do...?" He tried to see her name tag but couldnt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 23:27:40</strong>
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				"Liliana," she said, grinning. "Or Lily for short. And what would your name be, sir?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 23:39:41</strong>
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				"Peter...Peter Simon. I'm working construction about a block down the street...new to town too so i'm trying to explore a little when i can." He responds, not meaning to strike up conversation. He was sure she would get in trouble if he wasnt careful.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>26-02-2006, 23:43:56</strong>
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				She nodded and smiled. "That's great. Well you know where to find me if you need anything. Welcome to town, by the way." She flashed him another quick smile and turned toward the door. "I really must go. Nice meeting you, Peter." With that, she walked briskly over to the door, apologizing profusely to the other guests for the long wait, and proceeded to finish up her 9-5 shift.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>27-02-2006, 13:39:39</strong>
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				He smiled. He was sure it wouldnt be hard to find later that night. He bit into his meatball sub - it was a she said, and he quickly wolfed it down, along with his coke. Very refreshing on such a hot day working construction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>27-02-2006, 17:50:45</strong>
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				Hours later, Lily was serving up a plethora of various drinks and beers at the bar, practically running from customer to customer, slightly overwhelmed by the rush that was coming her way. These teenagers were uncharacteristically thirsty tonight it seemed. She glanced at her watch while stirring an Absolute Sex; it was only 1:45 in the morning. She hadn't even been working 2 hours yet. <br><br>Stifling a groan of complaint, she continued to serve drink after drink, wondering if she would ever get a break at the rate things were going. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>27-02-2006, 20:40:28</strong>
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				Peter, dressed in casual clothes now - heans and a loose shirt - finally makes his way to the scene. He is far more clean looking now that has been able to shower and change out of his work clothes. As he enters, he comes alone, and takes a quick look around, nodding his head in satisfaction. He wanders up to the bar and sees Lily - a big grin crosses his fast. "Hey lily!" He says about the din. "Nice place."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>27-02-2006, 23:39:17</strong>
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				She glances up immediately as she hears her name being called, and she looks up to see the guy she met at the diner. It almost took her a moment to recognize him. He looked much...<em>nicer</em> now. Blinking away her surprise, she put a warm, actually genuine smile on her lips. "Hey, Peter. Nice to see you actually came." She turned away from him for a moment and bent to retrieve a clean glass. "Is there anything I could fix up for you?" she asked, turning back to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>27-02-2006, 23:46:59</strong>
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				He leaned on the bartop and watched as she worked. "Hmm...start me off with a beer? Dont want to get trashed tonight - gotta work in the morning. Construction is a bitch with a hangover." He also had a problem with drinking, and didnt want that part of his life to catch up with him again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>27-02-2006, 23:56:21</strong>
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				She nodded and smiled. "I hear ya," she said. "I hate serving customers when I'm wasted too." In compliance to his request, she filled the glass to the brim with frothy, golden-colored beer, and slid it in front of him. "There you are," she smiled. "So was there anything else you were in the mood for tonight?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-02-2006, 00:09:26</strong>
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				He grabbed the beer and took a forthy sip from it, a little apprehensive on his part. He wasnt sure how direct her question was meant to be. "I, uh...dancing maybe." He stuttered, spilling some of his beer in the process to make it look like he wasnt put off by her question. He turned his head to the side. "Though there doesnt seem like too much of that going on..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>28-02-2006, 02:50:07</strong>
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				She giggled at his discomfort. It was a bit late when she finally realized how she must have sounded when she asked that question. <em>Ah, well</em>, she thought resignedly. She flashed him a smile instead, meant to reassure him she wasn't trying anything. "Yeah, it's been a bit slow on the dance floor tonight. I should probably talk the DJ into changing the music." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-02-2006, 03:55:52</strong>
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				He grins - her giggling making her even more attractive then she already was. He leaned forward. "When do you get off?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>28-02-2006, 05:02:03</strong>
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				She gave him a small smile. "Unfortunately not until around 4 a.m., and I don't think you want to stick around here that long." She chuckled softly. "You'd probably get bored." She stuck her tongue out playfully, giving him a quirky grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>28-02-2006, 13:17:01</strong>
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				He smiled back at her. "We'll see - i've got nothing better to do tonight. You sure work a helluva lot."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>28-02-2006, 19:47:43</strong>
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				She chuckled slightly, reaching behind the counter to serve a couple more drinks. "Yes, well, I kinda need the money. I never did go to college. I want to go back to school, but I can't afford it right now, so I'm saving up." She gave him a quick glance and smiled, wondering why the hell she was suddenly acting all sweet and nice. <em>Didn't I just dislike him five minutes ago?</em> she asked herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>01-03-2006, 02:31:28</strong>
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				"I never made it to college myself...thats why i'm working construction now. Too late for me to go back, but the pay is good. Most stable job i've had in a while." He drank some more of his beer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>01-03-2006, 02:36:22</strong>
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				She smiled as he shared some of his past with her. Perhaps he wasn't as bad as she had orginally thought. "I've been going from job to job. The waitressing is hard work, but the pay is good enough, and working at the club is always somewhat...fun." She let out a small giggle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>01-03-2006, 02:46:45</strong>
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				He grinned at her last comment and leaned in closer to her. "Can i buy you a drink....its not fair to let you work and not have a little fun while doing so..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>01-03-2006, 03:00:59</strong>
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				She glanced up and looked into his eyes, trying to decipher his intentions. "I'd be flattered if you did so," she said, giving a small smile. She looked to the dance floor, noting how many of the couples were slow dancing to one of her favorite songs. "But first, would you like to dance? I really like this song, and I think the bar can take care of itself for a few minutes." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>01-03-2006, 03:21:50</strong>
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				He smiles and nods his head. "Sure - sounds good to me." He stood up and moved towards the opening so that he could stick near her as she lead him onto the dance floor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>01-03-2006, 03:51:24</strong>
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				She grinned and took his hand, leading him onto the middle of the floor. She stepped closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and giving him a smile. "Thanks for dancing with me," she crooned.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>01-03-2006, 13:28:34</strong>
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				He placed his hands on her hips, feeling her athletic body under his hands for the first time, and stepped close to her. "The pleasure is all mine, lily."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>01-03-2006, 14:41:45</strong>
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				She was surprised by the sparks that coursed through her body everywhere his fingers touched her. She shived in his arms, pulling him closer, and swayed her hips against his. She closed her eyes and let the beat of the music and the feel of his body against hers guide her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-03-2006, 00:05:52</strong>
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				As they moved together, his hands slowly moved from her side to the small of her back, and slightly further town, though he didnt dare grab her ass. His fingertips brushed up against the lining of what she wore on her lower half, but didnt go any further. He breathed in her smell - pleasant, he though - his nose mere inches from the side of her head.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>03-03-2006, 00:44:59</strong>
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				She arched into his touch on her back involuntarily, instinctively wanting to feel his hands somewhere else on her body. <em>Why does this feel so right?</em> she asked herself.<br><br>Pushing her thoughts away, she wrapped her arms more tightly around his neck, pressing her body closer to his. Her hips and torso brushes against him as she swayed, and she couldn't help but shiver at the contact. She sighed lightly against his ear, wanting so much to say something, but has no idea what. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-03-2006, 13:10:43</strong>
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				He can feel the tension building between them as their bodies inch closer and closer together. He tilts his head forward, his ear brushing her hair, his hands running up and down her sides slowly as they sway back and forth in time to the music.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>03-03-2006, 22:57:02</strong>
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				She sighs contentedly against him, feeling the warm heat from his body course through her own. Her hands lower to wrap around his back, and she clings to him tightly. She breathes against his neck, her nose nuzzling the soft skin there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-03-2006, 00:31:43</strong>
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				Tingles coursed down his back as he felt her nuzzle into him. He felt his heart-beat quicken. He cant get any closer to her, their bodies pressed together as it is. He turns his head, his hot breath on her ear, his mouth inches away. What should he say?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2006, 00:54:10</strong>
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				She could feel his heart speed up, being so pressed up against him, and her pulse quickened in return. She pressed soft, sweet kisses on his neck, enjoying being this close to a man. Perhaps this time she could actually be involved in something that wasn't <em>just</em> sex...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-03-2006, 01:20:57</strong>
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				Her kisses on his neck suprised him to the point that he felt warmth begin to stir in his loins. But he wasnt one to suppress such feelings. He tilted his head more to the side and gently nibbled on her ear in response, using his tongue to be sensous and not slobbery. His eyes were closed, shutting out those around him though most were lost in their own worlds to care what they were doing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2006, 01:23:36</strong>
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				She trembled as he toyed with her ear, her arms hugging him even more tightly, if that were even possible. She flicked her tongue out, tasting the skin on his neck and loving it, before fastening her lips over his pulse point and suckling hungrily. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-03-2006, 01:40:57</strong>
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				His hand slid up her back, pressing her firmly against him, as he continued sucking on her ear. He paused only long enough to say: "Want to...get out...of here?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2006, 02:09:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned against his neck, knees nearly buckling beneath her. Warmth began to pool in her lower abdomen, streaking straight to her core. "Y-yes..." she moaned. <br><br>She pulled away from the kiss, grabbing his hand and tugging him along with her. She walked to the counter and grabbed a set of keys that was lying next to her purse. She hurried over to one of the VIP lounges, frantically unlocked the door, and pulled him inside. "Finally..." she whispered. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-03-2006, 05:35:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He followed and shut the door behind him, locking it before turning to her. He pressed her up against the closed door, hands on her waist lips searching for her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2006, 05:51:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed him back, hotly and passionately. Her hands started roaming over his body, on his chest and arms, exploring farther below, till they came to rest on his ass and pulled, bringing his pelvis directly against hers
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-03-2006, 05:53:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His tongue darted out to dance with hers, his hands roaming the side of her body, his erection growing in the jeans he was wearing. He ground his hips into hers as she pulled him onto her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2006, 22:58:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned as he ground into her, and couldn't resist but snake her hands to his front, cupping him from within his jeans. She massaged him gently, pleased by his size and already imagining how his hard cock would feel lodged up inside her. She pulled her mouth away with a whimper. "Please...ah...Peter..." she whispered, moving back in for another kiss. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-03-2006, 23:01:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let out a soft moan as she grabbed his crotch through his jeans. He didnt realise she would be so forward, so he didnt hesistate to grab her breasts, squezzing them through the fabric that covered them. He slid his hands down to the base of her shirt and lifted it up, over her head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2006, 23:05:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned as he played with her voluptuos mounds, and raised her arms to allow an easier removal of her shirt. To return the favor her hands began to fumble at his own clothing, quickly unbuttoning the top and tossing it from his shoulders, and then reaching down to unbuckle his pants. Her lips never left his as she undressed him, wanting to touch every part of his body that she could, not wanting to let go. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>05-03-2006, 23:21:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His fingers fumbled behind her back, undoing the clasp that held her bra together. He kept his mouth glued to hers, tongue twirling with hers, eyes closed. He fumbled with her pants too, wanting nothing more to press his naked body against hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2006, 23:27:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally she was able to drop his pants, and soon began fumbling with his boxers. She groaned softly against his mouth as he undressed her, wanting just as bad as he to feel skin against skin. His boxers hit the floor, freeing his hard erection from its confinements, and she whimpered approvingly, one hand immediately grasping his cock, thumb gently brushing over the tip. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-03-2006, 01:50:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His cock is about 8 inches in length, thick, and dead straight. His area is also cleanly shaven and smooth. His fumbling fingers undo her jeans and they slide to the floor. One hand grabs her breast, caressing it as his tongue caresses hers, while his other finger rubs her womanhood through her panties.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>06-03-2006, 02:28:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stares at his cock, licking her lips in anticipation. She's distracted as he touches her, though, hands stroking her hairless pussy, and she moans in approval. One hand wraps around his thick girth, smiling slightly at the velvety feel of him on her fingers. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-03-2006, 02:32:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He parts her panties to the side, running his hand over her soft hairless skin before slipping a finger into her folds, rubbing her clit and sticking the point of a finger into her opening. He looks down at her exquisite body, bending forward to suckle on a nipple.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>06-03-2006, 02:35:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ohhh...P-Peter..." she moans. Everywhere he touches her, the skin lights aflame. Her back arches, sending her breasts more fully into his mouth, and her hips begin to slowly rock against his fingers, wanting, needing more... The hand on his cock has stilled, unable to concentrate on his pleasure when her body had been turned to mush, literally a slave at his hands. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-03-2006, 02:38:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He suckles on one breast while caressing the other with his hand. His fingers continue to work against her clit, stimulating it, using her own moistness to slide over the insides of her pussy. He moans into her flesh in response, wanting nothing more then to feel every inch of her and inside of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>06-03-2006, 02:42:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her moans grow louder, hips bucking against his hand erratically, needing to feel more. It had been too long...far too long..<br><br>She urged him closer to her, hand once more moving against his cock. "Peter...please...." she whispered wantonly. "I need you inside me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-03-2006, 02:45:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He took her hand and broke their contact, leading her over to the couch in the VIP Room. He left his clothes where they fell. He sat down first, legs parted, cock standing straight up and motioned for her to come join him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>06-03-2006, 02:52:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stared at him for a moment, nearly groaning in anticipation. He looked so incredible, sitting there waiting for her, like a real lover. Wasting nearly no time, she straddled him, rubbing her pussy against his cock for a moment, and then sank down, crying out loudly at the intrusion. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-03-2006, 03:00:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He moaned as she sunk immediately onto his cock, tilting his head back to lean against the back of the sofa. He parted his legs a little wider to get them in a more comfortable position, before turning his face to hers. His hands came up and cupped bother her breasts, squeezing them and pinching her nipples. Her tight pussy felt so good around his cock, and he moved his hips towards hers in anticipation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>06-03-2006, 03:07:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her breathing got more and more labored as she thrusted atop him, moaning as his hands roamed her body. Her head lolled onto his shoulder, hips moving faster and faster. She cried out as one thrust had him hitting a particularly deep spot within her, and her arms came around his shoulders, clinging onto his neck. She moaned his name as her thrusts lost their rhythm, getting more and more desperate as she came closer to her peak....
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>06-03-2006, 03:12:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He hadnt realised how needy she was - something he couldnt judge from her character - but he kept his tempo up with hers. It felt soo good, though he wasnt near his own climaxing point though he could feel the walls of her pussy clenching in anticipation of her own orgasm. He would let her ride him to the point she climaxed, but then it would be his turn to fuck her to his own climax. He bent his head forward, tongue arching out to tease her nipples as they bounced up and down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>06-03-2006, 03:27:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hips pumped continuously, and she threw her head back, hair flying in her pleasure. She was the picture of absolute eroticism, and before her mind could register what was happening, her vaginal muscles were clenching, gripping, massaging, tightening incredibly as she reached her peak. Her eyes shut tight as she came, and she let out a loud scream, pussy convulsing hard around his dick, honey gushing out like a river. She mewled as she rode out her orgasm, body shuddering with the force of it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>07-03-2006, 04:48:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He held onto her as she cummed, the sensation surrounding his cock bringing him closer to his own orgasm. He placed her arms around his neck as she supsided, and keeping his cock in her stood up and layed her on the table, missionary style, before planting his feet. He began to pound his cock into her wet, dripping pussy, sucking on her neck as he fucked her like a jack rabbit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>07-03-2006, 05:07:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her screams filled the room as his dick crashed into her core with each thrust. Her orgasm was lengthened due to his fast screwing, and she could feeling another one cresting. "Shit...shit...SHIT!!" she yelled repeatedly. He was fucking her like a runaway animal, and dammit if she didn't love every bit of it. She gasped into his ear as he hit her cervix with each deep thrust, eyes rolling into the back of her head in pleasure. "Ungh...Pe...ter..." she moaned, his name a broken syllable from her lips. She clung to him tightly, nearly losing her mind to the pleasure. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>07-03-2006, 19:51:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was really close to cumming himself, and continued to pound his cock into her, their bodies slamming together with each thrust. "Where...do you....want me...to cum...?" He panted out between thrusts. He wasnt wearing a condom, and he didnt know if she was on birth control, though most girls he had been with were. He bit into her neck gently, hands grabbing her tits.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>08-03-2006, 01:44:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"SHIIIIIT!!!" <br><br>Her scream echoes in the small, dark room, bouncing off the walls and hitting the ceilings. Her pussy explodes as he bites into her, the small touch spuring an orgasm intense enough to nearly make her pass out. Her inner muscles convulse and constrict around his manhood, tightening like a vise around him, urging him to join her in the throes of ecstasy. She wraps her arms tightly around his neck, breath hot in his ear, as she whispers to him, "Cum with me...Peter...let...go..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>08-03-2006, 13:50:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With one final thrust, he leaves himself buried deep with in her, a moan escaping from his lips. His cock pulsates as he begins to cum, her own orgasm spurring his on. He pants, out of breath, form the exertion of fucking her and cumming.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>08-03-2006, 16:28:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moans heavily in his ear as she feels him gush inside her, tightening her arms around his neck and bringing him even closer to her, holding him as he comes down from his high.<br><br>"That was wonderful," she whispers sweetly, kissing his neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-03-2006, 14:54:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His cock remains in her, erect, as he looks down at her. "Yeah...you can say that again...you sure no one will come looking for you in here?" He asked, realising that she was probably still on duty.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>10-03-2006, 18:32:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles and shakes her head.<br><br>"No need to worry. One of the other bartenders can cover for me. I don't do this often at all, so no one will ask questions." She smiled again, kissing his neck, and licking a trail up from his pulse to his earlobe, taking the small piece of skin into her mouth and suckling softly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>10-03-2006, 19:42:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He caressed her breasts in his hands, loving how it felt to have her nibbled on his ear. His breathing and heartbeat were coming back under control, but he was still hard and in her. He didnt move, liking the feel of his cock surrounded by her pussy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>11-03-2006, 03:21:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighed happily as he handled her breasts, kissing back down his neck and landing on his mouth. She kissed him deeply, communicating her desire and passion. Her hips gyrated around him slightly in experiment, and she moaned into his mouth as she found him still hard. <br><br>"Do you...want more?" she asked huskily. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>12-03-2006, 17:46:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled, kissing her back. He continued to caress her tits. "Only if you want to..." He responded, thrusting his hips against hers as he spoke, so she could feel his hardness pressed into her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Tipping the Waitress (1 on 1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aphrodite</strong> on <strong>28-03-2006, 07:07:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(hey, a million sorries for my long absence. My computer's been really weird lately, and I have so much work to get done and stuff, and shows and rehearsals. It's been crazy. heh. I'm trying to get back in the swing of things tho. :) )<br><br>She moaned wantonly as he pushed against her, a fire rekindling itself within her loins. She stared at him, eyes darkened with desire, before pulling him back down for a hungry, deep kiss. When they were both panting and out of breath, she pulled away, licking his lips gently. "Does that answer your question?"
			</dd>
		</dl>
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