We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]
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				Title: <strong>We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 08:26:47</strong>
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				Music. Mesmerizing techno music filled the air as Janet Watson stepped into the local gay bar, her hands in the pocket of her black jeans. It was a feisty night, she could tell by the atmosphere of the people dancing. Close to each other, touching intimately, not caring who was watching. Well, it was a 21-and-over bar, after all. You'd expect this. And it didn't help that Janet was feeling horny herself, either. It was a good thing she was single, or she'd hate herself.<br><br>Grinning slightly at this thought, Janet walked over to the bar counter and ordered herself a whiskey. Generally she didn't like the stuff, it was usually too strong, and she liked fruity drinks. But she felt it was just right for the mood, she had no idea why she would think that tonight, of all nights. Why not any other night? It wasn't as though this night were special or anything.<br><br>Sighing and shaking her head, she sipped at the whiskey that was passed to her across the table and looked around, watching the people dancing. Mostly the women. Janet caught a glimpse of a woman's hand moving up another's skirt, and she turned slightly red as she felt her nipples perk through her white scoop neck shirt. She willed herself to turn away again, determinedly looking down into her whiskey bottle and sighing to herself. She just could not settle for being single. She wasn't satisfied without a woman at her side. <br><br><em>But...</em>she sighed as she looked back into the bottle of whiskey again. <em>I suppose I'm just going to have to deal with it.</em>
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				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 09:03:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://quaunaut.squarespace.com/storage/post-images/colleenEinger.png) (http://slipgatecentral.deviantart.com/art/another-random-girl-104294371)</div>"Hey Hun, my usual." a southern voice called out from a few feet away, ordering her own fruity drink in a martini glass from the bartender. It was one of the few decent bars in the city, and lucky for her it happened to be a gay bar. Rearing up to sit on a stool two down from the other girl, she would stretch her leather bell-bottoms that were tight just about everywhere but below the bulk of her toned calves. A curvaceous girl, her vibrant auburn hair was down straight that night, and her blue eyes seemed as lively as her outfit. Above those black leather pants was a loose navy blouse, leaving a decent amount of her ample cleavage to the artist's eye, even with a pair of cliche cowboy boots to cap off the southern girl look: But she did pull it off.<br><br>"You looking for another victim?" the girl behind the counter said much louder than she had to, finally sliding her a glass of her chosen beverage, a blue concoction with a cloud of green in the center. The redhead would sip at it once, letting out a deep and satisfied sigh from the sharp taste on her lips.<br><br>"Why of course, though why you call them that I'll never know. You were plenty happy with it." she said with a devilish grin that revealed that she was a regular at this as well.<br><br>"Well, while I enjoyed it, I would've enjoyed waking up with you there the next morning a <em>bit</em> more." the bartender said, taking her own mug of water and sipping out of the curly plastic straw within.<br><br>"Ah, now there's the rub. Relationships. You should know by now I don't do those. And regardless, tonight I can't completely murder the poor girl. I'm showing up for my first day at a new job tomorrow."<br><br>"I see. Well, good luck with that. I've gotta-" the bartender began, when a few other girls had drunkenly stumbled their way to the bar, and with that, the bartender muttered "Got to pay for a new pair of shoes..." just before scurrying off for them. The redhead herself would take the opportunity to look at the two drunks, but frowned disappointedly at one who had quite the suspicious ring. <em>That won't do.</em>, she thought to herself, before looking down the other way of the bar, and seeing some poor girl, alone, looking longingly at the girls dancing. <em>And a whiskey... oh, she's perfect.</em><br><br>In an instant, the redhead was beside her. "Heya doll, how're you feeling? You're looking a bit pale, just get here?" She managed to make herself cozy next to the girl, pressing her thighs into her and leaning onto her with her body, an arm creeping up her other side. "We could go be like them, if you like. Go out there, dance the night away, maybe carry things a bit too far on the floor?" Her own grin would seemingly grow more mischievous the longer she sat there, the more she leaned on the girl. Up close, one would notice a darker shade of lipstick than her lips should have been, with a glossy finish to it that smelled of strawberries.
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				Title: <strong>Re: We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 21:42:18</strong>
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				In the midst of her own thoughts, Janet did not notice the red-head speak to her for a few seconds. Then her heart skipped as she came close to her, pressing against her, and she turned around and looked at her. Her nipples seemed to harden even more as she stared, her eyes scanning the cleavage almost at once, then moving back to her cute face. She let out a soft breath, not even aware that her heart was beating ten times faster that it was supposed to.<br><br>"Yeah, I just got here. What's it to ya?" she asked, her defiant attitude kicking in. She wasn't sure if the girl actually wanted to spend time with her, or was just doing this because she looked 'lonely'. Well, Janet surely wasn't one to take charity. But there was no doubt in her mind that the woman did turn her on, and she was already feeling the buzz of her half-finished alcohol.<br><br>She felt the arm creeping slightly up her side, and a shiver moved down her spine. Soft touching had always turned her on, Janet had always enjoyed the touching, especially just above the skin, tantalizingly, teasingly. Now she wished she'd had the sense to wear a skirt that night as she watched her, the desire taking her over.<br><br>When she asked to dance, however, a wide grin spread across Janet's face. She'd just noticed how wonderful the woman smelled, and she closed her eyes for a moment before responding. "What's in it for you?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. But her decision was already made.
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				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 22:17:24</strong>
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				"To me? Oh, nothing more than just making sure you're having quite a... well, to be cliche, a <em>pleasurable</em> time." she said, whispering the final bit into the girl's ear with the faintest hint of the tip of her tongue touching her ear, while that same hand would come to tease at her opposite hip, making sure it didn't feel lonely with her breasts practically pushing into the girl's other side.<br><br>The redhead wouldn't bother answering that question. "Come." she said in a tantalizing voice, taking her whiskey and setting it next to her own drink on the bar, before taking the girl's hand and dragging her toward the dance floor. She would be sure to entwine her fingers with the girl's, and once they got to the edge of the floor, she would twist back around, and practically be upon her, both of her hands low on her back, the tips of her fingers just barely teasing below the girl's ass. At a comfortable 5'7", the redhead wasn't tall, but was tall enough to still seem like she had a good reason to know what she was doing.<br><br>Her body nearly immediately found the rhythm to the song, her hot breath even coming across the other girl's chest at the correct rhythm, though she hoped she wouldn't scare the girl away from moving so quickly. As the music wore on, she would move closer and closer to the other girl, eventually nearly grinding her body against her. She could already feel from a few slight touches just how aroused the girl was in her chest, though she would be a dirty liar to herself to not admit she was similarly into her. At a slight pause in the loudness of the music, she would come in even closer to whisper her name into the others ear, "Colleen.", keeping herself close for if the other wished to respond in kind.
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				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 22:40:42</strong>
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				She grinned lightly, shivering at the light nip of her ear. <em>Crap,</em> she thought as she stared in the girl's eyes, a smile on her face. <em>She found one of my weak points already. Who is she, anyway?</em> The teasing was starting to make Janet go insane, it took all of her willpower not to just grab her and kiss her until she couldn't anymore.<br><br>So she followed her onto the dance floor, not caring that she hadn't answered her last question, and she almost automatically felt comfortable with her, no matter how shy her body was to her touching. Janet hadn't had a girlfriend in over a year, after all. And even so, she and her ex had never done anything so intimate. She could feel the tips of her fingers, just below her cheeks, and she slightly hated her for the teasing, making her body want more.<br><br>A soft sigh escaped her lips as they fell in rhythm with each other, swaying on the spot. She could feel the woman's breath on her breasts, and her nipples hardened again, her heart throbbing loudly in her ears. A few more shivers moved down her spine as the woman spoke to her, Colleen. She smiled lightly and whispered back. "Janet."
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				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 22:57:00</strong>
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				All of Janet's movements were all Colleen needed to confirm how into this the other was. Slinking even further into her, it would be hard to realize just when the redhead would begin moving around the other's body, still grinding in time with the music, but once she was able to get herself behind Janet, she wrapped her arms around the girl, and began massaging her lips into her neck, her hands over her stomach, and letting her knee grind between Janet's legs.<br><br>Every once in awhile to the music, she would whisper things to Janet about her body, about how Colleen was feeling because of her. Even Colleen felt she was laying it on a bit thick, but the more she touched the girl, the more she wanted to explore, and she could tell from every subtle movement of her partner that she wanted it too. At one point, she would let the girl move away from her, even pushing her to a degree, before pulling her back into her body, the entire front of her body pushing into Janet's, her entire body hungry for more. <br><br>The song would seem to never end, but when it finally did, in the lull, she would bring her head forward to set on the other girl's shoulders. "You're <em>fun</em>." she said, her voice laced with her lust.
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				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 23:20:02</strong>
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				Janet's mind seemed to be in a daze, hearing the music but not really registering it. The heat of Colleen's body seemed to fill her like alcohol, addicting, hypnotizing. She wanted to moan aloud as the woman's knee ground between her legs, but she kept the pleasure inside, not letting it consume her just yet. She still wanted to have control.<br><br>But she felt the control ebbing away from her as she suddenly felt Colleen's hands roam her body, exploring her, and she couldn't help but wonder how it would feel if they were both bare, no clothes in the way of their fingers, feeling each other's skin. The teasing, tantalizing whispers made her shudder worse than ever, she could feel her knees growing weaker, and she finally let a soft moan escape her lips, hopefully unheard under the music.<br><br>As the music finally stopped, or at least, stopped being so loud that they could hardly hear a word the other said, she let out a long sigh, her heart felt like it might skip out of her chest, her body warm. She was quite sure her face was probably red, and she sighed as the woman spoke again.<br><br>"You don't constitute a bad time, yourself," she said, slightly breathless. "But really...why me?"
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				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 23:31:34</strong>
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				She did indeed hear the moan, though just barely- the real key was that she <em>felt</em> it in her chest, the moan such a base expression that it's guttural tones would light vibrate her entire torso to varying degrees. But when the girl asked again, she shook her head. "Why <em>not</em> you? Attractive, young, and you clearly want it..." she ground her knee against the other's sex cruelly, through her pants. "So far, I like everything I see about you..." she trailed off, sinking a light bite into the girl's shoulder seductively.<br><br>"You know... we could finish those drinks and head back to my place... to talk. Have the same drinks a bit cheaper." she teased, her hands pulling back at the other's stomach, wrapping up and around their hips before coming back down, and gripping her ass lewdly, pulling it apart just enough to tempt. "Lets go." she whispered, before completely letting go of the girl and moving away, but taking her right hand into her left, and motioning to go to the exit with her.
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				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>26-06-2009, 00:09:06</strong>
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				She whimpered slightly as her sex was teased through her pants, her chest rising and falling in choppy movements, becoming sexually aroused with every second that went by. It wasn't exactly a good thing, seeing as she was already intoxicated by the drink, she wasn't exactly sure if she would be able to control herself any longer. But Janet didn't think about it much, only Colleen was the center of her thoughts now.<br><br>She grinned at the thought of being attractive. She had never thought of herself as attractive. Then again, you were your own worst critic. Janet shivered and let out another moan as Colleen bit into her shoulder, and at the idea of going back to her place, her heart skipped, instantly knowing what she was up to. She did not protest, however, and agreed almost automatically. She gasped when she teased her again, and narrowed her eyes, pouting a bit, but she followed her to the exit nonetheless.
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				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>26-06-2009, 00:40:36</strong>
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				Pulling her toward the exit, she raised a hand toward the bartender, who nodded to her and would go on to put the drinks on her tab. From there, she burst through the door and started toward the parking lot, arriving upon a brand new white Tesla Roadster, unlocking the doors and moving over to her own side. "We'll be at my place in just a bit, this should get us there quickly enough." she said with a grin, moving to sit down in the car, revving it up as she waited for the other to get completely situated inside.<br><br>"Janet, hm?" she asked with a smile. "Do you always go home with strangers?" she teased, leaning over enough to bring a hand to the girl's thigh, teasing her lightly as she took the car out of the lot and started on her way home- at blistering speeds, no less. As they weaved through traffic, dodging seemingly anything that was going slower than 60, she found her own smile twisting into a mischievous grin further and further while her hand attempted to explore between the girl's legs personally. She didn't normally move this fast on a girl, but this ones complete lack of immunity to her wiles just made her want her more. If she didn't want to romp about in bed so badly, she probably would just pull the car over and fuck her right there, but that would have to wait.<br><br>"I live just a few streets off of the boulevard. Lets see..." she said as she turned off of the road down another, still going 50 in the residential, before finding the right turnoff, and following it down. There was a cul-de-sac with only three driveways, one to the left, one to the right, and one straight ahead, and as the gate opened for the one ahead it would be obvious which they were destined for. Inside the adobe and stainless steel gates was a grand garden of pebbles and larger rocks, a sand garden off to the right as the path curved left, and as she brought the car to a stop inside the large circular roundabout outside of her garage, it would be easy to see just how grand the surroundings were. The house itself seemed a bit small, but was two stories and featured very bold architecture in a modern style, with a balcony above the garage, going to what looked like a bedroom on the other side of three floor-to-ceiling walls of glass.<br><br>Colleen turned the car off and got out, the garage door opening for her now next to Janet's side, revealing a fairly new Porsche 911 Carerra GT, and an empty spot, assumably for the Roadster. As she went over to the other side, if Janet hadn't gotten out yet, she would open her door and offer her hand to the girl with a smile as intoxicating as her drinks from before. "Welcome to my home." she would say, whether she had the pleasure of taking the girl's hand to help her out or not.
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				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>26-06-2009, 09:14:16</strong>
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				Feeling like a shy high-school student, Janet followed her to the car, looking over it. She wondered how she was able to afford something like this, the car just looked so...nice, compared to her own 15-year-old Jeep, which was now sitting in her garage at home. She'd never had much self-confidence, she'd always considered herself second-class. But she didn't like to think about it much.<br><br>Sitting in the passenger's seat, Janet looked out of the window, staring at the darkened streets, at the seemingly-quiet nightlife of Las Vegas. Of course, one who had lived here their whole life knew that it was not quiet, what with all the bar-goers and drunks. Janet was fortunate enough that she could control herself from drinking too much, but she still felt a slight buzz. She was surely going to feel confused in the morning, but...really, who could worry about that now?<br><br>"Strangers?" she asked, looking up at Colleen grinning. "You hardly count as a stranger. And I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself." But she felt the other woman's hand tease her leg, and she felt her sex start to throb again, shivers running up through her spine, hating her again. Did she enjoy teasing her? Perhaps she liked being in control? <em>Well,</em> she thought, <em>two could play at that game.</em><br><br>When they finally arrived at her house, Janet looked around. The neighborhood was nice enough, at least it seemed nicer than her's. She smiled as she got out of the car, taking Colleen's hand. "So. A land of adventures awaits us, I suppose?"
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				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>26-06-2009, 09:54:02</strong>
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				"If you listen to John Mayer, maybe." she said with a wink, pulling Janet's body into her own, and kissing her deeply, pressing her entire body against the other girl's, her hands almost automatically searching for her ass and gripping at it desperately hard, as she backed up, further and further, until finally she had to break a hand away so she could open the garage door to her kitchen. Still not letting her dozens of lustful kisses break them, she would eventually get them into the entry foyer a room away, at the bottom of the stairs, and break it. "You ready, beautiful?" she asked as she finally tried to break away from the girl, and began to step up the stairs, teasing her to follow.<br><br>If she did follow, she would take the girl's hand and run quickly up the stairs, then back toward the bedroom overlooking the driveway, and as soon as they were inside the door and the door closed behind them, she would pull the girl back into a tight embrace, this time practically picking her up as she kissed and sucked and bit at her neck hungrily, until she could get them both over to the bed, falling into it's covers with the other, and finally taking the moment to truly breathe, truly look at the woman she was about to sleep with... which made her pause, stunned at some of the features she truly liked about her, beyond just her base level of attractiveness.<br><br>She would swallow once, and force out of a whisper a breathy "Hi.", her own red hair beginning to fall over her face as it laid sideways on the bed.
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				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>26-06-2009, 10:40:06</strong>
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				Janet giggled lightly at her, and her eyes widened as she kissed her. Sexual, lustful kisses that made shivers move throughout her body, uncontrollable. But she didn't need control, not now, because her body was reacting on its own, letting out soft moans between kisses, loving the woman's grip on her ass, and before she knew it, they were running up the stairs, to a bedroom, obviously Colleen's. She wasn't really concerned with the details of the room, her body and mind were occupied by the woman who was currently giving her so much pleasure she could hardly handle it.<br><br>She gasped lightly and tilted her neck back as Colleen kissed and bit at her neck, like she couldn't get enough, and she let her own hands move across Colleen's thighs, giving herself support. They finally fell into bed, which felt soft and comfortable, and she looked up at her as she paused, surveying her face. She looked slightly confused, if anything, and she gave her a sly grin. <br><br>"Hi yourself," she said back, and she pulled her into another kiss.
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				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>26-06-2009, 10:50:37</strong>
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				Colleen kissed back into her, climbing on top of the girl, straddling her waist between her legs and squeezing her torso tightly between them, her sex pressed into the girl's stomach, practically burning hot even through her leather pants. She would break the kiss, coming up to sit straight up on her, looking down as if she had conquered poor Janet- just before reaching under her shirt and lifting it up and off, revealing two large, pert breasts with nipples so hard you could drill into bedrock with them.<br><br>"Hi." she repeated, giggling afterward, before leaning back down to kiss her again, her own hands hoping to maul at the other's breasts roughly through her shirt as her lips would drift from the other's and begin suckling at any skin she could have revealed of the other. Her hips would begin grinding over her, her breath becoming hot and hurried, and the smell of strawberries from her lips would seemingly be everywhere, and at the same time, any time Janet would want Colleen's lips, there they would be. She wanted her. She wanted <em>all</em> of Janet.
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				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>27-06-2009, 10:55:02</strong>
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				The intensity in the room was growing by the bounds. Janet could feel her own body temprature rising as Colleen climbed on top of her, enjoying the site of her raised above her, dominating her. She could feel the warmth of Colleen's sex on her chest, and her breaths became quick and choppy, coming out in short breaths. Once her breasts were exposed, however, she marveled at them, her mouth nearly open, not being able to note a time she had ever seen something more beautiful.<br><br>She gasped lightly as her own breasts were teased, almost vigorously so, and moans of pleasure escaped her lips every other time they came in contact with her skin. She let her own hands move to the other's waist as she moved forward, she could feel the desire flowing through her, channeling to Janet, surging through her own body, so that they became one. She was overwhelemd by the body heat, the sweet smell of Colleen's lips, the pleasure they shared. If she was into cliches, she would say that it was simply...magic.
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				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>27-06-2009, 16:16:49</strong>
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				The magic would keep her complacent while Colleen continued to massage at her breasts and grind at her stomach with her own sex, but now she wanted it too bad to not try and take complete control. Reaching further below, she would grab at Janet's shirt and trying to pull it off of the girl, and if she would be successful, she would bring her lips to the girl's left breast and begin sucking at it, as well as lightly letting her teeth tease at it frustratingly. <br><br>At the same time, she would come off of the girl and begin pushing her knee into the girl's sex rhythmically, almost trying to set the pace for their night with it, and it was fast. She would push in, kiss between the valley of the girl's breasts, before moving her head further upward, her lips to Janet's ear:<br><br>"I <em>want you</em>, right now."
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				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>27-06-2009, 19:31:37</strong>
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				The seemingly never-ending pleasure made Janet arch her body, a reaction she couldn't control, like her body had a mind of its own, and she lay on the bed again, practically quivering under Colleen's sex, her own nipples hardening through her shirt, easily noticable. She grinned lightly as they were let free, and a soft, shuddering moan escaped her lips as her breasts were kissed and nipped at. What sent the waves of extacy and near-orgasm was the knee pressing into her sex so much that she felt like cumming right there, wanting to be pushed over the edge.<br><br>Janet grinned as Colleen whispered into her ear. Her voice was lust-filled, and she knew at that moment that she wasn't the only one who wanted this. She smiled, letting her own hands move to Colleen's hips, gently tugging at the waistline of her jeans. <br><br>"Take me, then."
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				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>27-06-2009, 19:44:53</strong>
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				She grinned with a beautiful look of cohesion with Janet, rolling off of her, and immediately unbuttoning her pants, and pulling them off. Before Janet could get the chance though, Colleen would turn back, taking the sides of Janet's pants and begin pulling down on them while her mouth would go to the girl's stomach, pressing her tongue into the belly button deeply, sensually, eventually tugging the pants off, and letting her mouth and tongue slide down further and further, until they meet at the girl's waistline, and she looks up to her. "You...taste...delicious..." she whispered, kissing her stomach once more, before reaching both of her hands under each thigh, and pushing them apart.<br><br>Colleen would press her nose into Janet's panties, pressing to feel her wetness and bringing her nose up, pressing her tongue against them once for a moment, before taking her teeth and biting them, pulling them aside, and immediately dipping her mouth into the girl's pussy, kissing and licking against it hungrily, just wanting to take her more than anything. Her tongue would dart out deep immediately, exploring and rubbing roughly over her, while her upper lip would massage lightly to find her clit, and upon success, she would mould the lip against it, not letting it get too lonely for long while she violated the girl with her tongue, herself in nothing but panties, and absolutely dripping wet.
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				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>30-06-2009, 06:27:35</strong>
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				Janet let a soft moan escape her lips as her pants were unbuttoned and slipped off, loving the feeling Colleen's hands as she slipped them down her waist and completely off of her body. Her tongue tickled her stomach, and she held in a giggle as it teased her, lower and lower until she approached her waist, and arched her back at the sensation of her legs being pulled apart, welcoming the oncoming bliss that would be pleasure.<br><br>She gasped as she felt Colleen's tongue at her panties, then pulling them down and practically attacking her pussy. She arched and moaned again, and she felt her climax drawing nearer, quick and eager to let itself out. Janet grabbed onto the other woman's shoulders for support, quivering under her tongue, never wanting it to end.
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				Title: <strong>Re: We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>30-06-2009, 22:36:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hugging her arms around the woman's thighs, she would tickle the inner thighs with the tips of her fingers once they were wrapped completely around. Her tongue would plunge into her depths repeatedly, always forcing itself in at the bottom and exploring upwards, until she would pull it back and out, eventually running her tongue's length over Janet's engorged clit. Once long enough in, she would focus on the nub alone, kissing and sucking and abusing it lightly with her teeth, while her fingers began to explore and tease just at her pussy lips, almost making it feel like the touches could come from anywhere.<br><br>Colleen would continue harder and harder, eventually wrapping her lips around the clit, while she brought her right hand back around, and began pushing into her with two fingers, first slow, but quickly speeding up to nearly a breakneck pace inside the girl, moaning in response to her lover's own moans, knowing she was close to driving the other over the edge.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 22:39:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out a gasp as she felt Colleen's tongue press into her, feeling the waves of orgasm taking her over, as a tingling sensation that traveled through her whole body, making her quiver with pleasure. Her gasps were mixed with loud moans and screaming of Collen's name, clutching the sheets to steady herself.<br><br>The budding climax suddenly burst forth, and with a shuddering moan she finally let the cum release itself, the juiecs spilling out of her as she shivered, her head tilted back, her body rigid. She was exhausted, but more than satisfied. It had been a while since she had been pleasured like this, and even then, it hadn't been anything even remotely close to tonight. After her orgasm fully subsided, she simply lay there, her eyes closed, enjoying the aftermath, the blissful feeling of being there, laying next to Colleen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 23:31:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Colleen would feel the woman shudder beneath her touch, and as the orgasm rocked her body, she would slink up her torso, licking and kissing intermittently along the way, until arriving at her new lover's breasts, suckling over them lightly as she extends the girl's throes by slowly rubbing her thumb over her partner's clit.<br><br>But, eventually, the orgasm would fully subside, and she would crawl further up her partner's body, pressing her own into the girl and kissing her deeply, repeatedly. "You seem like you needed that." She said, before beginning to gnaw lightly at the girl's neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 00:26:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet smiled at her new love, enjoying the intimacy of her actions, the feeling of their bare skin pressing against each other, and she wrapped her arms around Colleen's waist, returning the kisses with gusto, tilting her head as to give her access to her neck.<br><br>"I really did," she said, still breathless, her body still tingling. Every detail of the sex was still fresh in her memory, as though she were re-living it just by thinking it, and she moaned lightly, her arms still wrapped around the other's waist. However, the thought occured to her that this was what one-night stands usually were like. Meeting at a bar, hitting it off, having sex, waking up later and not knowing what the hell happened. But at least the alcohol buzz was starting to wear off, she was at least aware of what was happening. But she didn't think about it much, she simply wanted to be with her, no questions asked. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 08:05:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Colleen would let the girl slowly fall asleep, practically purring into her neck as she lay atop her, though, careful to not let her arms wrap around the girl anywhere but around her neck. She herself would take much longer to go, but inside of one of her doubled-up pillowcases was a small hip flask, where she would take a final swig, before finally letting herself actually sleep.<br><br><br>The next morning, she would be gone, from early. All that would be left, is a note on the end table, with the flask open next to it. The note would read,<br><br><em>Dear Stranger,<br><br>Sorry to just leave you like this, but I have a new job to show up to this morning, and I wanted to be sure to be more than on time. There's breakfast downstairs simmering if you would like it, as well as plenty of supplies for hangover remedies. Feel free to let yourself out. Also, you're on camera, so please don't take anything.<br><br>Love,<br>Colleen Winters</em><br><br>Downstairs, there were indeed eggs and hash browns simmering, and cold milk in the fridge, though not much else but alcohol and drinks.<br><br>In fact, the house would seem rather sparse now, though it did have many things in it, it definitely did not have much of a lived-in feel. Many of the doors were locked, and some even had keypads next to them. The only actual doors that seemed unlocked were those to the front door- even the way she came in, the garage, would be locked. Out front, would be a driver, seemingly waiting for her and nearly silent, beyond what was needed to take her where she needed to go.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 09:04:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet awoke about an hour later, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. She was utterly confused, not remembering how she had gotten here in this random place, a person's house. Not her own house. She rubbed her forehead as she tried to remember, the aching headache wasn't making it any easier.<br><br>'Man...I feel like crap...' she said to herself, groaning in slight pain as she looked over, slipped of the bed, and gathered her clothes. She looked around for a clock and read it; it was 7:16am. It left her an hour and a half to get to work on time, which was fine with her. <br><br>Wobbling slightly as she stood, she dressed herself in the clothe she had been wearing last night, wondering why they were strewn on the floor, and walked down the stairs to leave. She glanced around, hearing and smelling food cooking, her mouth watering. Though her eyes fell upon the note that was on the table, and she picked it up, scanned it, and placed it back on the table, confused. What had happened last night? The name Colleen...it sounded so familiar...<br><br>Shaking her head, she gobbled down the breakfast that had been left, and making a note not to take anything that wasn't her's, she scrambled out of the door...before realizing that she didn't have any means of transportation. Cursing, she called a cab to have her be driven home, then scrambled around to find new work clothes. She arrived at work in fourty-five minutes, a miracle if anything. One of her co-workers smirked at her, asking her why she looked so tired. She simply shrugged him off and went to her desk, still trying to recall what had happened.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>05-07-2009, 13:42:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				What she hadn't noticed at the office, was not thirty feet away, behind a closed door, glass windows and shut blinds, was a woman being explained a job. It wasn't the most exciting job, but it was one where she would have to be creative, get her hands dirty, and be involved. Expectations of long hours were a must. It sounded just up her alley.<br><br>Colleen herself had looked much fresher coming into the office that morning. Then again, she had time and supplies to prepare, and knew very, very well how to actually kill a hangover, or worse, a night with a stranger. The magic trick? <em>Never seeing them again</em>, and making sure they <em>enjoyed</em> the night in the first place.<br><br>Soon enough, her boss, a woman with dark, fake red hair and brown eyes would get up, stretching her gray, unattractive pantsuit that was already doing it's best to hold the woman's unshapely form. She did have great makeup though, Colleen thought. The woman would open the door to the work floor, in an advertising company that specialized in print and web ads. Not exactly the best market on one side or the other, but both had plenty of room to innovate and make vibrant strides. Bringing her first over to a desk near the center of the floor and letting her know what she was allowed to have at it, next, she would be brought to the direct center of the room, where a large, open table lay overlayed with a piece of paper, with dozens of crayons and colored pencils strewn over it. "Everyone! Everyone, attention please!"<br><br>The room, dominated by late-twenties women, but featuring a substantial amount of men as well, all dressed rather casually, though smart. They would begin to gather around the desk rather lazily, it still being too early in the morning to have a meeting, even if it was to be an informal one like this. "Okay, well." the woman began, taking a deep breath in between. "Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Colleen Winters. She's a new graphic designer here today, and she'll primarily be working with the print team. Okay?" she ended, her voice going to a pitch high enough to irritate, "Okay!" she returned, before turning herself and going back to her office. If one would have been able to see it, they would have seen a scowl on her face dark enough to turn a man to stone.<br><br>Colleen would dip her head elegantly, and smile with a toothy grin. "Hello. I hope I can be a help here. If you need anything, please, just-" she began, her head slowly turning throughout the room, and finally catching sight of someone familiar. "...let...me...know..." she ended, rather lazily, though most had already turned to go. Her mind was racing. <em>Who <strong>is</strong> that?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 04:43:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She indeed hadn't noticed the new recruit. In fact, she hadn't really been noticing much of anything at all, still dizzy and light-headed. Janet tried to recount the night before. She remembered stepping into the bar, then sitting at the counter, getting a drink. Then, there had been a woman who came to sit next to her, a very sexy woman indeed, with her striking blue eyes and her shoulder-length red hair....and then they had danced...<br><br>A sudden realization burst into her brain, and she held her head, confused.&nbsp; She couldn't remember anything past their dancing, but she remembered feeling so...aroused. Pleasured by her touch, her scent...then scent of strawberries...<br><br><em>No,</em> she told herself, looking down at the pile of papers on her desk that she needed to sort, frowning. <em>Don't think about her that way. She left you without a moment's thought, left you to feel confused and abandoned, and even made you have to get yourself here to work today. She doesn't care about you. Don't give her the time of day.</em><br><br>With that final thought in mind, she nodded and picked up the large stack of papers, heading them off to the sorting boxes. One of the men stopped her, though, his hand on her shoulder. "Woah, hold on a second. Someone's about to make an announcement, apparently there's a new girl. Nice to have some fresh meat around," he said, grinning. Suddenly intrigued by this new arrival, she looked around the side of the pile she was holding, watching.<br><br>She was gorgeous, though strangely familiar-looking. At the name 'Colleen Winters', she practically stumbled, nearly spilling all of her papers on the floor, only a few escaped. Wasn't that the name that had been on the note in that house she'd woken up in? And when she looked into her face, she noticed the red hair, the blue eyes, the Southern look...<em>No...this couldn't be...her?</em><br><br>Suddenly very enraged, Janet huffed and turned on her heel, marching the other way. The <em>nerve</em> of her! Then again...Janet was to blame as well, for falling for her charms. But, she had been drinking. Drinking! And the woman had gone and taken advantage of her. And then, it suddenly dawned on her what must have happened that night, and the rage boiled over and spilled out of her as she slammed the pile of papers down onto a desk, placing them in their respective boxes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 21:17:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Colleen nodded and smiled to the crowd of people once she had composed herself again, and everyone would turn to go back to work. She would let a deep breath go, and try and search through the dispersing people for the previous night's catch again, before her arm was tugged on lightly by her boss. "Let me show you where your desk is." the woman would say, before leading her deeper into the room, and curiously toward where the catch was last seen. A few rows down, she would lead her to a pair of desks pushed together with a low cubicle wall between them both. <br><br>"So, this will be your workstation. If you need anything, ask Janet here, or come to me. She should be able to get you caught up on today's assignment." The boss' natural smile was instantly irritating, given the situation. It almost seemed to mock her. "I... I see. Alright." she would respond with awkwardly, sending the boss into her own awkward mood, eyebrow raised, though she wouldn't chance actually asking about it.<br><br>"Well, good. And good luck. My door is always open, and, welcome, to Livel Technologies." she would say with the smallest hint of a bow, before turning on her heel to leave, giving Colleen just the moment to try and sit down and disappear behind her computer's rather-large screen. That was one good part of being a graphic designer, after all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 05:59:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet stood up straight when she heard the boss say her name, and she narrowed her eyes. This was definitely not turning out to be a good day at all, she would rather be far away from this woman at all times. But, they were co-workers now, and so Janet guessed she had to be polite. But it was just so hard to be polite, especially after what had happened the night before...<br><br>Trying to keep her rage under control, she took another stack of papers and passed Colleen's desk, not looking back once. Was this supposed to be her idea of a joke? Take a girl, screw around with her, then leave her there with her hangover? Sure, she was polite enough to make sure she was taken care of, but she would have at least wanted an explanation in person, not just some crummy letter left on a table. And...she prayed to God that she hadn't...what if she had lost her virginity? While she was drunk?<br><br>Angrily, she stuffed the papers into their respective boxes, taking her sweet time, as to not have to go back to her desk anytime soon. Once finished, she suddenly felt tears welling up inside of her, threatening to spill out of her where she stood. So she rushed to the bathroom to let them out, locking herself into one of the stalls, letting them run hot and fast down her face, her fists clenched. <em>I was a complete idiot,</em> she thought to herself. <em>I know how I get when I drink. Why the hell did I even agree to it...?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>14-07-2009, 10:04:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Colleen wasn't feeling much better. Her stomach churned at the thought of sharing the desk with this other girl. She'd been great in bed, even if she didn't bring her anywhere, but she had just finished a book about office politics. Now, the girl had something to hold over her: Perhaps she was already known as the office slut(though, that didn't make much sense. She seemed so reserved when she had first seen her sipping her drink all alone...), and now she had the title of slut to threaten her with as well. And even if not that, at least that she took advantage of girls and was the kind of partier no boss wanted.<br><br>She'd sit down at her desk and start trying to get her computer set up for her own preferences to work in, trying to pull her mind over the girl. She'd spend several minutes just delving into it working just right, but she kept finding the girl returning to her mind repeatedly.<br><br>Speaking of which: <em>Where as she now?</em> Collen looked up and around, searching for her, and didn't see her. <em>Must be in the bathroom... Damn.</em> she thought, just realizing just how much she herself needed relief. But it would have to wait.<br><br>While she waited for the other to return, she tried to familiarize herself with the office intranet, poring over any e-mails that were to her department that she should've known about. It wouldn't take long to feel comfortable with the company, even if she certainly wasn't with her position in it with this other girl here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 06:15:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet was still quivering with anger when she appeared back at her desk a few minutes later, throwing herself into her chair and disappearing behind her computer. She would not talk to Colleen if she could help it, but they <em>were</em> co-workers. Janet would have to talk to her at some point, perhaps to explain something to her. She just hoped she would be smart enough to figure everything out by herself, instead of having to consult her. Janet had already been working here for the last four years, and though it was dull work, she was able to live off of the pay, at least. And really, that was what mattered. A job that paid well.<br><br>It was a good thing that Colleen usually kept to her own work. Janet, of course, did not want a confrontation, though if it came down to it...she wanted to give the woman a piece of her mind. Treating her like a plaything, throwing her away when she was done. Janet stared at the computer screen. Perhaps she was taking this too seriously. After all, hadn't she been the one drinking, very eager to have some physical contact with another woman? She shook her head, apt not to blame herself for what had happened the previous night, and finally stood up from her desk, stretching and walking towards the water jug to fill her cup, avoiding Colleen's gaze.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We're NOT in a relationship! [quelle and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>quelle</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 04:01:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Colleen would immediately disappear into the restroom herself only a minute after Janet arrived. However, her own relief would come quickly, and she would be back at her desk in only a moment. She could tell Janet wanted nothing to do with her already- out of the corner of her eyes, she could practically feel the heat, feel the hatred. But she couldn't quite figure out <em>why</em>. After all, Colleen had made sure the night ended well for her...<br><br>She shook her head, the thought teasing her loins distantly. <em>No, not right now. Not ever, now, apparently.</em> Colleen's eyes would be hard to drag away from her desk or the blank corners of her computer screen, as she tried to justify her being there to herself. By the time she finally felt like she had the courage to look up at the other, she was getting up, and walking away. <em>Damn.</em><br><br>So, she would start work on one of the smaller projects, something she could do in the back of her mind, lazily alone. She needed the solitude, especially now.
			</dd>
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