You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)
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				Title: <strong>You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 21:59:21</strong>
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				Claes stared at herself in the mirror with such confidence. She had never felt this excited in her life. Today was the day. Finally, she was going to meet the man she had been speaking to over emails for the past few weeks. Claes had never been that good with men. They always found her somewhat nerdy and not too sexy. She wanted to look pretty but she was always to busy with school. At that thought, her mind drifted to thoughts of her brother. She hadn't seen him in so long. Why did he fill her thoughts? Shaking her head, she concentrated on her date. Claes put on her nicest dress and headed down to the restaurant. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 22:21:52</strong>
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				Vince had gotten to the restaurant early. It was a nice place, nicer than he could usually afford for dates. But he had been saving a little from his paycheck each week for almost two months. She was worth it. At least he hoped she was.<br><br>He looked over the printout of her last email that he'd read a dozen times now. <em>I can't wait to meet you</em>, she had written. <em>I can't wait to do more than just type.</em><br><br>What was he doing here? Sure, their emails back and forth had been great, even steamy at times. But he was just an assistant mechanic, not the kind of guy to meet girls online. Not the kind of guy to take them out to nice restaurants. <br><br>Ah, forget it. It was just a date. She was probably ugly anyway - he should have asked for a picture. Nervously he put away the printout and fumbled with the white rose lying on the table. It was what she'd be looking for.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 22:31:09</strong>
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				Claes arrived at the restaurant. She shook with excitement. The man at the host stand smiled at her and welcomed her. She gave him a shy smile and stuttered when she spoke.&nbsp; <br><br>"I-I-I am looking f-for a man with a white rose....uh..he.." The host smiled and picked up a menu. <br><br>"Right this way Mam..." This was it. She was on the way to him. All of fear and anxieties came to her. What if he was hideous? Or what if she was too ugly for him? There was no turning back now. But no matter how much she tried to reassure herself, she looked at every possible table for a white rose.he looked back at her host and tried to see if it was a mistake. "No this is the only person with a white rose." Placing the menu on the table, the host made his way back to the front.<br><br>"What are you doing here?! Is this some sick joke?" The person she was supposed to meet was defininately not her brother.
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 22:38:34</strong>
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				He nervously glanced at each dress or skirt that came into his peripheral vision. None of them were approaching his table. Then there was one - a trim figure in a knockout red dress that drew his eyes up toward a pair of---<br><br>Oh my god.<br><br>He looked at his sister's face, then down at the rose, then back up at his sister. All thoughts of breasts or dates or, well, virtually anything fled out of his skull. It was all he could do to mutter, "Claes? What?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 22:42:17</strong>
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				Claes not wanting to make a scene, sat down and gave her brother and evil glare. " I said what are you doing here...you are the not the person I am supposed to be meeting..." A thought came to her head. <em>"Wait...what if he is..."</em> That wasn't it. That wasn't it at all. She knew what was going on. "You were just messing with me...you knew my email and you wanted to play a practical joke. I can't be happy can I?" She looked at the rose and felt like crying.
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				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 22:48:32</strong>
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				"Look, don't cry. Hold on." Things were going too fast for him to keep up. He had never been the smart one, that was her. How did this happen?<br><br>He awkwardly held up the printout. "Let me get this straight. <em>You're</em> LadySummer? Like, the whole time, that was you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 22:53:35</strong>
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				Claes nodded and looked away from him. " Yes I am LadySummer..." She pulled out her printout and placed it on the table. "And I take it you are Mr_Fix_It?" How could this be happening? She thought that she was going to meet a nice guy to possibly love. And now this.
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 22:58:04</strong>
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				"Yeah, that's me. I use the computer in the office at the shop. I don't have one at my apartment." He was babbling, he knew it. Anything to keep the awkward silence away. Some of the things he had said in those emails... Hell, some of the things that <em>she</em> had said in those emails. He looked at her in a new light. That was her?<br><br>"So...um...since we're here. You want to eat something, or get a drink? I could use a drink."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 23:02:41</strong>
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				Claes realized what he had read. She had said some naughty things in there. Her face flushed red and she looked away from him, looking for the waiter. She needed a drink. <br><br>"So do you just want to eat...then..." Everything her brother said in those emails was so sweet and sexy. How could that bafoon be capable of that?
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 23:09:15</strong>
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				They ordered quietly, not wanting to talk with the waiter around. As if he, or anyone, knew what had brought them here. <br><br>"I'll still, um, pay," he announced, although there was really no reason to. Again he felt like saying anything that might defuse this awkward situation, but thought probably nothing could. He was having trouble looking his older sister in the eyes and found himself looking at her slender creamy white neck. He imagined it with a cute little black leather collar, like they'd talked about getting.<br><br>Agh! What was he thinking? That was a different person. He had to think of that as a different person.<br><br>"Sis, look. This is weird. Really weird. You know? I mean, I didn't know, right? So, now. Um, what do we do?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 23:24:18</strong>
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				Claes looked at him and let out a sigh. " I don't know...I just feel so strange...I mean all those things I wrote...and you wrote..." She ran a hand through her hair. "How can we go back to normal..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 23:35:42</strong>
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				Vince drained his beer and ordered another. He didn't normally drink like this, but he thought anyone would agree that this was a special occasion.<br><br>He was starting to get angry for no good reason. It was sometimes his response to situations he couldn't begin to deal with. "Look, Claes. You're always the smart one. How could you do this? And all of that stuff, about what you were going to do to me? You're not like that! You--you don't even <em>date</em> boys. I figured you were gay!"<br><br>He lowered his voice, conscious that they were in a public place. But no one seemed to be paying them any attention.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 23:43:08</strong>
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				Claes listened to his cruel words and looked down at her print out. Tears came to her eyes but she swallowed her pain. Staring him in the eyes, she spoke with the most strength she could muster. "You haven't seen me in Years...You don't know who I am and what I love. And you don't care to. Now that you know I have feelings and I want things in my life, you are content to turn your head and blame me." She stood and rummage through her purse. Pulling out a hundred, she slammed it on the table. "Get yourself something else to drink."<br>She stormed out the restaurant. Claes didn't know what hurt more, that she almost had feelings for her brother or that he rejected her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 23:49:37</strong>
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				Vince stared at the money, his thoughts again trying to catch up. He was supposed to pay - he'd offered to. So he could take her money, and leave his own, and then give her money back to her... But if he was going to do that, then he could just---<br><br>Stupid. Always stupid. She just ran out of here, and you're trying to figure out how to split the bill.<br><br>He ran out of the restaurant, following her. It had started to rain lightly, and neither his sister nor he had a coat. He saw her there, about half a block up the street, half-running in her heels. He loped after her, having been gifted in body whatever he was lacking in brains, and caught up quickly.<br><br>"Sis! Wait! I didn't mean it like that!" He reached out to grab her shoulder.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 00:03:14</strong>
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				Claes felt his arm and looked away from him. "Yeah you did...you just like hurting me..." The rain fell down her face and soaked her dress. " I just want to go home...you don't care about me...I mean you were so nice to me in those emails..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 04:07:52</strong>
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				He couldn't help but notice how the dress clung to her body, accentuating curves he never knew she had. His own clothes were getting soaked as well, his best white dress shirt becoming translucent in the rain.<br><br>"I'm sorry. I <em>do</em> care about you. In lots of ways. It's just hard to put together. Look, we're both getting wet here. My apartment's just around the corner. Would you come up and talk about this?"
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				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>28-10-2009, 23:11:36</strong>
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				Claes looked away from him and sighed. "Yeah..sure..." His words warmed her cold heart slightly. He was being so kind to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>29-10-2009, 04:09:18</strong>
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				His apartment was a small studio, furnished with yard sale specials and castoffs from coworkers at the garage. By the time they reached it the rain had turned to a downpour, and both siblings were soaked through. He pointed Claes toward the cramped bathroom. "There should be towels in there. I'll try to find you something to wear."<br><br>Rummaging through his dressers, he was lucky to come up with a clean white T-shirt and a pair of gym shorts. On her they would be enormous, but the shorts had a drawstring, at least. He stripped off his own clothes, throwing on an old pair of sweatpants. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>29-10-2009, 19:50:15</strong>
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				Claes nodded and slipped inside the bathroom. She sighed and took off her dress. The water dripped down her skin and she shivered. But all her thoughts were concentrated on her brother. The feelings they shared online were really strong. Putting on the clothes, she stepped out into the living room seeing her brother without a shirt. She blushed and looked away. "So..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>29-10-2009, 20:24:44</strong>
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				The small studio didn't offer much in the way of privacy - it was just one room, plus the bathroom and a small closet. In the past he'd been reluctant to bring girls back here, ashamed of the shabbiness. But Claes was different, he guessed. <br><br>He startled as she entered, not used to having someone else in his home. Her long hair was still mostly wet. The T-shirt, as he had suspected, was far too big. He could barely see the edge of his gym shorts peeking out from underneath it.<br><br>"I don't have a dryer - I just use the laundromat down the street. You can leave your clothes hanging up in there, though. Here, I'll turn the heat up some. You still look real cold."<br><br>At least he imagined that's what the nipples so clearly poking through her T-shirt meant.<br><br>As he messed with the thermostat he called out over his shoulder, "There's not much in the kitchen, but maybe you could make some coffee to warm us up?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>29-10-2009, 20:30:13</strong>
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				Claes nodded and began to rub her arms to heat up. The place may have been small but it was homey. Her mind wandered and thought about how many girls he brought home. She shook her head and headed toward the kitchen. She rummage through the cup boards like it was her own home. Standing on her tippy toes, she peered into the high cupboards. " Your home...it's nice.."
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>29-10-2009, 20:38:18</strong>
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				The heat wasn't working well; the landlords sometimes turned it off to save money. Vince stopped messing with the thermostat, knowing that it wouldn't do any good.<br><br>"Thanks. It's not much, but it's what I can afford. You know, I haven't seen your place in a long time. Are you still living in the dorms, or did you get an apartment? I know those college places aren't cheap."<br><br>He stood behind her and reached up to help her get the coffee from the top cupboard. In doing so his chest brushed against her back. Her wet hair reminded him that he was still missing a shirt. While she made the coffee, he finished getting dressed.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 22:18:24</strong>
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				Claes squeaked as his skin brushed against her and her face flushed red. Why was she feeling like this? He was her brother. But what if he loved her like that. What if he was the man for her? She looked down and stared at the clothes she had on. They were warm and smelt like him. Keeping her eyes away from his, she decided to ask. <br>"What are we going to do..."
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				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 22:24:41</strong>
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				He sat on the couch watching her make coffee. She was graceful, if nervous. In fact he had to admit that she was by far the most attractive woman he'd ever brought back to his place. If it weren't for the one inconvenient fact of their relationship, she'd be perfect - exactly his type physically.<br><br>As she walked back to join him, two steaming mugs of coffee in hand, he couldn't help but notice once more how little that shirt concealed. <br><br>Was this idea so crazy?<br><br>"Come here and sit next to me so we can talk." He lay one arm on the back of the sofa, inviting her to sit close to him.
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				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 22:30:10</strong>
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				Claes nodded as he motioned for her to come to him. She grabbed the coffee and sat down with him. " I just don't know what to feel right now..I mean if you were someone else....we wouldn't be in this situation right now."
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				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 22:36:07</strong>
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				He pulled her arm around her, holding him against his side. She was still cold. He could claim he was trying to warm her up. But he knew that wasn't all of it. <br><br>"I know, it's confusing. I mean, you're here, and in some ways I don't even know you. We never really talk anymore - we might as well be strangers. But then there's those emails..." He sipped his coffee, more for the pause to collect his thoughts than for the warmth.<br><br>"Sis - when I read some of those emails. Like the one about the collar? That was <em>hot</em>. I couldn't think of anything except her - well, I guess except you - for days after that. I've never felt like that, not even with girls I was fu--dating."<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 22:45:40</strong>
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				Claes heard his words and smiled a bit. It was nice to know that he felt the same way about those emails. She loved the way he was holding her as well. Looking at him, she gave him a sweet smile and placed a hand on his cheek. " I feel the same way..."
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				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 22:56:39</strong>
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				He set his coffee down on the endtable and half turned to face her.<br><br>"Maybe this is a dumb idea. I don't know. But hear me out, okay?" He squeezed her hand slightly, then got up to walk across the room. Rummaging through his pile of wet clothes, he joked, "Don't go anywhere, all right?"<br><br>In a minute he had returned, with something balled up in his right hand. He resumed his position on the couch, his leg rubbing up against her bare one.<br><br>"This was probably too much. Especially for a first date. But I couldn't stop thinking about it, so I brought it with me."<br><br>Opening his hand revealed a black leather choker.<br><br>"So here's my idea, and you can tell me it's dumb. You...you put this on. And while you're wearing it, you're LadySummer. Just while it's on." He scanned her face, looking for a reaction.<br><br>"Is that stupid?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 23:09:26</strong>
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				Claes watched him with curious eyes as he rummaged through the his clothes. He pulled out a black collar and she felt her pussy get a little wet. She loved collars. They really made her wet. Biting her lip, she listened to his proposal. Slowly, she extended her hands and took the collar. <br>Looking at it made all the thoughts of her emails run through her head. There was so much that she wanted to and try. <br>Putting on the collar, she looked at him and smirked. "So what would like to do first Mr_Fix_it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 23:15:42</strong>
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				The dark collar contrasted beautifully with her pale neck. It was exactly as he pictured it when reading, and re-reading their emails. He ran his thumb along the edge of it possessively. This would work, he thought.<br><br>His cock had been on a roller coaster ride all night as his arousal and confusion warred with each other. This one simple change had pushed that aside, at least for now. The sweatpants that he was wearing couldn't disguise his rapidly growing erection.<br><br>"Summer, you haven't been given permission to sit with me on the couch. You may kneel on the floor."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 23:19:53</strong>
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				Claes who was not Lady Summer, nodded and found her way to the floor. "Yes master..." She said quietly. Her brother had made such a quick change in attitude. It may have been because of the collar or that he was about to all of the naughty things they talked about. She looked at him with lustful eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 23:24:40</strong>
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				Seeing her kneeling before him, submissive and quiet, served to intensify Vince's growing lust. If she was anything like the person she'd been in those emails, he knew there was a fire raging inside her - and that it was under his control, not hers. Her long brown hair was tucked neatly behind her ears, while her big brown eyes looked up at him as if he was the only thing in her world.<br><br>"Summer, you have a lot to learn. But I know you'll do well. And if you do, if you please me, you'll be rewarded just as you deserve. Now, stand up, remove your clothes, and then take your position again. Do it slowly."
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Queen of Blades</strong> on <strong>03-11-2009, 17:37:55</strong>
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				Claes nodded and stood up. She looked down at the ground slid her pants down to her ankles. Her pale white legs became visible and her dripping pussy could be seen. Then she moved to her large shirt and moved it up her chest, slowly revealing her large breast. After stripping, she resumed the position and looked at her master. "Was that good sir..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: You?!! (Queen of Blades and Ebb)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ebb</strong> on <strong>03-11-2009, 17:43:03</strong>
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				He had barely touched her, yet already her arousal was evident. Her pale skin was flushed red from her breasts to her face, and her breathing was heavy. Vince wondered how long it had been since she had been with a man. Maybe it was the collar, the submissiveness. Or maybe it was him.<br><br>He knew he could take her at any time, but he wanted to make this last. He extended his left foot toward her lap. "Take it, Summer. Massage my feet, slowly and firmly. And while you're doing so, talk to me. Tell me about the last time you had sex. Include all of the details."<br>
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