Quiet Place In Nowhere (Piercer & DigitLninja)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Piercer on 20-07-2010, 06:12:21</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Quiet Place In Nowhere (Piercer &amp; DigitLninja)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Piercer</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 06:12:21</strong>
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				Tucked far beneath the setting sun sat the city of Arbour. It was quiet city that only held home to about 150 people. Everyone knew everyone, and it was rare that visitors came. When the did wonder through they stayed at the Arbour Inn and Tavern, the busiest place in town, and the only place Amanda could be found. Her father had opened the small inn about 20 years earlier, right before she was born and her mother had past away. He never remarried and as he became sick it left Amanda with the large burden of not only running the inn and tavern but taking care of her dying father.<br><br>The heat swept across the dry red desert as the sun became only a shadow to the night. Amanda quickly worked around the tavern cleaning the tables as guest either left to their homes or to the rooms the had up stairs. Her green eyes sparkled as she dance around the room talking to everyone, trying to keep up with business or news that happened with in the town. Her long dark hair was pulled into a curly pony tail that bobbed as she moved. She wore pants with brown work boots and a button down shirt, and even though she dressed in the most modest attire still the men of the town found her to be the most catching prize in town. Many of the older women would talk, mumbling that, Amanda, at the age of 21, was becoming to old for her time and the if she didn't marry soon no one would want her. That was the last thing on her mind. All she worried about was her father and his business, and it kept her to busy to worry about men or small talk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Quiet Place In Nowhere (Piercer &amp; DigitLninja)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 14:20:34</strong>
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				Before he even reached the town rumors of a visitor began to spread, The tired looking man was walking beside a brown horse. Black boots covered his feet and brown riding pants covered his legs, he had a black vest and a matching shirt underneath. To finish of his cloths he had a long black overcoat that reached just past his knees but an out of place white hat on his head. He had a drawstring bag over his right shoulder and was holding the reigns of his horse in his right hand as he headed into town. His eyes looked swollen and red as he slowly made his way to the Inn to get a drink and a room. He noticed people whispering around him as he tied up his horse, and he simply ignored them as he stepped into Amanda's bar.<br><br>He made his way to a table and sat down waiting for the barkeep to approach him for a drink order as he hunched over and stared down at the wood of the table, his mind a few miles away from this location, but still far enough to forget the world around him. He seemed to be counting the lines in the table as he waited for a drink.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Quiet Place In Nowhere (Piercer &amp; DigitLninja)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Piercer</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 18:32:18</strong>
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				Amanda's eyes looked to the new wanderer as he took a seat at one of the tables. The place was just about empty, a young couple in the back corner flirting, an older woman finishing her dinner, and one of the bankers at the bar. After she finished clearing another table she quickly moved to drop the dirty bucket of water and rags off behind the bar before making her way over to the man. Smiling down her voice came out soft and gentle, "What can we get ya, new comer?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Quiet Place In Nowhere (Piercer &amp; DigitLninja)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 19:32:25</strong>
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				He didn't even look up at her as he made his order.<br><br>"Seven glasses, all whiskey."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Quiet Place In Nowhere (Piercer &amp; DigitLninja)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Piercer</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 16:21:24</strong>
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				It was an awfully strange request but not the strangest one she had heard. Giving a brief nodded and yes sir she turned from the table and head back towards the bar. Quickly she brought him the first four cups having to make a second trip to grab the remaining three. Softly she placed each cup down on his table. "Is there anything else I can get for ya, sir?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Quiet Place In Nowhere (Piercer &amp; DigitLninja)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 16:56:07</strong>
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				"I'll be needing a room for the night." He said as he took hold of one glass and starred at it.
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