Seduction of a Goddess
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				Title: <strong>Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 00:19:42</strong>
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				Dressed in understated finery, Methos Chalikis strode down the brick covered walkway on his way to the first of many of classes. He had graduated the previous year and immediately had stayed on for a graduate degree in classical history and literature, intrigued by his own heritage which he had traced back many centuries. He believed his family was related to the philosophers of old, perhaps even Socrates himself but had yet to prove it, still he enjoyed the challenge and had the wealth to pursue his interests.<br><br>He had grown accustomed to stares, tired of the simplistic and superficial women who came to him begging for a chance, willing to do anything he wished of them. Some he had taken and used, others he had turned away, for Methos was a secretive man and did not enjoy his secrets becoming known amongst the masses.<br><br>He walked into the back of the freshman literature class, there were hundreds of students sitting and fidgeting at their desks, all curious as to what this class would entail considering it was a requirement. Methos casually glanced at each of the women, his eyes falling upon her for the first time. There was something about her, something mysterious, something he wanted, he smiled coyly but did nothing to alert her of his interest.<br><br>Approaching the front of the class he took his place in a side chair, the professor having arrived and preparing her notes. ”Good morning class, I am Jeanine Tudor and I will be teaching this course. To your right is Methos, he is my TA if you have any questions about the material, please ask him first.” Methos bowed his head slightly, keeping his dark eyes hidden behind tinted sunglasses as he crossed his feet at the ankles and watched the horror upon their faces as they discovered that they would be reading seven books and writing eight papers before the semester was done.<br><br>It was an expression he had seen before, having assisted Ms. Tudor for the past two years, ever since he was a junior had experienced his submissive side. Her strictness and cruelty most definitely exceeded his own and he did enjoy the taste of it. Even now his body craved her attention, but she had forbid him her touch until he had proving his abilities once more, he must seduce a woman of her choosing and bring her to their bed only after she had been broken.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 00:54:06</strong>
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				Briana DeSaint had enrolled in the college for their history program.&nbsp; She had spent most of her life discussing history with her parents.&nbsp; Her mother was a famous archeologist while her father was heir to a very rich corporation.&nbsp; He worked days there as CEO.&nbsp; &nbsp;Briana, the only child, had been raised self sufficient by many nannies and training schools.&nbsp; She was even a debutante.&nbsp; <br><br>Briana was dressed fashionably and sensibly for the first day of class.&nbsp; She had worn soft midnight black flare pants that fell right over her ankles.&nbsp; Her shoes were of course the less sensible part of the outfit as they were black heels that revealed the stockings she wore under the pants.&nbsp; The shirt was a gypsy shirt, the color a soft amethyst purple.&nbsp; It had long sleeves that fell only to her wrist and looked as though it had been tailored for her.&nbsp; The top of the shirt fell into her ample cleavage which also contained the drop of her silver necklace that fell in between her two breasts.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Her hair fell near to her mid back and was layered in such a way that it emphasized her wavy dark hair.&nbsp; Her dark brown eyes were complimented by the color of her shirt and the make up she wore was very lightly applied. The make up only helped to highlight her creamy tan skin that looked as though it was natural rather than the product of tanning.&nbsp; She had well manicured fingers that tapped at the desk as she waited for the teacher and class to begin.&nbsp; <br><br>The first day of class was said to be one of the most thrilling.&nbsp; She was finding it tedious and perhaps a little overwhelming.&nbsp; She sat in her literature class.&nbsp; She was surrounded by hundreds of students and yet still felt lonely in the crowd.&nbsp; After a moment, she shook it off and then listened to the professor.&nbsp; She had already read several of the books on the list so that didn't worry her.&nbsp; The papers would be more challenging but it was something that she was looking forward to accomplishing.&nbsp; &nbsp;She noticed the people surrounded her were indeed horrified but she just shook her head slightly. <br><br>She took the moment to look at the PA.&nbsp; He looked more forbidding than the teacher did, but she wouldn't be worried about that.&nbsp; She then looked back down at the syllabus before looking back up again. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 22:57:35</strong>
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				Smug. It was a term he knew well, one that had been used to describe him along with arrogant and pompous, he had grown to like the terms but also recognized them when he saw them and he certainly saw them in Briana. Methos smiled cruelly there was no doubt in his mind that Ms. Tudor would pick her, she was perfect for the challenge, strong, independent and more than likely close to impossible to win over. He enjoyed the challenge.<br><br>Ms. Tudor talked of their assignments and her exacting nature when it came to grading, what she expected of her students, it was not unlike what she wanted in her assistance or lovers, perfection. He listened, but mostly he watched the mass, determined the troublemakers, knew who would drop out and who would struggle through, it was his gift. <br><br>By the end of the class, students began to file out of the classroom. Methos remained seated until the last of them had left, only then did the dark haired and eyed man stand, his olive complexion was not a product of the sun by a blessing of birth as he approached his Mistress and professor. ”I think you know your assignment, Methos,” she stated without looking up from her papers. <br><br>He responded immediately, ”Yes, Ma’am, is there a time limit?”<br><br>She turned, her ice blue eyes piercing his soul, he hardening immediately with just the gaze, her words only making it worse, ”You will remain celibate, including masturbatory activities except for her. A weekly report on your progress will be given in person every Sunday morning at seven in the morning, don’t be late.”<br><br>He nodded, his disappointment was not shown, though they both knew that this would be his hardest task yet, he usually very active sexually. ”Yes Ma’am,” he stated. <br><br>Later that day, having used his privileges as a professor’s assistant to determine what classes she had that day, Methos had strode across the lawn, stares in his wake just as the her history class was to end and would be seen outside the room. Causally, if she were alone, he would approach her and ask, ”Might I buy you a coffee?” No was not really an option.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 06:44:21</strong>
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				Briana smiled as she walked out of her history class.&nbsp; So far, none of the professors had done anything unexpected.&nbsp; She had a bit of trouble finding her way around but she had scoped out her buildings ahead of time and remembered vaguely where everything could be found. <br>&nbsp;<br>She opened her phone and looked at her schedule to make sure she wasn't running late.&nbsp; She remembered then that she had dropped a class to add another one and it met on a different day of the week.&nbsp; She cleared her throat as she slipped the phone back into the purse and then slipped outside of the building. <br>&nbsp;<br>She paused once outside and smiled as she waved to a classmate that passed by and spoke to her.&nbsp; She was alone of course, most of her friends choosing ivy league over experience.&nbsp; She didn't like titles anymore than most people.&nbsp; It was simply that she wanted to learn from the best, and this university offered it.&nbsp; She didn't look down at her feet as she walked and enjoyed the day, though she did notice the PA from her English Class.&nbsp; She wondered what he was still doing on campus.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 19:54:48</strong>
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				The research he had done on her family had told him that she, like him, came from wealth and that wooing her would involve more than money, he would need to use his charm, perhaps be more truthful then he had with anyone besides Ms. Tudor. He fell in step with her as she strode into the sunlight, she was proud, assured of herself, not like the usual fawns he found upon campus. ”Do you have time for a coffee?” he asked nonchalantly, seemingly unconcerned if she rejected him, there would be many chances, of this he knew.<br><br>He continued as they walked, already the stares and whispers had begun, but he ignored them focusing on Briana, as he continued his thought, ”I know this seems forward, perhaps too forward, but it was clear to me that you were looking forward to the reading assignments in Ms. Tudor’s class, which is rare. Please forgive me for seeking you out.” He smiled brightly, he perfectly white teeth showing as he steered them off campus to a local coffee bar that served what he thought was the best coffee. Not once did force her to follow him, wanting her to come with him on her own accord.<br><br>”By the way, I am Methos, it is nice to me you.....” he paused, though he knew her name, he did not want to let on this information, not until she had at least introduced herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 20:01:14</strong>
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				She had just zoned out as he spoke and she jumped a bit.&nbsp; She almost blushed but managed not to embarrass herself that way.&nbsp; She smiled at his question and then nodded. "Okay, coffee sounds good".&nbsp; She wouldn't have accepted except she was going to get coffee anyway before returning home.&nbsp; He seemed odd. <br>&nbsp;<br>His question caught her off guard but she walked with him ignoring those around her only for the fact that she normally did anyway.&nbsp; "I am looking forward to them.&nbsp; Many of the reading assignments I have already done, its the papers that I look forward to because of the challenge they present"&nbsp; She eyed him warily. <br>&nbsp;<br>She cleared her throat "Methos... very nice name.&nbsp; I'm Briana"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 00:02:03</strong>
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				She was unlike every other girl, for those students at the college were naive girls yet to become women, self-assured, confident in her abilities, aware of her sexuality, he did enjoy a challenge, but it was the first day they had met, he would need to bide his time. He also was aware that if she had needed to walk in the opposite direction she would have left him there standing, he fortunate that she was interested in coffee. <br><br>He smiled, relaxed a little as they entered the coffee house. It was a little more mature than your typical college town, for certain it was where the literate crowd hung out and in time she would realize that many of the artists were around too, it was the snooty crowd, but too they deserved the air of superiority that hung around them. Stepping up to the counter he looked at Gretchen and she smiled at him, ”Your usual Methos?” she asked. He answered as he always did, ”Yes darling,” his dark eyes dazzling. She swooned and belayed his order, a latte with real vanilla bean in it.<br><br>Gretchen turned to Briana, ”And what can I get you, dear?” she asked, it appearing that the barista was just overly friendly with any that stepped into the coffee shop. Once Briana had ordered, Methos led her to an open table in the center of the place, there was little privacy, which he knew would make her feel more at ease. <br><br>”I cannot take credit for the name, my parents named me after an uncle,” he stated as smiled before complimenting her on her name. ”Your excitement for the class is rare, most dread it and Ms. Tudor, she can be a tyrant when it comes to grading.” He had done well in her class, it had been what had endeared him to her, his perfection and fresh new look on the classics. He did not believe in regurgitating other’s interpretations of the stories, he suspected that Briana would take a similar approach.<br><br>As their coffee arrived, Gretchen setting it down on the table along with some complimentary sugar cookies before disappearing once more, Methos asked the casual question, ”I don’t mean to pry but why would you choose this college over Harvard or the like?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 00:10:56</strong>
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				She raised an eyebrow as he spoke to the barista in such a manner and reminded herself to keep her guard up with this one.&nbsp; He was used to getting what he wanted when he wanted it.&nbsp; She answered the barista to get a hazelnut coffee no cream.&nbsp; She then took a seat at the table he suggested.&nbsp; She wondered just how well he did know her because the privacy was what she would have requested. <br>&nbsp;<br>She crossed her legs and placed her bag on the empty chair at the table before replying to his comment.&nbsp; " The grading aside it will be nice to be able to re-read the books that I enjoyed reading. <br>&nbsp;<br>She leaned back as the barista delivered the coffee and sugar cookies.&nbsp; She picked up her cup and pursed her lips blowing over it slightly before looking at him and considering his question.&nbsp; Why did he want to know?&nbsp; "Actually, I prefer quality over quantity &nbsp; she didn't know if he would understand what she was saying.&nbsp; " What I mean, of course, is that I would rather be taught by the best than taught by the people who are hired by Harvard and be one of those "lucky" ones that can afford to go.&nbsp; Though it does beg the question of why you choose this college as well "&nbsp; she watched him carefully gauging him for his answer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 01:22:44</strong>
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				He could sense her wariness of him, he was a predator and it was impossible for him not to be on the prowl and yet he suspected this was not the way to this one’s heart. He suspected she needed a friend, someone who could speak to her on her level, which he knew would be rare even at this small, highly selective college.<br><br>Her lips glistened over her coffee and he could not help but think what it would be like to kiss them, to feel them around his manhood as she beg to take all of his seed. Shaking the image from his head, the effect thankfully hidden beneath the table, he sipped his coffee, the vanilla a perfect compliment to the steamed milk and espresso, and nodded at her answer.<br><br>His answer was similar to hers, ”I wanted to study my Greek heritage and to do so I needed to learn from the best, to be challenged beyond my capabilities or I would grow bored. I went to Yale my first year of undergraduate study and found it,” he paused thinking of the best word to describe his experience there, ”lacking. Sure there were others of privilege and I fit in there, but here people want to learn and they take anyone with an aptitude no matter their economic situation. They also have the best library, once you are granted access, of the antiquities, literary as well as historical.”<br><br>Only through his association with Professor Tudor had he been granted access to the library. There had been those in the past, students of patrons of the college who had been denied, the college cared not for money when their prized collection was being discussed. ”What is your focus?” Each major at the college was designed by the student and a faculty member, one that was chosen in the sophomore year after the student had studied at the college for a while, he hoped to win over her trust and be asked to be her mentor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>06-01-2010, 21:52:51</strong>
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				She grinned a bit.&nbsp; "Now you understand completely why I chose this college to those Ivy League expensive places.&nbsp; I think it is not about the amount you pay for the education but the quality that you can gain from it"<br>&nbsp;<br>She watched him carefully.&nbsp; She thought perhaps he was studying her.&nbsp; She was doing studying of her own. She carefully watched him realizing that he had the presence of someone who was used to getting what he wanted.&nbsp; She smiled at him for a second. <br>&nbsp;<br>"History is the key to my own beliefs and thoughts, but with that comes English and Literature.&nbsp; You can't study History without understand the arts that went with it.&nbsp; My emphasis is history with a minor in English.&nbsp; What was, or is, yours? "&nbsp; She kept her eyes on him as she took a napkin and broke apart a sugar cookie and ate a piece of it.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>She was curious but not overly fond of people who were more attentive.&nbsp; The almost paranoid thought was that they wanted something and she had enough of that thanks to her parents and their wealth.&nbsp; She would give him the chance though. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>07-01-2010, 23:49:10</strong>
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				Always did Methos get what he wanted when it came to the girls at the university, though his last two years with Ms. Tudor had shown him that there were women who would never give him what he wanted when he wanted it. He learned of submissiveness and thought it to be the best experience he had known, but still he enjoyed the taking of women.<br><br>He smiled as she watched him, he could take it slow and planned to do just that, ”I am studying Greek philosophy throughout history, concentrating on the classical, reading it in the ancient Grecian dialects. I would be interested on your take on some of my work, especially since I suspect you’ve a better grasp on the history of the time period,” he said giving her a genuine smile, not one of the ones he used to charm a woman in bed, but one much more serious.<br><br>Attempting to appease her, he relaxed in his chair and stated, ”I am sorry if my forwardness is too much, I don’t mean to make you to wary.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>08-01-2010, 01:27:09</strong>
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				His focus made her smile.&nbsp; She nodded. &nbsp;"I'd enjoy reading over some of your work.&nbsp; I'm sure that I would enjoy reading it very much."&nbsp; &nbsp; She waited a second before she spoke again.&nbsp; His words caught her off guard.&nbsp; Perhaps she was judging him poorly and too quickly. <br>&nbsp;<br>" Showing that much is it?&nbsp; I apologize for that " she ate another piece of cookie before explaining &nbsp;"The fact is that not many people are willing to be my friend, or even just talking to me, without asking for money or something more expensive.&nbsp; I've always been more... subjective in trusting people.&nbsp; I hope it doesn't offend you "<br>&nbsp;<br>She was now interested in his lack of interest.&nbsp; That was definitely something that she hadn't expected.&nbsp; She didn't know his other thoughts but her own were definitely more interest than before. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>12-01-2010, 01:08:11</strong>
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				He smiled at her as he finished his latte, the dark green mug vanished, the chatty cashier appearing and removing it from the table with the cutest of smiles, it was clear that she had a crush on him and that he either did not notice or did not care. Keeping his focus on Briana, he nodded and said ”Thank you,” curtly and politely, meant for the cashier as she disappeared behind the counter once more, she smiling brightly as if he had told her he loved her.<br><br>Again his features softened as he placed his hands on the table, fingers overlapping each other, ”I do know what you mean, but I assure you that I am not interested in your money or your things, my dear Briana. You’ve an intriguing mind, which is rare and precious at this school and I wanted to learn more about you is all.”<br><br>He smiled at her and stated, ”I would not want to take up too much more of your time, if you like we could meet in a few days, perhaps after class on Wednesday and I could show you some of my work and parts of my dissertation. We could meet somewhere neutral or in my office, your choice.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 16:58:57</strong>
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				She considered him closely.&nbsp; He seemed genuine in his thoughts and words.&nbsp; She wouldn't accept them quite that outright, but for the moment, she would give him the benefit of the doubt. <br>&nbsp;<br>She smiled and then nodded.&nbsp; "Okay, next Wednesday after class sounds good"&nbsp; she then hesitated.&nbsp; His office would be a little too much for her by then.&nbsp; She smiled "I would say somewhere more neutral.&nbsp; We could try here" she grinned before continuing.&nbsp; The smile a coy one "After all, the young waitress who has her eye on you could be the distraction you could use while I am perusing over your work" <br>&nbsp;<br>She tilted her head a bit gauging his reponse to her words.&nbsp; It would be interesting to see what he suggested instead.&nbsp; She could tell that the situation wasn't an ideal one but then again she had her own interests to look out for and protect. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 00:14:04</strong>
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				He could not help but smile as she spoke, the way she gazed at him warily and yet there was excitement there in her eyes, that maybe for once she had found someone who cared who she was and not about her money or the fact she was a sexy woman who could be counted as a conquest. He could not promise the latter, for he did want to conquer her, he did want to shower her what it meant to submit and the beauty in it, but there sessions would never be known to others, he had not interest in publicizing it beyond to his Mistress.<br><br>He looked up at the waitress, she beamed a smile and then looked once more at Briana, ”A distraction she might be, but I’ve no interest in her or using her. I’ve let her know it will never go beyond flirting and she understands that,” he stated, knowing she was testing him. ”Besides she is not the best of conversationalist and I want more in my relationships, more than just sex, something I suspect is a mutual want.” He knew it would surprise her to hear those words, more so if she asked around and discovered that he was thought of as a playboy or he had been as an undergraduate. Since his return from Greece, he had taken a year between his studies to explore his ancestral country she would discover he had not bedded a single student.<br><br>”We could do it here, but I think you will find it too noisy and there are a lot of notes, perhaps the library, I could reserve a table on the main floor, it will not be secluded but nor will it be noisy. While you read, I can grade the first of the papers,” he suggested, hoping it was a worth compromise.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 01:09:54</strong>
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				She tilted her head and would find out more about him after talking to several of her friends.&nbsp; She would care enough to go that far at least.&nbsp; She considered his answer and thought it was a good one as he passed the test that she had laid out for him. <br>&nbsp;<br>She chuckled softly and then inclined her head "Well answered,&nbsp; the library would be fine and that way it kills two birds with one stone. You won't be bored while I'm reading your work and you can get some of your own work done. "<br>&nbsp;<br>She wondered if he realized just exactly what a confusing mixture that he was giving her.&nbsp; She would have to continue to think long and hard to try and decide her own feelings and thoughts.&nbsp; It was something of an interesting conundrum to have.&nbsp; She hadn't expected to meet anyone that would stay in her thoughts longer than 5 minutes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 00:15:56</strong>
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				He smiled at her, keeping it soft, the predator held behind those eyes was kept at bay at least for now, though he suspected she might enjoy it once they knew each other more, there was something about the way she looked at him, something in her eye that screamed submissive behind all of her intelligent assertiveness. ”Sounds like we have a plan then.”<br><br>Their coffee and cookie was long gone and yet they still sat there talking to each other, but it would come to an end soon enough. When he noticed she was becoming a little fidgety, he stood, ”Well I should be going, I would offer to walk you home, but it is too soon I believe,” he stated, giving her one of his charming smiles, a twinkle reaching his eyes.<br><br>He offered her a hand to help her stand, “It was nice to meet you Briana. I look forward to your thoughts in three days.” She would remain in his thoughts for hours and not just because his Mistress would constantly have him retell their meeting and torment him by suggesting ways he could take her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ladyelizabeth</strong> on <strong>20-02-2010, 02:49:19</strong>
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				She inclined her head and took his hand as he offered it to her.&nbsp; She chuckled at his words and then grinned as she answered "I'm a big girl, I can make it to my car"&nbsp; She then gathered her things as he finished speaking the rest of his thoughts. <br>&nbsp;<br>She studied him for a moment trying to get a gauge on his real meaning of the words but she couldn't see anything hidden behind the eyes.&nbsp; She then nodded. 'I look forward to reading and giving my opinion.&nbsp; In three days."&nbsp; she turned and made her way to the door of the coffee shop before turning and waving to him.&nbsp; it seemed like an odd move, but felt natural. <br>&nbsp;<br>As she slipped from the shop and made her way towards her car, she wondered exactly what angle he was playing.&nbsp; Perhaps friendship was the only thing on his mind.&nbsp; As she started her car, she chuckled.&nbsp; She was damn too paranoid for her own good. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Seduction of a Goddess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elandra</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 20:14:15</strong>
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				He smiled as she declined his offer to walk her to her car, he had hoped to spend a little more time together, but he also knew not to push his luck. As she walked he made sure to watch her ass, but did not to want to seem like he was leering and so he met her eyes once more when she turned back. He waved back to her when she waved, laughing to himself. <br><br>As she left, he grabbed his book bag and left the coffee shop, the barista giving him a small smile, hopeful. He denied her once more, but left a hint of promise as he stepped into the warm afternoon. He had a date with the professor, one where he would be kneeling before her and doing everything she wanted.<br><br>He arrived with take out from her favorite Indian restaurant, they ate dinner together discussed the class and their research, acted as student and aid for several hours. She asked him about his first meeting with their victim, he smiled and said ”It is going well, I’ve arranged a second date and she is starting to relax around me., Ms. Tudor”<br><br>She smiled, rubbed his leg under the table and leaned over, ”Strip.”
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