The Training (ff and heyhihello)
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				Title: <strong>The Training (ff and heyhihello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 22:49:45</strong>
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				Mellisa ran down the forest, a sense of joy and fear pumping through her body. This was the first time she had ever ran away from her father, the bodyguards- just simply everyone. While she was excited about being alone for a change, she had also feared what her father might say. No, not exactly fear, more like embarrassment. But what can he really do? Lock her in her room for a week? Mellisa smiled as she saw creatures running away from her path. It was so nice for her to see wild life animals not in cages. Mellisa had long dark hair that flowed behind her as she ran, panting. The light pink skirt had slowed her down, always getting between her long legs, but not enough for the dogs and guards catch up to her. Mellisa has a good hour head start before everyone found out she was missing. Mellisa spotted a nice rock on the other side of the river,&nbsp; &nbsp;deciding to rest for a bit, sitting down.
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				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>10-07-2010, 23:22:32</strong>
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				<br>The strawberry-blonde ranger clicked her tongue and angled the squeeze of her bootheels against the flanks of her white pegasus. The aerial equestrian complied silently, dipping the front edges of its powerful white-feathered wings. The lady and her pegasus glided down closer over the forested and green-fielded wildlands below. She had chosen no random spot; rather, her blazing blue eyes had espied a fair raven-haired maid sitting by a stream. <br><br>Along the grassy bank, Janaece's pegasus descended into a smooth, inborn glide-to-trot. Its gait only gradually slowed until the white winged equine stood, the strawberry-haired lady sitting high upon it. The lady crossed her bracer-girded forearms over a breastplate, forged of green mithral into in an almost sensual echo of the female form. She gazed upon the girl keenly, and called out in a bright voice, "Ho there, fair girl! What is your station and your name?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Training (ff and heyhihello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 00:00:31</strong>
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				Mellisa was sitting on the rock, her breathing becoming steady. She heard the swishing sound of air, as Mellisa noticed a lady flying on a Pegasus. This was not unusual, but the part that it was in an abandoned forest had made the fact quite strange. Mellisa just stared as the Pegasus slowed down in front of her.<br><br><em>Station?</em> Mellisa thought, staring at the woman with blonde hair. "Oh no, no, no, I'm just a passer by." She gave out a nervous laugh, hoping the lady didn't know who she really was. "And my name is-" Mellisa froze half sentence, thinking about the name. She was so nervous, her mind had gone completely blank. "Is... Uh, Marissa."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Training (ff and heyhihello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 09:27:05</strong>
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				Janaece appraised the girl coolly for a moment, but then had cause to bite her lower lip when she noticed the girl's breathing, and the way it made her young chest heave. The breathing, the nervous voice, the reluctance with her name, and the bit of sweat on her skin all gave Janaece the sense that something was a bit amiss; the girl was worried or had just been running or something. Perhaps she was just intimidated by the sudden presence of a breastplated and bracer-forearmed woman on a pegasus, or perhaps it preceded her. <br><br>"Marissa," Janaece tasted and savored the name on her lips, making congenial eye contact. "Well met. I am Janaece Athena, holy warrior of the Lady of Strategy," she said referring to her patron goddess. "<br><br>she dismounted with swiftness, simply scissoring her legs over the saddle to hop down. The moment of scissoring made her knee-length leather skirt kick up, revealing a brief glimpse of muscular thighs, and a doeskin thong. <br><br>"Are you quite well, Marissa?" Janaece approached but stayed a few paces away from the girl's rock. She cast her bright blue eyes up and down the stream and through the woods. "If I may say so, my girl, you seem...disquieted."
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				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 09:47:37</strong>
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				"Yes. Me- or Marissa, I meant" Mellisa said nervously, almost revealing her name. <br><br>"It's nice to meet you, Janaece," she gave out an innocent smile. If something, her father had at least taught her good manners to strangers. "Oh so you are one of the soldiers?" Mellisa asked a simple question, hoping that she did not notice the stumble when she had said her name. As Janaece was getting off the Pegasus, Mellisa had caught a sight of her tan, muscular thigh with her undergarment. <br><br>Mellisa shivered at the sight of the muscles on the leg. This lady was strong. Very strong. In fact, Mellisa was now hoping for the guards to get here, before Mellisa got on Janaece's bad side. <br><br>"Oh, yes, I am alright, thank you. I was just running around here, enjoying the view," Melissa straight out lied to Janaece. 
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				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 10:41:06</strong>
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				Janaece arched her strawberry-blonde eyebrows; this Marissa seemed like she might even be intimidated by her suspicious of her. "Soldier?" She looked around again, suspiciously, and cocked her ears. "No, I'm no one's soldier, I serve only my goddess Herself." She circled to put the girl between herself and the stream, while peering nto the forest. "Why, are you looking for a group of soldiers...did you get separated from your retinue, perhaps? Are conversely, are you are hiding from some soldiers, or being chased? Is there some battle going on hereabouts?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Training (ff and heyhihello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 10:48:49</strong>
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				The look that Janaece gave to Mellisa, made her shiver. A cold, suspicious look. She slowly backed away from Janaece as she came closer to her. The question made her freeze in place. "No, no, why would I search for soldiers or run away from them? And, I'm quite sure there isn't a battle around here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Training (ff and heyhihello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 10:56:25</strong>
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				The more she looked at the girl, the more Janaece became intrigued with her strange manner, and enthralled with her beauty and seeming innocence. She felt like she wanted to know more about her, to <em>have</em> her and be able to satisfy her curiosity at leisure, and learn all about her. <br><br>But the girl was growing quickly more suspicious of her. She extended an open hand, and tried to speak softly, "There, there, Marissa...are you quite certain you wouldn't like protection or escape of some sort? I hate to think upon th possible fates of a girl alone i the woods with gruff soldiers about...would you not feel safer with a warrior-woman such as myself?"<br>
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				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 11:02:10</strong>
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				Mellisa watched Janaece closely, as she extended a hand towards her. "Well... You do make a point there, though I'm not quite sure if- Oh, never mind, I'm sure it will be okay. Alright, so you will protect me?" Mellisa asked, raising her eyebrows, oddly feeling a bit more comfortable with the woman.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Training (ff and heyhihello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 11:20:11</strong>
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				Janaece took "Marissa"'s hand, softly stroking the girl's palm with her fingertips. "I swear that so long as you are in my charge, no man I bar shall lay unwelcome hand upon you, Marissa." She gazed deeply into the girl's eyes, and smiled.<br><br>Stepping closer, she placed a palm to the small of the gir's back, and gestured to her pegasus. "Shall I take you from this place, that you'll be found not? Should these soldiers discover you here, I would hate to have to slay them, lest blame fall upon your fair countenance for it."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Training (ff and heyhihello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 20:02:47</strong>
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				Mellisa watched as Janaece was stroking her hand, divided between going or staying. She hesitated a second before nodding and taking a little step towards the Pegasus.<br><br>"But... Will you take me back here in about an hour?.." Mellisa asked with her tone becoming a little more demanding, her snobby princess's habits coming in.
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				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 20:30:21</strong>
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				<br>'Certainly," Janaece nodded, "Of course, if you decide you still feel unsafe then, that is alright too." She smiled slightly, thinking Marissa's voice sounded a bit more aristocratic now. Perhaps, Janaece thought, when she got her where she really wanted her, she could be made to know the knew order of things; surely even a noble girl, or even a princess, could be made to serve a mistress with great devotion, submission, and pleasure.<br><br>She gave a slight whistle and the pegasus trotted up alongisde them. Janaece held Marissa's waist and hoisted her easily into the saddle. She clasped leather belts that were designed to be pulled across the saddle and strap in an inexperienced rider. "Would you like a saddle-belt? To ensure you don't fall in flight," Janaece explained with a smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Training (ff and heyhihello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 20:38:22</strong>
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				"Alright," Mellisa smiled getting onto the Pegasus, having no idea what would come for her. "Oh no, thanks, I've rode a Pegasus before," she said while stroking the Pegasus's neck. "What's his name?"
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				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 23:59:21</strong>
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				"Alskander," Janaece smiled, " 'Tis an ancient name." She stroked the beast's downy white neck. If the girl had rode a pegasus before, it corroborated Janaece's guess that she was nobility or even royalty. The ranger wondered if Marissa were one of those princesses who, before her betrothal, would go out to seek and ride a unicorn. It was an ancient tradition, probably arising from the face (or at least customary assumption) that unicorns would only suffer virgins to ride them, and thus was a way for a betrothed princess to corroborate per purity.<br><br>She swung herself from the stirrup tot he saddle in front of Marissa, whispering, "Just hold my wasit if you need." She clicked her tongue, and Alskander broke into a gallop parallel to the stream, picking up air under his wings until he could beat them and lift into the air. He banked over the stream water itself, and then rose slowly upward, out from between the treelines flanking the stream.<br><br>Her curiosity overcame her, and when Janaece reached back to lay a hand on the thigh of the girl behidn her, she asked, shouting against the rushing wind, "Was it at your parents' behest you rode a pegasus, fair Marissa? And I'm curious, have you ever ridden a unicorn?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Training (ff and heyhihello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 00:15:13</strong>
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				"Alskander," Mellisa repeated. "It's quite a beautiful name."<br><br>As the Pegasus started galloping, Mellisa quickly grabbed onto the ranger's shirt. Mellisa looked down at the sight uncovering before here. The forest looked beautiful from the air. And, there they were. The guards were quite close to the place from where they had just lifted off from. She stuck her tongue out, giggling at the guards.<br><br>"Well, actually I wanted to see how it felt. I'd always see soldiers and just normal people fly outside my window, and if they could, why not me?" Mellisa shrugged. "No, I haven't had the chance yet, though I probably will soon," the girl smiled, her hair flying gracefully behind her. Mellisa moved her thigh an inch as soon as she felt Janaece's hand on it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Training (ff and heyhihello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 01:01:31</strong>
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				The keen-eyed Janaece caught sight of the men below; she wondered if they were the ones the girl had been concerned about, but being in front of Marissa, she didn't see her stick out her tongue.<br><br>In any case, the ranger smiled with vivid thoughts about this girl...having no true intention of ever bringing her back, but keepign her perhaps forever, she supposed it hardly even mattered whether those were the men. Whatever the girl's circumstances, Janaece intended her to beset her with new ones.<br><br>"Perhaps I can give you the chance then!" Janaece said brightly. She knew from her own experience that engaging in all sorts of explorations with other women would not cause a unicorn to shun her. "I am a holy warrior and a student of the woods, and keep some relation and diplomacy with certain creatures. As must be obvious, I suppose," she patted the pegasus's mane.<br><br>She flew nearly directly upstream, though hudnreds of feet above it, from upstream was the way into the foothills of the mountains.<br><br>The ground climbed a bit in elevation, and they in altitude above it. Eventually, atop a cliff-faced and tree-topped hill with a majestic and strategic advantage of the countryside below, they gained subtle sight of a manmae - or rather elfmade - structure. Though large and elegantly crafted, the home seemed to've grown out of the ground moreso than been built, with trees as pillars, and walls of moss- and vine-greened over gray stones. Many great bay windows with artistic shapes and colors, depicting stained-glass scenes of wildlands and sensual fey creatures. <br><br>"Its elven dwellers centuries ago named it Starymhome," Janaece pointed it out from the air, "But I am proud to call it by own."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Training (ff and heyhihello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 02:56:45</strong>
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				Mellisa's face lit up as she heard that she might even ride on a unicorn today. So much excitement in just one day! Mellisa thought, smiling to herself at the comment that the ranger said. She must have gotten really lucky, finding such a nice, and powerful ranger on this day.<br><br>As the hill came into view, there was a large building on top it. It looked abandoned, but beautiful. The wild life around it had made the building look even more beautiful. Like a piece of art. <br><br>"You- You live here?!" Mellisa gasped out in amazement. "It's, it's beautiful!" The girl looked around as the Pegasus started lowering down bit by bit. "How did you ever get this place?"
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				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 08:55:54</strong>
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				"A natural question with a fascinating answer," Janaece patted the leg of the girl she knew as Marissa. "Centuries ago, these woods hosted more tan ten times as many elves as they do now. This house was a sort of getaway home, or so I gather, from one of the most influential - and apparently wealthy - families of the elven city of Cormanthor, which may be now better known as the ruin of Myth Drannor."<br><br>"When I first stumbled upon Starymhome it was, of course, inhabited, not by elves, but my wild and wicked fey creatures. Worry not, though, fair lady, I took care of them, and have since learned how to command the abjurative wards of the place too. 'Tis about as safe a place as I know."<br><br>The pegasus glided down and came to a trotting landing as he had by the stream. They were in a sort of back yard of the mansion, its gardens stretching between the mansion itself as a running stone veranda which overlooked the cliff itself. Janaece dismounted, helped Marissa down, and then placed a violet-petaled star-shaped flower behind her left ear. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Training (ff and heyhihello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 05:13:49</strong>
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				"That's amazing!" Mellisa exclaimed, watching the mansion as the Pegasus came to a trot. <br><br>Mellisa jumped down from the creature, looking around the garden. It had many columns that were old, cracked and covered with vines flowing upwards to the top. It looked as though when the garden was made, it was beautiful, white as snow and big. The garden was still beautiful but it was more of a wise beauty. <br><br>"So, do you live here all by yourself?"
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				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 07:23:16</strong>
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				Janaece smiled, glad Marissa was impressed by the locale, both out of a desire to impress the girl, and the sheer infectiousness her emotions seemed to have, instilling Janaece with a self-puzzling desire both to please and to dominate her.<br><br>"Guests, to be sure, but as for permanent servants, yes and no," she said, "The elves were well-versed in magic, and created many - aha," she turned as one of the house's several garden-facing back doors opened, "See for yourself."<br><br>The figure which wafted out of the nearest back door was no living person at all, but a shimmery outline of a female elf. "No ghost," Janeace reassured Marissa, "Just a permanent spell effect, like a golem or other construct except weightless, programmed to keep the place up and serve their host, or rather hostess."<br><br>The ethereal elf-servant brought out a silver tray bearing two silver goblets filled with a green-tinted wine scented of honey and mint. Janaece took one and sipped it while offering the other to her gorgeous guest. 
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				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 19:40:32</strong>
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				<em>Servants?</em> Mellisa thought confused. Mellisa quickly turned around as she heard the creaking door opening. <br><br>With a shocking gasp, Mellisa jumped back, thinking it was a ghost. She listened to Janaece's explanation, nodding in appropriate parts. "But... doesn't it get scary? Knowing that there are.. Not exactly people, but creatures always watching you?"<br><br>The 'ghost servant' brought a tray with two glasses on it. "Is this wine?" Melisa asked, taking a little sip of the drink.
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				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 20:30:13</strong>
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				"At first it was unsettling," Janaece admitted, "But they're not really creatures at all....more like distillations of magical energy or force, like an everburning torch would be, and simply in the likeness of female elves. I think of them like the many statues here, except more helpful!"<br><br>She gestured to the garden statuary, each piece a marble elf, some in poses of archery or fencing, others in sensual dancing poses with bits of robe and ribbon flowing from nude marble bodies. <br><br>Taking a deeper drink of her wine, and smiling that Marissa drank too, Janaece slid an arm around the girl's waist. It slid a bit low, nearly cupping a buttock, as if to turn the girl toward the door left open by the ethereal servant. "How do you find the vintage?" she asked. " 'Tis called honeymine, and mint-flavored this particular draught. Like, and oh so sweet." She smiled intently at the girl, as if describing her too. 
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				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 00:09:14</strong>
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				"I can imagine," Mellisa mumbled, taking another glass from the 'ghost,' smiling at it. <br><br>She slowly followed Janaece down the garden, looking at every statue carefully. When they got to a naked women with a flute in her hands, Mellisa quickly turned her head to a different statue. For some reason, nude people had made Mellisa feel uncomfortable. She has thoughts lots of times, why it was like this. The conclusion that Mellisa came with, was that it was all probably because she was still a virgin, which was quite unusual for princesses like herself. <br><br>"Oh, it's fantastical!" Mellisa exclaimed, feeling a little drunken already, taking yet another glass. 
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				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 08:50:52</strong>
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				Janaece smiled gently, and bit her lip to stifle a giggle lest it render Marissa self-conscious, when she noticed the girl's fascinating yet bashfulness at the sensuality of the statues.<br><br>In a manner as familiar as any moment yet, Janaece's arm grew more snug about the girl's waist, the bottom edge of her hand resting upon the upper curve of the girl's far butt cheek through her dress. "The elves are more...carefree in such things," she smiled ,without explicitly saying what things. <br><br>The ranger finished her goblet and let it fall into a loamy flowerbed. Her other hand ,freed, dipped a finger into Marissa's wineglass, and rubbed the moistened tip across the girl's lower lip, tugging it open for just a second. "I have learned to be too. There are subtler arts as divine as the holy magic I wield, fair maid Marissa. Perhaps the goddess who grants me the latter as guided you to be for furtherance of the former."
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				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 22:12:19</strong>
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				Mellisa nodded, throwing the glass away, behind her.<br><br>Goosebumps went through her as Janaece touched her lips with the wine stained finger. Mellisa knew she should be going now, but something made her want to stay. She shook her head, pushing those thoughts aside. Her father would soon search for her, and if he found her here... Janaece would end up in the dungeon.<br><br>"Janaece, this is all amazing, but I've really got to get going now... Will you please take me back to the forest?" Mellisa asked her pleadingly. 
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				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 09:10:22</strong>
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				"Mmm," Janaece nodded, "We did spend almost half our time just flying here, and thus would need the remainder to fly back, to get you back safe within an hour..."<br><br>"...but i don't believe you <em>would</em> be safe there! You were quite clearly on the run. You feared something..." she reached out around the girl's waist, and swept her up into her arms, one arm under her buttocks and the other under her shoulders, carrying her bridal style towards the nearest door of the mansion. "Here you'll need fear or want for nothing ever, dear Marissa...but if you must fear or want something, let it be me!" <br>
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				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 06:56:52</strong>
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				"Yes, and that is why i need to be hea- Whoa!" Mellisa exclaimed as Janaece picked her up, reassuring Mellisa's thoughts that Janaece was very strong.<br><br>"No, no, no, you do not quite understand! I was just waiting for the guards to find me..." Mellisa froze halfway, aware that she had revealed her secret to Janaece. This was bad. Very bad. Mellisa jumped off Janaece's hands, almost losing her balance.
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				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 08:03:30</strong>
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				"A-ha!" Janaece cried. "So the guards - " she gasped and laughed as the girl struggled out of her arms. She changed her mind, at least for the moment, about trying to carry her indoors - perhaps she'd have some fun right out here in the back gardens, upon the grass or flowers, with naked elven girls of marble dancing and casting down their frozen gazes.<br><br>She held one hand against the girl's stomach, as if to press her down against the grass, and then it moved up to cup a breast. Her palm pressed against the young nubile mound, still trying to keep the princess more or less underneath her.<br><br>The strawberry-blonde ranger's other hand clasped Marissa's ankle, then slid upward, underneath that pretty pink skirt.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Training (ff and heyhihello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HeyHiHello</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 22:45:51</strong>
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				"What! Janaece!" Mellisa cried out as Janaece pinned her to the ground. <br><br>"Let me go! I demand it!" Mellisa struggled, screaming for help. She gasped in shock as Janaece slid her hand under her skirt. How dare she?! I trusted her, believed her, and this is what I get! <br><br>"Let me go!" Mellisa screamed at the ranger, trying to hit Janaece.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Training (ff and heyhihello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ff</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 02:12:41</strong>
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				<br>Janaece laughed with a possessive playfulness, throwing a forearm up to catch Marissa's swats off the archery bracer girding her forearm. Her other hand reached up further underneath that pink skirt. She felt soft thighs, and began to knead and massage one lustily. "Relax, my dear sweet Marissa....you know not yet what a beautiful boon our meeting shall prove you to."
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