Stuck without Privliges
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				Title: <strong>Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 10:25:00</strong>
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				On the high snow covered peaks of the rocky mountains a single old hotel sat. Built in 1886 it had always stood as one of the highest resorts for people seeking snow covered mountains, forests, and solitude. It had been owned by the Stevens family for over a century and now as the worst snow storm in over two hundred years set in and the place had to be shut down. However the heiress and a lone handyman were trapped within it when the snow became so fierce that the roads were impassible. Supplies were plentiful and life would be easy but there would be no escape till the snow melted. <br><br>This is where our story begins...<br><br>------------------------------------<br><br>An hour of daylight still existed as he laid the final chunk of wood on the pile and set the ax down by it. His hand moved upwards wiping away a small bit of sweat from his forehead before he looked over the pile and thought about how lucky they were, not to have to ration their supplies. The hotel had just been stocked before the blizzard hit and it would have been another week before the busy season even got started. <br><br>As he walked back inside he hung up the thick coat and his baseball cap. Beneath the thick clothes was a man with deep emerald green eyes, thick yet short brown hair, and a muscular figure. With a piece of wood in each hand he went into the his bosses room, stacking each piece of wood to make a warm fire when the night finally came. With all their supplies taken care of and knowing they would be trapped here for a long time he wondered where she had disappeared to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 10:45:01</strong>
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				Malika couldn’t believe that they had gotten stuck. How was she going to live without manicures and hair treatments for months. The shortest they could be counting on is three weeks if they decided to try and shovel them out. She was stuck practically alone only the handy man and her. Standing in the middle of the huge lounge she tosses back the full three fingers of whiskey. She then throws the glass at the wall watching it shatter. Her breath is a bit jagged as she gets her temper under control. She knew better then to drive up here on a whim to make sure things were all set up. She should have just stayed home, but the thought of staying home while he moved all of his things out just made her feel a bit sick. Two years of her life wasted on a man who just decided one day that he didn’t want to marry her any more and kindly asked her to not be home when he came to get his things. <br><br>At the tender age of 30 she had kept her self up very well. She was slender and her skin well tanned and virtually line free unless you looked close around her green eyes. Her hair is a dark shade of auburn with blond highlights through out it. It is styled to frame her face and comes to her shoulders. Although she is wearing a thick sweater she still shivers a little as the lounge isn’t heated at the moment for sake of conserving the wood. She walks behind the bar and gets out the dustpan and brush. She quickly rectifies her mess and throws the evidence of her temper tantrum away. Grabbing the bottle of whiskey she walks back up to her room. There wasn’t anything better to do then get a bit drunk she would think to herself.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 10:56:18</strong>
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				He had set everything up in the fireplace so all they would have to do is throw in a match to get the thing started and enjoy. With the supplies taken care of, the fireplace set, and all but the first floor of the hotel locked up John gathered his things and began to walk back to the utility room. He didnt get more then two steps out of the room till he saw Ms. Stevens and gave her a friendly smile, standing to the side of the hallway as she got closer. "Ma'am, everythings been set up. The three floors above us were searched and then locked down. I chopped up a big wood pile out back. The water and hot water heater are working fine and the generators were just filled up and work great. Just one thing though, your room is the only one in this wing with a fireplace, would you mind if I stuck around?"
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 11:08:06</strong>
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				She sees him walking out, at least she won’t be stuck here alone. John made some nice eye candy she almost regrets not seeing him chop the wood, watching those muscles in his arms ripple as he swings an axe was almost enough to make any girl sigh a little. “Thank you for taking care of all the details. I don’t think I could do it on my own out here. Sure you can stay here, I wouldn't want you to freeze in other parts of the hotel. do you want some?” she holds up the bottle in her hand as she asks. <br><br>She knows that she might regret getting drunk in the morning but who is there to tell her she can’t dwell in bed the whole next day. It isn’t as if she had any meetings or plans for the next day. She walks over to the mini-kitchen in her suite and grabs out two glasses and pours herself three fingers as she waits for his response. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 11:14:24</strong>
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				He gave her a friendly smile and nodded for a moment, sliding off the thick overshirt and setting it on one of the chairs in the mini-kitchen. Underneath the thin white cotten shirt she could see a mass of muscle showing his well built body and a six pack on his belly. "To be honest I'm more of a soda kind of guy but pour me one anyway. We're stuck up here with only water and booze to drink, might as well enjoy what we can right?" he said in a friendly tone before pulling up a chair and sitting down while he watched her. "By the way you might hear some banging or knocking sounds, thats just going to be the pipes heating up from the cold. Nothing to worry about."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 11:23:25</strong>
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				She nods ands pours him three fingers too. “I will try to keep that in mind as the banging and knocking scares me half to death” she smiles then takes her whiskey and tosses it back expertly, she quickly pours herself another one. “Yeah we might as well enjoy it. Luckily I think there is enough booze for two or three years in the basement pantry. I thought I saw some syrup for coke down stairs. Or hadn’t the co2 shipment came in yet?” She looks over his form appreciating every hard muscle he has but tries not to make it obvious. It had been too long since she had her self a romp in the hay with someone and now it seems as if it is going to be a few months longer. Unless... she quickly pushes the thought of it out of her mind, he is the paid help and it just isn’t proper. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 11:29:57</strong>
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				He took a shallow sip, feeling that burn over his tongue and go down his throat. His eyes closed tightly and his whole body wanted to spit it out but he choked it down before taking a deep breath. "Been a long time since I had something like that..." he said before wiping both his eyes with his free hand. "All the shipments were here and the autumn staff got it all taken care of and put away. Theres a lot of canned foods in the basement and the freezer's are pretty well stalked too. The two of us could be here for a year and never have to worry about supplies."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 11:40:14</strong>
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				She keeps from letting out a chuckle as she watches him choke down the whiskey. Here she is drinking the amber liquid as if it is water and he looks as though it is poison that is crossing his lips. She pours him another good three fingers and smiles wondering if he is going to drink it or just look at it. “Then I can hook you up with some soda tomorrow, unless you know how to use the machine under the bar then you can hook yourself up. At least we won’t starve to death, although if I cook you might rather starve. I can’t do much more then boil water for pasta. Can you cook at all?” she smiles raises her glass and takes down the three fingers. She feels the fire in her belly get just a bit warmer with each drink. She pours herself another glass not seeming as if she is going to slow down quite yet. She doesn’t seem to be getting drunk very fast, it seems as if she does quite a bit of drinking. In fact if you saw her without a drink in her hand it was probably before 5pm, after that time she figured it was time to break the seal on whatever liquor she would be having that evening.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 11:58:43</strong>
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				"I just need to get used to the stuff again, that's all." he stated before taking another sip, this one a little longer. He felt the burning sensation again and choked it down a little easier this time. "I know how to make a few things, nothing to fancy but it tastes good at least." He noticed how easily she tossed back the glasses of liquor and wondered if she drank like this often. "So what should we do now? We've got at least a few weeks of time to kill..."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 12:06:10</strong>
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				She smiles and just sips hers this time. She thinks about what they could do. “We could play a game of some sort. I saw a few in the lounge, some nice long ones like risk and monopoly. Other then that I guess we just get to know one another and wait till spring, or if the town notices we are stuck up here till someone comes and shovels us out.” Her mind wanders to the naughtier things they could do for a few weeks but she quickly shoves those thoughts aside. She fans herself slightly as the fire gets going a bit better and she starts to warm up from the whiskey. She peals off her sweater just having a white tank top on under it. “Sorry it is getting a bit warm in here” she walks over and puts her sweater on the bed. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 12:11:31</strong>
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				"Yeah, this is probably the best room in the hotel. Thickest insulation and the fireplace means it gets warm quick." he said as he followed her into the other room. "I'm pretty easy as far as fun goes, what do you want to do Ms. Stevens?" he asked, as his eyes wandered over her in the thin tank top for just a moment. He had to admit for a woman who was just&nbsp; few years older then him she was still one hell of a looker.
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 12:18:12</strong>
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				She turns around and starts to walk back out towards the sitting area in the suite. “Well I don’t really care what we do. There was also a decks of cards in the drawer in the mini-kitchen if you would rather play some card games. Since we are going to be here for a while why don’t you call me Malika. There is no use in being formal around here.” She smiles at him she knows she should put on another shirt but it was hot and she honestly didn’t care at this moment. She walks back over to her whiskey, she grabs her glass and the bottle and sits on the small couch putting both the glass and bottle down on the coffee table. She curls her legs in under her but there is plenty of room for him to sit down too. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 12:24:44</strong>
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				He joined her on the coach as well and tried to take a long drink from the glass this time. He managed to choke it down without a lot of trouble this time but his eyes were definitely watering when he put the glass on the coffee table. "Alright Malika, feel free to call me John." he replied before stretching out and looking out the window across from them, watching the thick snowflakes fall onto the earth. "I guess, how about we get to know eachother? We're going to be stuck up here for awhile, might as well know who were stuck with."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 12:32:54</strong>
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				She smiles as he sits next to her. She picks her glass up and sips a bit more then pours some more for both of them. “Ok John, well why don’t you tell me about yourself. Where you grew up and what ever else you want to throw in there. Then I will tell you some stuff about me, although most of my life has been in the tabloids. Also if you want to know if any of those things are true just ask.” Her tongue was feeling a bit loose now as she continues to drink. She had to resist form curling up next to him. She keeps the glass in her hand to keep her fingers from reaching out to touch him. She also looks towards the snow flakes that fall down, her mind turning over how something so pretty can cause some much trouble. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 12:41:44</strong>
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				He tilted his head to the side considering where to start but soon shrugged for a moment. "Well I grew up in Wisconsin on a horse ranch just outside of a little town called Delavan. It was a normal middle class type of town and family, nothing extravagant but we had some interesting things happen while I was in Junior high. During high school I got a job working part time for a plumbing company and just kind of took off from there. Plumbing's been my specialty but when I got a job here two years ago I branched out and started taking care of all sorts of maintenance issues. I'm only 22 so there isn't a whole lot to tell..." <br><br>He looked over, peeking at her as she sat there in her pose and paid special attention to how she looked in the mix of fire and dawn's light. "How about you Malika?"
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 12:53:26</strong>
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				She almost chokes on her drink as he says he is only 22. She thought he was at least 25 if not more like 27, a 22 year old should not have that kind of body. She of course feels a little self conscious now, even a bit old. Her spine goes a little straighter as she talks, almost as if she uncomfortable talking about herself. “Well I grew up in hotels when I wasn’t in boarding schools in places like Switzerland. So I have seen most all of the world. My father has been married 4 times and I am the oldest of all of his kids. My mother died when I was 10. Um I have dabbled in businesses, I have a clothing line and a couple hotels of my own. I also have my own scent. I have two permanent homes, one in New York the other in Milan, I prefer Milan. Hmmm I think that is about it.” <br><br>She smiles and drinks down the rest of her whiskey pour another couple of fingers, her face turning a bit pinker as the drink settles in and the fire roars in the hearth. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 12:59:32</strong>
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				"Sounds nice. I might have done the military thing to see some of the world but I already had my apprenticeship going so I chose not to." He reached down grabbing the glass and drinking about half of it this time. He was getting used to that burn by now. "So what about those tabloids? Any of those stories true?" he asked curiously
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 13:07:12</strong>
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				“Well, I have never been engaged. The tabloids have said I have been engaged to so many different people it is pathetic. I have never been pregnant, the photos where I have a slight belly have been from bloating or over indulging in sweets. Um I haven’t gotten implants I just got the girls lifted.” She giggles as she says the last one. “Um hmmm did I miss any?” she fills his glass and hers, when she leans over she ‘accidentally’ brushes against him. She leans back as if she didn’t mean it. If he looked he could see her eyes were becoming quite glassy from all of the liquor. She does not seem to be drinking as much now that she has a good buzz going. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 13:12:57</strong>
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				"Well I only remember the implants and pregnancy story. One of my friends in highschool said something about a bondage club or something like that." he paused as she brushed up against him and looked up and into her eyes noting the look of them. "So do you always drink this much?" he asked curiously. He knew she was already a seasoned drinker but he wondered if this was something she did a lot or if it was just something she was doing to help pass the time up here.
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 13:51:28</strong>
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				<br>She laughs a little bit as he asks about the bondage club rumor. “That rumor was so silly I completely forgot about that one.” She looks down at her glass as he asks her if she drinks this much. “Well not usually whiskey, but wine or champagne yes, I guess I do drink quite a bit. “ She seems a bit humbled as he points out that she drinks quite a bit. She toys with the glass before she sets it down. “You are young don’t you go to many parties?” <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-04-2008, 23:33:20</strong>
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				He shrugged at the question thinking about it for a few minutes "Well I mostly work a 9 to 5 job so it doesn't give me a lot of time to get out to the parties and night clubs to meet girls. Actually the winter season up here is usually my best chance to pick one up. I was hoping to meet some cute snowbunny's this season."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 00:43:57</strong>
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				“Don’t you get weekends off?” she lays back her fingers settling in her lap not wanting to grab the glass again. “I am sorry; it looks like your plans for the winter have been a bit foiled. Who would have thought we would be snowed in.” <br><br>Her mind idly wanders over to Richard, she wonders if all of his things had been moved out yet. She knew her maid would be on him making sure that he wouldn’t touch any of her things, at least a decent paycheck can still buy you loyalty. She reminds her self to give Annie a raise once she gets out of this place, the woman really did deserve it. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 00:50:05</strong>
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				He shrugged in response and looked back out toward the falling snow. "I like the overtime." he admitted before downing the last of the drink. "Well the radio said there hadn't been a storm like this for hundreds of years. I don't even think the hotel was built the last time such a huge storm hit us...and I might not have lots of cute snow bunnies to hit on but at least theres still one beautiful woman around."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 01:05:28</strong>
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				She flushed at the compliment, not expecting it from him, of course she has been pumping him full of liquor. “I see, but working isn’t everything you are young, you should be grabbing life by the balls so to speak. Trust me once you get, older is when you should worry about things like over time.” She lays her hand on his arm lightly not wanting to lead him on but her voice is full of sincerity. “Well at least we both will have company until the snow melts.” His arm is so muscular she would love to have him over her, she lets the thought linger before she turns her attention back to the snow. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 01:49:02</strong>
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				"Yeah, there's that too. Lots of snow, we could go skiing or snowboarding for an afternoon." He looked down at her hand and laid his over it while looking out at the snow. "Beautiful scenery, good food, good drinks, good company. This might not be as bad as we had originally thought..."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 03:35:06</strong>
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				She nods “Yeah once it stops snowing we can definitely go out and do some of those things. It will be fun. I don't think this stay is going to be too bad.” She stretches a little bit her mind beginning to clear. “Well I should get to bed. Are you going to sleep on the couch here?” she keeps her hand on his, her thumb running along his hand slowly. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 03:55:44</strong>
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				He looked over, nodding for a moment and once again noting how sexy she looked in the thin cotten tank top. "Yeah, Ill grab a few more logs for the fire though and a couple extra blankets from storage. Unless you have a better idea? or just a different one?"
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 04:05:09</strong>
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				She had plenty of ideas for him, he looked so sexy sitting there, his eyes wandering to places that they really shouldn’t in his boss. She hesitates before she answers him. “Have fun out here.” She pats his hand and gets up walking into the bed room. She stops at the doors that separate the two rooms. She holds both of the doors looking him over. “Good night John” she smiles and shuts the doors getting ready for bed. She grins slightly thinking that if she isn’t careful that she is going to end up between the sheets with John. She lays in bed with him on her mind, it takes her a hour or so to actually get to sleep. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 04:10:46</strong>
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				After she had left he spent a little time getting some more logs for the fire and gathered a number of blankets. He slept without many clothes on, having what he didn't wear of his uniform folded nicely and set on the table. What was left was a thin pair of boxers and he covered himself in just one blanket which seemed enough with the roaring fire. He laid back, getting comfortable and using one of the coaches pillows while he listened to the blowing wind storm and falling snow, thinking that the time up here wouldn't be so bad, before he feel to sleep as well. 
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 04:25:58</strong>
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				Milika woke up the next day with a hangover that consisted of a nice headache. She had forgotten her situation and just threw on a short silk robe half asleep as she wanders out to the bathroom, under it she is wearing a flimsy little night gown and she is wearing a pair of pink slippers that say sexy across the top of them. She moves into the bathroom her hair a bit of a mess. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 04:33:39</strong>
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				When the morning rays of light came through the window and shined over his face he stirred slightly for a moment. Feeling that morning need in his body but as he heard the doors open and close he remembered where he was and that this wasn't the time or place for personal attentions of that kind. He stretched out and then wiped the sleep from his eyes, feeling just a slight headache as he got off the coach and sat in his boxers. He waited for just a moment before standing up and wandering into the kitchen, filling and drinking three glasses of water before he noticed that Malika was in the bathroom.
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 04:42:15</strong>
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				She walks out of the bathroom her robe hanging open to reveal the red lace across her breasts and silk to just below her crotch. She seems to have forgotten about him. She shuffles to the kitchen not looking where she is going, she actually has her eyes averted to the floor. She bumps into him and shrieks jumping about a foot off the ground and stumbling back. “Oh my god I forgot you were here” she closes her robe quickly blushing a deep shade of red. She looks up at him hoping that he didn’t see much of what she was wearing. 
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				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 04:45:50</strong>
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				he had seen just a hint of the lace which caused a hint of scarlet to appear on his cheeks but he didn't say anything about it. Instead he offered his hand to help her up, despite being almost naked himself it didn't seem to matter at the moment. "That's alright, I'm sure you aren't used to cute guys hanging out in your suite's."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 05:22:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She takes his hand and keeps her robe closed with the other hand. “No I am not used to having cute men in my suite.” She blushes a bit as she stands up she runs her fingers through her hair. To try and tame the wildness from sleep. “I um should let you get dressed....” she blushes noticing his state of clothing is about as good as her own. She looks at his chest and has to resist touching it. She takes a few deep breaths before she steps back form the situation. “I um should go back in my room now” she turns and goes back in her room shutting the doors. She lets out a breath as she gets in there, if that wasn’t awkward she didn’t know what was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 05:29:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded at her questions and also felt it was pretty awkward though oddly not as much as he would have thought. When she retreated back into her room he slipped on a pair of deep blue jeans that hugged his legs and ass as well as a thin cotten tee shirt that he kept tucked in. Today had actually been one of his days off so he hoped she wouldn't mind him not being in uniform for the time being.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 05:43:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>She slips into a pair of jeans and a different sweater. She waits to see if she is going to hear him leave the room or if he is going to stick around. She takes extra time brushing her hair. She then puts it up into a pony tail and walks out. She figures she can’t spend all day holed up in her room. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 05:47:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she came out she could see the heavily built chest through the undershirt for just a moment before he pulled a thick sweater over his head and secured everything. He was fully dressed now and as he looked up he gave a soft smile. "I figured we could get the bar working today since you were talking about it last night. Besides that, its my day off today so I might hit the slopes or something later. Care to come with?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 05:59:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs a little bit as he talks about his day off “You keep things working in this room and you will be fine, you don’t have to worry about days off we have an entire winter. You will be earning your pay, you don’t have to worry about clocking in or whatever. If you want to ski go ski there is no time schedule up here anymore.” She moves to go get a glass of water, she sips down the cool liquid. “Sure it won’t take much to get the co2 and syrup all hooked up. Yeah we could go ahead and hit the slopes. Nothing else is going on today” she finishes the water putting the glass in the sink. “What do you want to do first?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 06:04:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ive got a work first, play second philosophy so lets hit the bar and get busy." he stated before walking out the room and down the hallway. When they got there he was quick to hook everything up, having done things like this a couple dozen times in the past. When everything was set up he looked up at her and smiled. "Its hooked up, was there something you wanted to do today? Might as well have some fun together."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 06:16:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She only has to show him a couple things as he hooks up the soda machine, she loves watching him work, the way his muscles contract and stretch as he tightens a bolt or hooks things together. She almost says something obscene as he asks if there is anything she wants to do. “I just thought we were going skiing.” She smiles. “I am sure that will be fun....” Her mind wanders to some other things that might be fun with him, damn he is making it too easy for her mind to wander.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 06:20:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shrugged before getting up and wiped his hands clean on a rag from the utility closet before looking over at her and giving a smile. "I just thought I'ld ask, I like trying new things and thought you might want to do something else." With everything set he walked upstairs to the staff rooms, and took out his thicker clothes as well as his snowboard and prepared everything before looking back. "I'm gonna go change." he said before going into the connected bathroom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 06:29:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She idly wonders what he means by something else. She goes to the room and gets her ski suit. She slips it on over her clothes along with grabbing gloves, goggles, her ski boots, scarf and head band to cover her ears. She walks back out and grabs her Ski’s from the equipment room. She wonders what they could possibly do that would be considered trying something new. She walks out side to wait for him, she wonders if he knows how to get the lift running, it would be a pain to get up the hill if they didn’t have the lift. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 06:34:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He came out dressed in black and red with a snowboard in his hand. Seeing her already ready he smiled and pulled his goggles down. "Well, lets go." he said before leading her up the hill toward the lift. At the lift he takes a few minutes to power up and refill the generator before it starts working and then he looked back and smiled again. "I thought it would have been in a lot worse shape after that storm but were ready to go if you are."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 06:47:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles and nods “I am ready and waiting for you sugar” she walks over to the lift carrying her ski’s. “Good think it is working well. It is quite a hike up the hill” She moves with him to wait for a chair. Before she moves in front she clips on her skis and gets on the chair with him. “It feels a bit weird to be up here without a lot of other people. Even on the VIP lift it there is usually a line.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-04-2008, 06:55:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When the lift was coming around he set one foot into the snowboard and secured it before joining her and putting then hooking on the second one. Like always the lift came around easily and picked them both up, carrying them to the top without a care. John got off expertly, having used and maintained this one a dozen times before and at the top he took a long look over the snow covered peaks. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 00:16:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gets off beside him without any difficulties. She stops besides him and looks over the peaks with him, she has seen them so many times before but it is so different when you are one of the only ones on the mountain. She smiles at him “It is peaceful up here.” She looks down the hill “Want to race?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 02:04:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked over at her when she posed the question and shrugged slightly. "Sure why not, want to make it intersting and bet on who wins?" he asked with a slight grin. He slanted the snow board to slide down over to the hill and stopped in his tracks, once again looking over the barren snow covered peaks and then back at her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 03:58:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tilts her head to the side as she looks over him. “Sure why not? What do you want the terms to be?” she thinks that she wouldn’t mind having him do a couple of things to her if she wins but she is almost certain that isn;t the kind of bet he would want to make. Although he seems attracted to her she doesn’t think that he would actually ask her to do anything with him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 04:35:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tilted his head to the side thinking about it for a moment. "Lets say, if I win you have to work for me for a day." he stated before looking down the hill and flexing his knee's slightly. He figured he would have her be his maid or something like that, nothing major but something so he could sit back and do nothing for the day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 05:06:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins a bit as she thinks about working for him. She has to think for a couple minutes before she can come up with anything for him. “And if I win, you will be my slave for a day and do whatever I have a whim for you to do.” She looks down the hill thinking she can take him easily. “Are we agreed to the terms?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 05:17:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He thought about it for a moment and shrugged slightly "Sure why not, Im already working for you full time anyway." he stated with a grin. His knee's bent a little bit and he prepared to let gravity guide him down. "Go ahead and start us off Malika."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 05:27:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles at him and then pushes her poles in the ground and takes off down the mountain. If he wanted to give her a head start, that is up to him to give her that bit of a lead. She has been skiing for a long time and takes the slope easily not looking back to see if he is gaining or not she knows she has to focus on herself and not get distracted by him or she could end up on her back. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 05:45:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had expected her to count down or something like that but didn't waste any time in tipping his snowboard to fly down the hill. He had to admit she was fast and to help compensate for her head start he kneeled down low, making him slide down faster. "Its not going to be that easy!" he called just as he got a foot behind her and took a build up of snow to leap into the air, flipping around in some crazy maneuver before landing in the powder right next to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 06:05:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sees him behind her and she bends over to get more speed and less wind resistance. She also digs her poles in at every opportunity to go faster. She loves the rush of adrenaline as she tries to beat him down the mountain. She laughs loudly as she once again pulls ahead “Eat my dust” she yells out as she tightens her form even more trying to get a good lead.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 06:13:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He took a long look at her ass as she bent down, showing the beautiful curves which forced him to stare at first. When he heard her eat my dust comment he got as low as he could go on the snowboard and zoomed down more till they were side by side. It was obvious that ski's were meant for speed and snowboards for tricks as he slowly inched back but the race was still fun
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 06:21:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs as she gets to the bottom of the hill first she grins triumphantly as he pulls up and next to her as he finishes. “It was in the bag, I have been skiing since I was 10.” She pulls her glasses up giving him a small tap on the shoulder as she pushes off towards the lift. “Ready to go again?” she doesn’t remember the last time she had so much fun on the mountain. She figures it just must be his youth that is making her so much happier. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 06:25:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he slide down to the bottom he took another look at her hips before pulling the goggles up and onto his forhead. He smiled and nodded for a moment "Sure we can go again" he stated before giving himself a push toward the lift this time. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 06:39:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She waits for him and they get on the lift together. She seems to feel comfortable in the silence as they ride up together watching the scenery as it goes by then getting off from the lift with some grace. She waits for him, expecting a double or nothing offer or something to get back just to keep it interesting. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 06:43:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he came up he set a hand on the small of her back while looking down the slope. "How about we say you owe me a bottle of the finest liquor if I win this time?" he asked in a teasing tone, knowing she would probably like to drink into the night with him again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 07:08:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Sure, and if I win I want you to walk around without a shirt for the day you are my servant.” She grins thinking that at least she will get some eye candy for that day. If he wins they will probably get pretty liquored up and who knows what will happen then. She scolds herself for those dirty thoughts, he is her <em>employee[i/] and she shouldn’t be thinking of him like that. But damn he is sexy for being so young. </em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 07:11:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He raised an eyebrow at the comment and thought about it for a moment. "After I get the heat in your room stoked up high then sure." he said in a matter of factly tone before adjusting the angle of his snowboard. "Lets go!" he said before rocketing down the hill.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 08:11:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sees him going down the hill she secures her goggles and she goes down the hill after him using her poles to propel her forward. She crouches down and sticks her poles under her arms as she chases after him. She loves the wild rush of cold air against her face and the exhilaration of trying to beat the pants, or shall we say shirt, off from the youngster. She is a couple feet behind him “Better watch out”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 08:18:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing her growing closer he turned slightly, kicking up some snow playfully then looked back at her and grinned slightly. "Oh I will!" he called out before tucking down more to go even faster. He knew this was going to be a long shot and despite seeing a few points where he could do a&nbsp; trick or two off them he kept his mind focused for speed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 08:43:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She is so focused on catching up to him that she twists her foot slightly and goes down in a puff of snow. She recovers quickly and gets back on her skis but not before he is at the finish line. She takes the rest slowly. She moves up next to him “Congratulations, you won this one.” she is chuckling even as she says it. She sounds like she is enjoying herself quite a bit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-04-2008, 08:55:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He turned around slowly and looked back at her, smiling as she came down the hill. "I guess were both going to be pretty liquored up tonight. Want to build that fire and get started now? or do you want to do a few more runs down the hill?" he asked with a grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 06:23:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She dusts the snow off from her bottom and mock pouts at him “I guess so even though that damn stone in the middle of the snow is what got me” he knows damn well there isn’t a stone and she is just teasing him. “We could head back it is getting a little chilly out.” She is really just wanting to get him a bit liquored up and at least half naked. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 06:36:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alright." he lead her back toward the hotel and walked inside, putting up his coat and setting his snowboard by the door. When she came in he closed the door and then pulled off his shirt as he smiled at her. "I figured that I would say we both lost because of that rock." he stated before taking a step forward and taking her hand, running it over the muscles of his stomach. "Want to do some laundry while were around?" he teased<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 06:49:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks up at him as her hand is on his stomach mussels. Her eyes get a bit wide and she blushes deeply. “I...um. Sure” She bites her lip still dressed in her ski snow suit and her goggles perched on her head looking a little bit wind blown. She has to consciously keep her hand from moving down into the top of his pants. “I um...should get out of these clothes...I mean my snow stuff, they are dripping.” She feels like a stuttering teenager as she stands there. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 06:53:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave a little chuckle and nodded "Sure. Im think Ill borrow one of the suite bathroom and take a long hot shower first. If you want just pile your clothes together in the suite and Ill toss them in the washer and dryer over the day so theyre clean in the morning."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 07:05:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods and walks back into her room not saying anything else. She walks into her bedroom feeling as if she has just made a huge fool of her self. She gets back into her jeans and sweater slowly. She gathers all of her dirty clothes and folds them all up so she can pile them by the door so he will go and wash them. She can just imagine him in the shower, she sits on her bed closing her eyes just imagining the suds running down those washboard abs her fingers run up her own thigh as she sits there. Her breath increases slightly before she opens her eyes realizing what she is doing. Damn it, doesn’t she have self control. She walks out puts her clothes by the door and slips out to go get that bottle of scotch. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 07:15:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He walked into the suite nextdoor and turned on the hot water for the shower. As he watched the steam gather he pulled down his boxers, sweats, boots, and socks to reveal a man with a well muscled frame. He stepped into the shower, letting the water pour onto his body and then wash down every muscle of his body. He slowly lathered up his body creating a slippery suds covered texture as hot water cascaded over every perfectly formed muscle from the toned pecks, down his ridged stomache, and even further down along his tight ass, strong legs, and falling down onto the floor and over his perfect calves and feet. <br><br>When he felt clean he finally turned off the water and dried himself off as he walked into the bedroom, sitting down and thinking about Malika bent over and in front of him, showing off her perfectly round cheeks in those tight pants.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 07:47:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She walks back to the suite taking her time. She feels a little silly, like a school girl, her stomach all flutters. She is going to make a move tonight, she decides. So what if she is old enough to be his..older sister. She walks in with the scotch and sits gets down two glasses again. She wonders if anyone even notices that they are trapped up here yet. <br><br>She leaves the bottle for him to crack. She settles back against the couch wondering if he is still in the shower. He must look almost heavenly under the spray of water. She has to shake her head a bit to get the image back out of her head. She turns to the things at hand, she puts another log on the fire so she doesn’t look totally useless. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 07:56:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He put on a pair of sweats and socks, bringing a shirt but not wearing it as he came into the room to see her. He smiled warmly before going to sit down on the couch. "So where's that bottle?" he asked in a teasing tone as he leaned back and got comfortable.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 08:05:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods to the bottle on the coffee table. “Right there, grade A 1890’s Scotch. That right there is going to put hair on your chest if your not careful. I left it for you to crack.” She smiles softly at him her fingers itching to get back on his chest and stomach. She knows after about two glasses of that scotch even she will have a good buzz going. She just has to bide her time. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 08:09:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds good" he stated before cracking the seal and slowly unscrewing it from the bottle. He watched her as he slowly poured the liquid into the glasses till they were full and looked back at her. "Come join me, Ill let you touch my stomach again if you want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 08:18:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She has big eyes at the amount of liquor that he poured out of the bottle into the glasses. “You are going to get trashed if you drink that much, This is hundred year old scotch, not like regular scotch sweetie. It is a hundred years stronger.” She smiles and picks up her glass sipping it not taking much out of the glass before she sets it back down. “I am sure our hands will find places they haven’t been before if we drink that much “ she blushes even as she says it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 08:25:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He secretly liked the way she had said that and nodded as he took the glass, sipping down just a bit of the scotch and wincing only slightly as he felt that fire pour down his throat. "Wow, that is strong..." he said in a suprised tone before looking back at her. "Should we have a toast or something too?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 08:33:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods “Sure lets have us a toast” she raises her glass waiting for him to make the toast. She liked watching his face as he tasted the scotch. She knew they would end up getting in trouble before the end of the night. She had no clue why she felt so funny around him, maybe it was because he is younger then her, she hasn’t ever done things with significantly younger men.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 08:39:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tilted his head slightly and thought about a proper toast before raising the glass and smiling. "How about to new friends?" he said before tapping the sides of each one together and taking a small sip. He made that wincing face again and choked the fire down with just a little difficulty. "So can I ask you something personal Malika?" he paused for a moment, not sure if he should ask but after a few moments decided to ask anyway. "how come you're up here alone? Im just a little suprised you didnt bring your boyfriend or anything."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 08:54:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods and taps glasses with him sipping slowly letting the liquid fire pool in the pit of her stomach. She sets the glass down looking at him a bit sad as he asks that question. “At this moment he is moving all of his things out of our home, because he found someone younger that seems to make him happier then what I do.” She sighs slightly and looks back to him. “But I am fine with that, I mean it is just a good thing I didn’t end up marrying him or anything.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 09:01:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave a sad face and set the glass down before standing up and walking over her. He set his hands on her shoulders for a moment then took one more step forward to hug her tightly. "Im sorry Malika. Its time to forget him and move on. Im going to be a little forward here so if you dont like the idea forget I said anything...How about you have some drinks with me, oogle me for a few hours, and if you want I'll fuck your brains out tonight too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 09:21:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hugs him back tightly holding him for a few seconds as she listens to his propisiton. “I don’t want you to have to feel like you have to, I mean if it happens it happens but I don’t want you to feel like you are obligated to have sex with the old lady cause her man left her” she smiles a bit and moves to pick up her drink sipping it slowly “Although I might oogle you quite a bit.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 09:24:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as he saw her take a drink again. "Well as I see it, you might be a little older but you're still a fox. If I had a chance Ild fuck you without a second thought." Reaching down he tossed back a little more of the liquor and made that wincing face again. "So what do you want to do now Malika?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 09:32:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>She blushes as he calls her a fox. “Well how about we get some cards and play some rummy or something while we drink. “ She changes the subject before she tell shim that she wants to rip his clothes off and fuck him right there where they stand. She takes a few calming breaths as she moves to go get the cards.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 09:37:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nods in agreement as she goes to get the cards and while she was gone stacked another log on the fire as well as stirred the coals. Without a shirt it was a little nippy in here and he hoped he could make it much hotter so they could be more comfortable. When that was done he took the glass again, taking a drink while he watched her, this time undressing her with his eyes as he thought about the perfect round bottom she had 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 09:58:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She walks back over sipping the liquid fire breaking the seal on the pack as she sits back on the couch taking out the jokers and begins shuffling. “So what would you like to play?” she watches him as he comes back from stoking the fire. She can’t really wait to get her hands back on his flesh. As his eyes wander her she feels almost embarassed, she shifts a little uncomfortably.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 10:08:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He took one more drink, this time downing the sip of scotch without barely any sign that the fire was in his throat. "Well I dont know many card games so how about you pick and tell me how to play." he stated before looking at the cards, trying to remember the other kinds of card games that were out there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 10:17:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as she can tell that he is getting a little tipsy. She shuffles still “Well I am not sure what all you will remember if I teach it to you now, so why don’t we go with something that you know how to play? If not we can play a rousing game of go-fish” she sips the liquor slowly not wanting to drink too much she knows that when you drink scotch it doesn’t really hit you until you try to stand up. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-04-2008, 10:20:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded and took another sip while thinking about the different games he knew but he finally shrugged slightly. "Go fish is fine, I used to play that game all the time with some of the other employee's when nothing was happening."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>25-04-2008, 22:54:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles up at him as he says he would like a game of go fish. She nods “Ok then” she deals out the cards then spreads around the cards in the middle of the small table. “I delt so you go first”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-04-2008, 10:42:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He reached down taking the cards and bringing them up into his hand before carefully arranging them. "Lets see, how do you play this again?" he asked with a chuckle. He hadnt played this game since he was ten years old, maybe longer, and it wasnt easy to remember the rules for the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>28-04-2008, 04:31:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks up at him and arches an eyebrow, “Well, you look at your cards, and you put down all of your pairs, then you pick a card that doesn’t have a pair and you ask me if I have one that matches. If I don’t I will tell you to ‘go fish’ and then you pick up a card out of the pile. Then it is my turn to repeat what you just did.” She raises her eyebrow not believing that he doesn’t know how to play go-fish. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>28-04-2008, 05:08:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Right, right...havnt played this since I was like ten..." he said as he looked over the cards. He took one pair and set them down and then looked at her as he considered what to ask for. "The only card game Im used to playing it bullshit...lets see, any Kings?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>29-04-2008, 08:47:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Sipping the scotch she smiles at him. She looks down at her hand and hands over a King, and sends him fishing as he asks for a ten. “Then you should have said the only game you are used to play is bullshit. We can play that instead if you want to” She looks at him just wanting to find an excuse to keep her hands busy. Although he has offered his, body to her, she still feels a bit uncomfortable just touching him. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-04-2008, 08:26:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alright, lets do that then." he said before pulling the cards back into a large pile and dealing her a third of the, him a third of them, and the pile containing the last third. He arranged them aftera&nbsp; moment and looked at her with a smile. "Lets have you go first this time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>30-04-2008, 09:35:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking down at her hand she arranges her cards, she then puts down two cards “Alright then, two twos” she looks over him grinning slightly, “How about upping the stakes of the game?” she sips her scotch, he can see about half of her glass is gone and she probably feels pretty good right about now. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-04-2008, 10:52:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Depends, what do you want to raise them to?" he asked before looking over his cards and laying down a single one. "One three." he said with a slight grin before looking back at his cards. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>01-05-2008, 23:18:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks back down at her hand and she puts down one card, “One four, and who ever lost the round, would have to remove an article of clothing, I would even let you put your shirt back on.” She grins at him and sips a bit more of the scotch. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 03:55:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You must be eager to see me naked. Sure you dont want me to take everything off so you can get a good look now?" he asked in a teasing tone while looking down at the card. He waited a moment and nodded before putting down another two cards "Sure why not. 2 fives"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 06:30:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shrugs “Not that I would mind seeing you naked, but I figured it was all in fun and games and scotch. But if you would rather just run around naked, I don’t mind that either” she puts down three cards “Three sixes”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 08:29:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Bullshit." he calls out, doubting she has three of them in her hand. He played with the thought of seeing her nude body in his head and after a moment he shrugged slightly. "Ok lets say that when one of us has to pick up the stack we loose an article of clothing and whoever wins gets a favor from the other. What do you think?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 08:40:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods “Stakes sound good to me.” She flips over the last three cards, and they are all sixes. She grins big “Lose some clothes buddy, and pick up the stack” She thinks that he is rushing things a bit, but oh well, if he wanted her she wasn’t going to stop it tonight. She wanted him, and if he wanted her there was no reason they couldn’t enjoy their months up here. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 08:44:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slide his shoes off, tossing them over by her and then scooped up the stack of cards and arranged them carefully. He had the whole stack now so his chances of getting her naked first were easier. "Lets see...3 sevens." he said as he tossed them down on the table. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 08:52:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks up at him, she only has one seven so she can’t call him so she puts down one card, trying not to give away that she looks doubtful at all “One Eight” she puts it in the pile, him now having the advantage she would probably be loosing some clothing soon. Between two people bullshit could take hours. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 08:58:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked down at the cards for a moment, seeing all four eights in his hand. "Bullshit." he says with a grin and then goes to take two cards, ready to put them down already. Of course the game played better with more people but the stakes were interesting, they had discussed how to loose clothing but never get it back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 09:04:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She picks the one card back up and kicks off her shoes without protest. She looks at the cards he is about to put down and smiles, she looks at the next card she can put down. “Alright you, You will so be naked before me.” She sips more of the scotch, she doesn’t think this glass will ever be gone, it is the good stuff though. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 09:07:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Two nines." he said before tossing them down to the table and giving her a look as if to dare her to say something. He was going to keep his advantage and was already counting cards, wanting to see her naked and then force her to do something special for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 09:17:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She slides one card down “One ten.” She smiled up at him watching him play the game. She couldn’t wait for him to get naked either, but the way she was going she would be a little too tipsy to play pretty soon here. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 09:21:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He thought about challenging that one and looked down into his hand seeing only two tens. Then he pulled out all the jacks and threw them down. "Three Jacks." he said before looking at his hand and memorizing how many queen's he had. "Sure you dont want to just throw all your clothes off now?" he said in a teasing tone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 09:37:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs a bit as she slides down two cards “Two Queens. No I want to make you work to get my clothes off.” She winks at him, not that she wouldn’t just take her clothes off for him, she finds him increasingly attractive with all of the time they are spending together. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>02-05-2008, 09:45:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Bullshit" he called out with a smile and then looked over toward the fire. "We should probably get that fireplace going before your completly nude huh?" he said before laying the cards down and walking over to it to start a new fire and add a few logs of wood.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>03-05-2008, 00:53:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighs and picks up the cards. She slips off her socks “Ha ha, but you will so be naked before me, so you better get that fire started for yourself.” Not that she would mind the cold soon here, she sips more of the scotch. Grinning slightly, she has a feeling that this game isn’t going to last much longer. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>03-05-2008, 10:50:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at her comment and took out a single card, laying it down on the table. "Two kings" He said before setting the cards down for a moment and went to tend to the fireplace. "So if you loose, what do you think you're going to ask me to do? Walk around naked for a whole day maybe?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>03-05-2008, 20:26:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins a bit evilly, and lays down two cards “Two aces, and no I have some other interesting things that I would make you do rather then just walk around naked. I could imagine that you would have more interesting things for me to do too. “
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-05-2008, 09:17:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked at his cards for a moment and then up at her smiling. "Bullshit." he said with a grin. "Only one way to find out I guess." He then took up three cards and placed them down on the table. "Three twos." he stated in a confident tone before looking back down at his cards. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>04-05-2008, 12:19:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighs and picks up all the cards. She then takes off her top, now just in her bra and pants. “You know you could be gentleman like and just throw the game. “ she moves closer to him, she considers just putting the cards down and just taking advantage of him, but she isn’t sure if it is her or the liquor talking. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-05-2008, 13:19:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I could but that probably wouldnt be as fun." he said before pointing back down at the cards. "Like I said, three twos. You're on Three's Malika." he stated in a confident tone. He had to admit the game was much more fun when you had four or more people to play with but this was turning out to be a pretty good time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>05-05-2008, 00:56:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She puts down one three “One three” she finishes arranging her cards. “I think it would be more then fun.” She grins up at him as she runs her hand over his stomach since she is close enough to him. Her fingers trailing down to where his waist band. Her fingers dip down slightly lower before her fingers retreat reluctantly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>05-05-2008, 04:42:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was a little suprised at how she moved forward to touch him, and he pulled his cards away from her as she stroked his belly and touched the waistband. "We can find out. Ill win tonight, and maybe throw the game next time." As her fingers withdrew he smiled warmly while looking into her eyes. "Decided against that laundry huh?" he said in a teasing grin before putting down one card. "One four"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>07-05-2008, 18:12:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks down at her hand “Bullshit, and who said I am going to let you win? I was almost thinking that we should call it a game and....move our game to other places?” she moves a hand up her thigh slowly. “I mean it is interesting but...I can think of other things I would rather be doing right now.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>09-05-2008, 08:05:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He didnt answer her question just yet and reached down to take up the card he had placed down, flipping it over to show the four of clubs. "I suppose we could. Whats on your mind exactly?" he asked curiously while leaning back into the couch. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>09-05-2008, 18:44:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moves over and puts a leg on either side of him straddling his lap. She smiles down at him as her fingers run along the taunt skin on his stomach and pecks. “I was thinking that we could...” she leans down and kisses along his neck to his ear slowly teasingly, her lips move by his ear and she whispers out “Fuck like there is no tomorrow” her fingers trail down his sides and back up as her lips move to his kissing him deeply. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>11-05-2008, 08:57:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned into her as he felt her soft lips brush against his neck and he breathed deeply, taking in and savoiring her scent before looking up into her eyes. His hands moved to set on her hips as he stared into her eyes, smiling slightly. "I like the sound of that idea, it sure beats the hand job I was going to make you give me when I won the game."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>12-05-2008, 03:50:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moves over top of him her lips moving to his, just brushing against them as she toys with them. She looks into his eyes and pulls back slightly “Just a hand job? Mmm I do like the sound of my idea better” she runs her fingers down his arms before her lips come against his and she kisses him passionately. Her breasts pressed against his chest as she deepens the kiss. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>12-05-2008, 04:01:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So do I."he whispered in response to her statment. He smiled warmly and his hands stayed on her hips for just a moment before sliding behind her and pulling her closer as he breathed deeply. His lips pressed against hers and his eyes closed tightly as their lips met, kissing passionatly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>12-05-2008, 05:44:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moves her hips against his as they are together, trembling lightly as she is pulled closer. She kisses him even deeper her tongue parting his lips and dancing along his. She pulls back breathlessly “Do you want to move in the bed room” she kisses along his jaw as she talks. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>12-05-2008, 06:02:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands slipped under her hips and he lifted her up and held her against him as he stood in one motion. "I was just thinking the same thing..." he said in a husky voice before walking around the table and carrying her into the other room. When they were through the door he bumped it with his butt before carrying her over to the bed and laying her down as he looked into her eyes. "So what do you want me to do to you tonight?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>12-05-2008, 06:25:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks back at him as he lays her down, she is trembling lightly with anticipation. “Well, I wouldn’t mind whatever you want to do to me. I know I want you inside of me. Anything else you want to do to me is up to you.” She kisses along his neck to his shoulder and back up. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>12-05-2008, 06:33:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled down at her for a few moments, considering what possibilities they could play with in bed. "Well since we're so indecisive, lets just forget about doing anything and instead, we can do everything."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>12-05-2008, 07:12:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins a bit her hand running down to the top of his pants. “Sounds like a good plan to me.” Her lips bush against his once again as her fingers toy with his waistline. “Mmmm you are in such good shape.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>12-05-2008, 07:18:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Go ahead. Unbutton them, pull them down, reach under my boxers and take ahold of me." he whispered. She could already feel the titanic bulge in the front of his pants and that he was as hard as stone. "How about we both get naked, cuddle up, and we can start by me finger fucking you till you scream and you giving me that hand job till I cover your body."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>12-05-2008, 08:19:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She undoes his pants and pulls them along with his boxers down “Sounds good to me...” she moves to take his pants and boxers off pressing a single kiss to his stomach as she moves back up. She helps him take off her pants and panties laying next to him her hand running down his stomach wrapping her slender fingers around his manhood and begins to stroke slowly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>12-05-2008, 08:25:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sat down by her, letting one arm wrap around the small of her back and the other moving between her legs to stroke her entrance slowly. Her slow stroking motion only made him honier and harder till his member grew so thick that her fingers could barely touch tip to tip while holding him
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>12-05-2008, 08:38:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Spreading her legs a bit wider so he has further access to her she bites her lip watching him. As he hardens in her hand she almost groans , her strokes going slowly still her wrist turning as she makes a down stroke to give him a different sensations. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>12-05-2008, 08:50:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmmm, that feels good." he whispered into her ear. His hand ran up and down her lips, pressing against them with his fingertips while he looked into her eyes. With a little smile he let one finger slide into her, testing the sensitivity of her body as he watched her reaction. "If theres something I can do better just say so." he whispered before leaning in to kiss her neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>13-05-2008, 06:16:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>She moans as he slides a finger inside of her she arches her neck to give him better access. Her own fingers continuing to stroke him in a semi circle. “Mmm you are doing just fine” her eyes half lid as her hips move back against his hand. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>13-05-2008, 07:59:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned in more to kiss along the vien in her neck and a second finger slipped inside her, this time thrusting in and out of her very slowly as she stroked him. There was something very erotic about them playing together like this and the situation turned him on as much as her fingers did.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>13-05-2008, 21:50:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She continues stroking him trembling slightly as he kisses along her neck. She moves her hips still against his fingers as he presses yet another inside of her. Letting out a soft moan her back arches slightly her nipples hardening, a combination of the cold and her arousal. “you are so hard..”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>15-05-2008, 00:57:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know..." he whispered into her ear. Soft kisses trailed down her jaw and neck to her shoulder and then back up as the fingers kept their slow thrusting pace. She could feel little droplets of precum run down his length and over her fingers as she stroked him and his lips traveled back up stopping at her ear again. "God you're so wet too...I want to just toss you down on the bed and fuck you over and over again..." he whispered into her ear again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>15-05-2008, 05:31:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Malika arches her neck to him moaning deeply as her hips move along with his fingers, she moves her hand so that she can capture the beads of moisture and spread them over his member as she strokes him. As he speaks she shudders slightly, “Oh please do....I want you inside of me..” Her strokes become a bit faster, her breath is caught in her throat as she can feel she is getting closer to the edge. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>15-05-2008, 09:25:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned over to kiss behind her ear as his fingers slide out of her. He licked her sweat juices from them before looking into her eyes and laying her down amongst the sheets. "Tell me how you like to be fucked Malika." he said in a needing tone as he got closer, kissing along the base of her neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>15-05-2008, 23:24:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shuddering as he says her name she arches her neck to him. “Fuck me hard. Please just put it in me” She whimpers more her fingers still wrapped around him looking back in his eyes, hers full of passion and need. She needs this more then he knows, him being so young and still finding her sexy about blows her mind. She hasn’t felt very desired for a while, this could almost be considered her therapy. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>17-05-2008, 07:43:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned down and kissed her softly as his hips lowered and ran the thick organ along her wet, needing, entrance. His tongue slipped into her mouth as he pressed into her, filling her with as much as he could fit inside her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-05-2008, 05:12:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Malika, presses her lips back to his, slowly deepening the kiss into a passionate one, her tongue playing over his. Her legs come up to wrap around his waste, bringing him deeper in her. Her hips begin to rock against his letting him set the pace and eagerly meeting it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-05-2008, 08:47:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He reached down to grab a hold of her hips and then rolled them over so she was on top. He leaned up and whipsered into her ear "I can see that you really need this, so be on top this time and enjoy me all night and in every way you can think of. Just say something if I can do something better."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-05-2008, 09:18:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She begins moving along his length as she is flipped over. Her hips begin a nice even accelerated pace along him. Her moans are deep, her back arched as she rides along him, her hands on his stomach. Her lips covering his “You are doing just fine” her voice is shaky as she replies, she is beginning to tremble around him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-05-2008, 06:15:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands slowly moved up along the sides of her belly and chest, then over her shoulders and up her neck. His fingers intertwined at the back of her neck and he pulled her down, kissing her softly once, then twice, and a third time. He could tell how badly she needed this and in the core of his being he needed it to, she was that pefect snow bunny that he intended spending the whole winter with.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-05-2008, 06:53:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She comes down and she deepens the kiss making it passionate as her hips continue to move making her glide over his manhood. Her hard nipples brushing his chest as her movements begin to increase in speed. She puts her hands on either side of him to brace her self as her trembling becomes harder, she begins to pulse around him as she moans into the kiss. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>19-05-2008, 08:26:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hips were starting to buck, pushing him into her even when she tried to rise. His tongue slipped into ehr mouth and she felt and heard a gentle moan of need and desire. His manhood throbbed uncontrollably inside her as the quickened beating of his heart echoed between them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 07:04:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her tongue dances with his as he presses it into her mouth. She grinds against him as she rides him, her body tensing as her release sweeps over her, convulsing around his hard member as her juices flow freely down his shaft. She pulls back arching her back as she rides the wave of pleasure. She moans loudly as she looks down at him as the wave of pleasure comes down and begins to slowly rise once more. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-05-2008, 09:43:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked up and into her eyes lovingly, watching her as she rode atop him with such fervor and need. As she arched her back he leaned up to brush his lips along the vien in her neck and then looked up into her eyes. His hands moving from her neck and up to tangle in her hair as she feels the deep pleasure welling up inside of her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>22-05-2008, 05:08:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She continues to ride along him, even as her pleasure wave ebbs and begins to build once again. Her fingers run along his sides and her neck arches as he tangles his fingers in her hair. She continues to move hard and fast over his manhood. Her lips meet his once more then she leans back riding him a bit faster, “Do you want to switch it up?” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>22-05-2008, 11:02:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				he looked up into her eyes as his hands moved down onto her hips as she rode him fast and hard. Her question causes him to lean up and brush his lips along her breasts before he looked back up into her eyes. "How do you mean?" he asked before leaning up more, this time kissing her neck softly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>23-05-2008, 22:38:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hips continue to move along him, quickly rising higher in the pleasure. Her fingers move, caressing the back of his head as he kisses along her neck, her fingers brushing along his neck. “Mmm I want you to take me from behind” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-05-2008, 03:03:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned up again to kiss along her neck and pull her closer, nodding just slightly. "Alright but I want to do something else later too." he whispered. The idea of bending her over the bed and taking her in front of a mirror or something turned him on even more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-05-2008, 04:55:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shivers as he continues to kiss her neck, arching it towards him her fingers continuing to play against his neck “Mmm, we have all night.” She moves her hips a bit faster coming down on him a bit harder. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-05-2008, 05:12:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled her closer and kissed just under her chin this time before nodding slowly. "yeah we do...I think I want to take the wall mirror off and put it by the bed. That way I can see your face when Im behind you." he whispered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-05-2008, 06:06:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She seems to get even more aroused at the prospect of being able to watch him fuck her from behind. She bounces on his cock much more as he kisses under her chin, her breathing becoming even more ragged as she is about to cum again. “I would like that” She goes at a furious pace, wanting to feel his orgasm, wanting to know that she can still bring someone to that point of total oblivion. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-05-2008, 07:04:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds like a plan...I cant wait..." he whispered as he leaned up and kissed along her jaw and down her neck. "God, if you keep this up Im gonna cum soon Malika but I want to fill and fuck you till the sun comes up again" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-05-2008, 07:36:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She continues along him at the same furious pace her back arching as she cums again, her channel tightening around him her moans deep “mmm cum for me...please”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-05-2008, 11:45:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled her closer and buried his face between her breasts. His hips bucked uncontrollably forcing his manhood inside her as a deep moan reverberated through his body. Then he felt a massive wave of pleasure overtake him as he exploded inside her, filling her warm folds with his thick cum.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 07:20:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her moans go softer as he cums inside of her, trembling still around him her whole body vibrating from their joining. She runs a hand along his arm lightly. She moves and kisses along his neck lightly her fingers running along his arms softly. Her breathing begins to calm as she comes down. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 07:34:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After a few seconds his arms moved and pulled her down into her chest where he could hold and cuddle with her. "God that was good. I havnt had sex like that...ever. It was just to good...I can hardly wait to do it again with that mirror in front of us."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 08:00:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Snuggling up against him she is almost purring. “Yeah that was great.” Her fingers trail along his arm lightly. She wonders if they are going to get sick of each other over the next couple months. Although if this keeps up they could sure find a way to entertain one another for a while. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 08:07:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He kissed along her neck a few times before rolling them over and laying her back on the bed. "You want to give me a hand with that mirror? It should only take a couple minutes for me to take it off the wall and put it in front of the bed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 08:14:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles at him “Sure.” She gets up slowly not sure that her legs will hold her just yet. They only tremble a little as she puts her weight on them. She stretches slightly, blushing as she can feel the evidence of their joining trialing down her thigh slowly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 08:21:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he stood up he stretched slowly and took his tool pouch off his pants. He walked into the bathroom and pulled out a flathead screwdriver, placing the tip against the first screw. "Just steady the bottom of the mirror for me." he said as he began to unscrew the holdings.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 08:40:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She walks behind him admiring the muscles of his backside as he walks. She comes in and helps old the bottom of the mirror steady. She smiles idly as she can imagine what they are going to look like when he is pounding her from behind. She shivers in anticipation, and turns her attention back to the task at hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 08:49:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After four screws were taken off he put them all on the top of the toilet and pryed the mirror loose from the wall. Then he leaned the mirror down to get out out and set it in front of the headboard of the bed, tapping the bottom sides down so that it wouldnt move when the bed rocked. "How does that look?" he asked as she came back into the room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 08:59:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at the mirror “Should we put some screws back in it just incase...I don’t want it falling down if we get a little rambunctious” she bites her lip slightly as she can just see it crashing down. She moves behind him and her hands run along his stomach slowly, pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 09:03:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands reached up and set upon her own as he looked back and shaked his head side to side. "No, I used some duct tape and taped the edges and the settings to the beds frame. We can get as rambunctous as we want and that thing wont move."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 09:30:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods and continues to nibble along to the back of his neck lightly “Ok but if it falls on me I blame you” she giggles softly her fingers linking with his. She uses her teeth lightly on his shoulder. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 09:36:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled and looked back, catching her eyes as he nodded slowly. "Well if it does Ill let you give me a spanking as punishment." he teased. He took a few steps toward the bed and turned around to sit down, patting his knee as if telling her to sit on his lap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 09:43:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sits on his lap and giggles softly “Mmm I would do that without the mirror falling on me” she nibbles along his shoulder slowly to his neck. Her fingers trailing along his arm. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-05-2008, 09:52:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned into her and kissed her neck as his right hand carressed her inner thigh. "Now tell me what you wanted again...in intricate detail." he whispered into her ear. He wanted to hear exactly how she wanted to be taken in front of that mirror
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>28-05-2008, 01:03:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moans softly arching her neck to him as he kisses. Her hands wander up his arms, her legs spreading for his wandering hands. “I want you to turn me so that I am on my hands and knees, then I want you to face me in front of the mirror, and slide your cock into my wet pussy and begin to stroke yourself inside of my channel. I want to watch you as you fuck me, I want to see your face as you can watch our every movement.” Just talking to him she seems to be getting slightly aroused, her voice going husky. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>28-05-2008, 04:05:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"All in due time." he whispered as his hands slide up between her legs, the fingers brushing up against her moist entrance. His lips touched against her neck gently as he leaned into her and she could feel two of his fingers side into her, probing her to bring her to a higher state of arousal. "First I want you to want me so bad that you're dripping onto the sheets."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>28-05-2008, 06:02:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her neck arches towards him as he presses his lips there. Her hips pressing back towards his hands as he begins to press into her. “mm I think that may be very possible for you to do.” Her hands run along his stomach slowly, brushing his manhood gently. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>28-05-2008, 06:11:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The two fingers slide inside her easily, spreading her wanting entrance and making just a few drops flow down her inner thighs. He slowly let his fingers thrust in and out of her, looking to draw her into a much higher state of arousal as he kissed her neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>28-05-2008, 07:18:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hips move to the motion of his fingers as he takes her yet higher. Her breathing comes faster as moves her hand around to run along the length of him. Moving so that her lips brush against his, kissing him softly as she begins to toy with his member.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>28-05-2008, 07:51:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His fingers went a little faster and deeper as he stared into her eyes, a soft moan escaping his lips as she played with him as well. After a few moments he withdrew his fingers and lifted his fingers up to his lips, licking her juices off them. "You taste divine my dear."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>28-05-2008, 08:12:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She mmms and takes the fingers that he had been licking, and licks them herself, looking him in the eye as she does it, her tongue swirling around his fingers. She pulls them out her other hand still on his cock, circling around him as she begins to stroke him slowly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>28-05-2008, 08:25:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned forward and kissed her softly, licking her lips gently so she could taste more of herself on him. As her fingers gently wrap around his thick manhood he breathed in sharply but gave a wanting and mischevious smile. His fingers slipped back inside her and began to thrust again, this time deeper and faster. His eyes focused on her as their lips parted allowing him to whisper "I think you're just about ready Malika"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>28-05-2008, 22:57:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moves her mouth lower on his manhood as her hand strokes him up to her mouth. She looks in his eyes as he speaks, not sure if he is ready, she moans deeply as he thrusts his fingers inside of her, letting the vibrations cascade down his member. Pulling back slightly “mmm I am very ready to feel you inside of me” she licks the under side of his cock from base to tip her eyes still watching him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>29-05-2008, 03:09:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded slowly and let his fingers withdraw from her so he could lick her juices from them again. Her mouth and tongue was making him moan greatly and he looked down into her eyes, smiling mischeviously. "Later I want you to give me an intense blow job. I want to feel the back of your throat and cover you in cum." he whispered. <br><br>He kissed her neck one more time before helping to bend her over the bed as he stood behind her. "Get on all four's Malika." he whispered with a sense of need deep in his voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 00:22:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His cock moves out of her mouth with a ‘pop’ as she then gets on all fours and wiggles her butt at him suggestively. She closes her legs as she looks into the mirror and licks her lips. “mmmm I can’t wait to have that big tasty cock back inside of my wet pussy.”<br><br>Her eyes watching him as he gets up behind her, nipples hardening with arousal as she bites her lip lightly. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>30-05-2008, 04:38:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he got up behind her he bent down to give her entrance one soft lick, making sure to trail over her clit slowly. Both of his hands wandered over her plump ass cheeks, stroking them slowly as he looked into the mirror to drink in how she looked. Then she felt the tip of his thick manhood sliding along her entrance to tease her. "and what if I want to tease you just a little bit longer? You gonna start without me?" he teased.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>04-06-2008, 06:10:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Goosebumps form on her back and arms as he licks her slit then teases her entrance. Looking into his eyes from the mirror as he slides his cock in her wet slit, she smiles coyly. “I could, but I am enjoying the teasing, even if it is driving me crazy.” She moves so that her weight is on one hand as she slips the other between her legs to brush over the sensitive skin of his testies. “Just keep in mind that turn about is fair play” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-06-2008, 06:30:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as he slide inside her, leaning down to kiss the back of her neck as he thrust shallowly into her. "Thats fine, having you tease me is just gonna make me cum harder later." he whispered. His hands set on her bottom and gave her cheeks a gentle squeeze. "Mmmm, how's that feel Malika?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>04-06-2008, 08:33:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out a moan of pure pleasure as he slid his member inside of her tight channel. Her fingers curled on the covers and her back arched slightly, her eyes looking into his as hers clouded with the pleasures. Her fingers back to in front of her as he continued to slide in her. “Oh that is real good.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>04-06-2008, 10:07:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Using the mirror in front of her he looked into her eyes as he thrust forward with everything he had so she could&nbsp; feel him in the depths of her wetness. Afer a soft moan he pulled back and began to take her slowly, smooth soft thrusts filling her over and over again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>04-06-2008, 21:56:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes burn back into his as he presses his length into her, her hips pressing back to his every thrust, moaning deeply as he buries himself to the hilt inside of her. She trembles as she reaches her hand between her legs stroking the soft skin of his scrotum. “Mmm that feels so good. I love the feel of your cock in me.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>06-06-2008, 11:09:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The soft stroking feeling of her hand urged him on, making him fuck her a little harder but he still made sure to fill her everytime he pushed into her wanting hole. A soft moan escaped his lips as he took her and he leaned down to kiss the back of her neck while still staring into her eyes. "You're not the only one that loves it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>10-06-2008, 10:28:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her fingers continue to stroke, her moans deeper as he fills her stretching her walls with every time he is completely in her. Her other hand grasps the comforter, keeping her balance as she is rocked to the sway of their joining. Watching him the entire time, goosebumps forming where he lays his kisses, the shiver running down her spine, leaving the raised flesh in its path. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>10-06-2008, 10:40:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He thrust harder as he watched her face, getting hornier as her expression was filled with pleasure. "God, Ive never had sex this good before." he whispered before pushing her forward a little more and thrusting harder and faster. It was just as he said, he had never been this turned on or this focused when having sex before. It was, for lack of a better word, perfect
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 20:20:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her face still showing pure pleasure he brings her to a sexual height that she might have thought before this day was impossible. Her fingers still stroking him her back arched she knows that she can not hold out much longer against the rising pleasure his every thrust drills into her pliant body. Her moans rising from the depths as her eyes begin to go glossy as she reaches towards that sexual peak. . 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 06:53:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His arms moved from her hips up and under her stomache before lifting her up against him. With her held there he leaned over and kissed her deeply as his hips worked but his eyes stayed on the mirror so he could watch every inch of her. Then without warning she felt him explode inside of her, filling her body as he held her tightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 01:32:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed him back passionately as she begins to cum gripping and milking his cock as he begins to explode. Her body shuddering against his as she moans loudly, her hands moving around holding his hips to her as he pours his seed into her body. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>17-06-2008, 04:37:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tried to keep going for a few more minutes but eventually his hips had to stop and he seemed to loose control of his whole body for a few moments. As he held her close he panted heavily while looking at the mirror and over every inch of her with a large smile on his face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 05:32:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled back at him relaxing against him her hand running along his arm. “Mmm you are amazing.” She leans so she can kiss him along his neck lightly. “I think this winter is going to be very nice.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 06:12:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He held her close and breathed deeply while kissing her neck. "So are you...what if I want more?" he whispered in a soft, needing voice as one hand slowly stroked her belly. She was right, this was going to be a great winter
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 06:40:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins at him as he strokes her stomach her neck arching to him. “I am beginning to think you are insatiable!” She runs her hands along his hips, her eyes half closing as she enjoys the attentions he is bestowing on her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>28-06-2008, 09:44:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not quite. I can spend hours making love to a beautiful woman like you but even I have my limites." he whispered into her ear before kissing just behind it. "Although Im known in some circles for my stamina. Im even ready to go again if you wanted to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 06:48:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grinning she shivers as he kisses her ear then begins to move against him just barely moving as she nods. “I think I am up for another round.” She leans on one hand so that she can run the other up his leg as her eyes lock with his in the mirror. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 06:52:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He kissed her neck again and locked eyes with her using the mirror as well. His hips moved to give her the feeling of small little thrusts into her body. "Mmmm, telll me you want me first Malika. Tell me how bad you want me and how good it is to have me fucking your brians out..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 08:45:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moans out “John, please fuck me. I want to feel your cock slamming into my body over and over again. You fuckin’ make me feel so good while you are inside of me.” She presses back against the slight thrusts, wanting him more and more as time goes on, feeling the soft twinges of pleasure he is giving her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 22:22:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing her beg to be fucked made him push her down onto all fours and start to pound into her. His huge manhood filling her body with each powerful thrust and as much desire to fuck her as she wanted to be fucked. "Tell me how good it is Malika! Make me want to fuck you even harder!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>17-07-2008, 06:39:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hips buck back against his thrusts as he thrusts into her. Her back arches as her fingers curl deeper into the sheets. “Oh fuck, I love the way your cock slams into my tight...cunt. It feels so good, you make me wish that this could last forever. I can feel every ridge of your hard cock as it presses into my depths.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>17-07-2008, 07:41:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyle didnt even wait a moment to listen to her, he just kept pounding into her tight entrance with every ounce of strength he had. "Oh god! I want to fuck you every day like this! Wake up beside you and fuck you, then fuck you right before we go to bed, and fuck you as many times as we can fit in for the day!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>31-08-2008, 23:40:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Keeping a tight grip on the covers she moans even louder as she her channel begins to contract around him again. Her back arches as she cums around him. Breathlessly she moans out his name, unable to even remember many other words at the moment. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>02-09-2008, 10:04:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling her climax and tighten around his hardened flesh pushed him right over the edge as well. In the last moments he buried his throbbing manhood inside her and let loose, filling her wanting body with his hot essence as his hips quickly pumped back and forth. After a few seconds he fell over her, pushing her down into the sheets with him resting on top of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>16-09-2008, 07:17:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lets out a slow trembling breath as he lays on top of her. She lets the after shocks just roll over her as she tries to catch her breath. “I think you are unsatable” She groans slightly “Mmmm roll over hon I can’t breath very well.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>16-09-2008, 10:26:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave a weak smile before laying down by her and stretching out in the sheets. A little chuckle escaped his lips a moment later as he looked over at her. "Insatable? Yeah maybe." he said with a grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>17-09-2008, 06:08:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She yawns slightly looking to him. “Mmm I am starving, and tired. I don’t know what I want to do more.” She moves her hand along his stomach lazily, as she snuggles into the crook of his arm. Her eyes close as she lays there just listening to his breathing and heart beat, her fingers slowing down from stroking his skin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 08:21:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He reached over and stroked her arm slowly as he watched her eyes, smiling warmly as she snuggled close and relaxing more as she became more inviting. "You know I wasnt hired to cook..." he whispered in a teasing tone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 02:30:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Then don’t cook. I can make a sandwich.” She snuggles up more, deciding that sleep might be the one that takes over before hunger. She closes her eyes, her breathing becoming deeper as she starts to slip off into sleep, the warmth of his body and the pure exhaustion taking a toll on her ability to stay awake. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 08:17:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He snuggled up close to her and pulled the blanket over them both so they could stay warm. "Sandwiches int he morning then..." he whispered before yawning and starting to slip off to sleep as well. When morning came there would be more time to talk and get to know her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>23-09-2008, 18:35:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sleepily nods as she drifts off into oblivion. She snuggles to him all night long. And sleeps longer then he does, so when he wakes up he would have to pretty much peal her off from him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 08:01:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When morning came the sunlight peaked between the curtains and creeped over them both till it shined right in his eyes. He jumped up just a bit but as he did so he felt the hangover hit him. He made a light groan and went to put his hand on his forehead before he realized she was wrapped around his arm. <br><br>"Malika..." he whispered quietly before remembering the long night of sex they had before falling asleep in eachothers arms. Even though it was a remnant of a memory everything around them seemed to remind him of it. The mirror still standing upright that they had used, the drinks sitting on the table, the smell of sex still fresh in the air. Rather then pry her off he layed back down in the bed and pulled the blanket up and over them, relaxing as he tried to recall the night before.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>27-10-2008, 01:00:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In her sleep she snuggles up to him, murmuring against his chest as she slowly begins to wake up. She lays soft kisses on the soft flesh of his chest. Her eyes open slowly and she looks up to him. “morning” her voice is deep with the last dregs of sleep. Her fingers run along his stomach “Were you awake long?” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>27-10-2008, 06:54:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled warmly and reached down, brushing away a few hairs that hung over her forehead. "Morning." he said in a soft voice as his hand trailed down and ran over her cheek. "Ive been up a few minutes but not long. Careful when you get up, Ive got a hangover...and you drank a lot more then me last night." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 19:58:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckles softly and snuggles up against him “I guess I better just stay here then. “ She closes her eyes so that the headache doesn’t creep up on her. Although she is pretty sure she shouldn’t feel too much of a hangover. She wasn’t to the point he probably thinks she was. Her fingers trace his stomach more as she snuggles into him. “So what do you want to do today?” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 20:20:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He layed back down and then rolled over, placing his arms on each side of her before leaning down to kiss her softly, letting their lips mingle for a few moments before they parted. "You...I want to do you over and over and over again...how you were talking last night I think you need it, maybe more then I do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>08-11-2008, 04:15:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kisses him back softly then smiles at him “I was thinking of taking a little time out of bed. I am not going to be able to walk again if we keep going like this.” She lets her hands longer along his sides as she looks up at him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>08-11-2008, 07:50:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He kissed her one more time and layed down by her side, smiling as he looked into her eyes. "I figured you would say something like that...so shower, breakfast, and then we can go skiing again? That should get us out to stretch our legs."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>08-11-2008, 21:29:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“That sounds alright.” She kisses him once more letting her lips linger then she tosses off the covers and gets out of bed stretching a bit more before heading to the bathroom, figuring he won’t be too far behind her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>09-11-2008, 03:22:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He took a minute to stretch again before rolling out of bed and following her into the bathroom. "I like it hot." he told her as he walked in. Then he walked up behind her and set his hands on her hips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>09-11-2008, 04:31:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs softly “I know you do, now how do you like your shower.” She turns the water on letting it get hot before she adjusts to a temperature that won’t scald their skin. She leans back and lets her butt brush against him as she then pulls away and gets into the steamy spray. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck without Privliges</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>09-11-2008, 05:52:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I like them like my women, hot and fun." he teased. He stepped into the shower right behind her and stretched some more, showing every inch of his toned body for a few moments. As he relaxed he picked up a bar of soap and let the nozzle run over it as he looked at her. "So what sounds good for breakfast? Ham and eggs?"
			</dd>
		</dl>
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