One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)
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				Title: <strong>One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 03:21:27</strong>
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				The ride in the subway had gone much too fast. She had kinda hoped it would take longer. So she could have mentally prepared a bit more. Andrea bit her lip as the train came to a halt.<br>&nbsp;<br><em>We recommend comfortable, flowing clothes and comfortable soft shoes with a smooth surface of the sole</em>, the leaflet had said. She didn't have those kind of clothes. Comfortable she had enough. But comfortable was jeans and a shirt and a sweater, maybe a vest and sneakers. And that was what she wore. A simple pair of dark blue jeans, a light blue t-shirt with a platypus and a cute joke about it on the print and a black baggy hoodie of unimportant branding. And sneakers. simple white with white laces sneakers. Andrea always wore sneakers.<br>&nbsp;<br>She pushed her silver rimmed glasses up her nose as she climbed the escalator one step at a time even as it moved, a ratty green backpack swung over her shoulder, her ponytail caught between her shoulder and the strap.<br>&nbsp;<br>Andrea was a code monkey or as her resume said a software engineer. Most of her days consisted out of waking up, drinking coffee, going to work, coming home, ordering dinner and slipping online. Today was not most days.<br>&nbsp;<br>Today she was going on somewhat of an adventure. Not quite on her own accord. Oh no. Her sister Taffy had 'ordered' her to do this. And since this year was all about Taffy and her dream wedding with her gorgeous high school sweet heart soon to be doctor fiancé there was little she could have done to refuse.&nbsp; "The Maid of Honor has to dance with the Best Man, Andy..." She had told her. "And you are so <em>not</em> showing me up. You are taking classes."<br>&nbsp;<br>And so, reluctantly, Andy had agreed. Tonight was her first class and she was more than nervous. She had skipped lunch and dinner and felt nauseous already, her hands clammy and her stomach doing flipflops. And the dance studio was still 2 blocks away and not even in sight.....<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 14:07:40</strong>
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				The afternoon had gone much too fast.&nbsp; Even though he had given up the rigours of being a professional dancer several years ago, Drago was kept incredibly busy by his studio.&nbsp; He walked up and down the rows of his students, keeping an eye on every movement of their feet and bodies, occasionally moving them into the correct position without a second thought.&nbsp; He had danced his whole life, so when he grabbed them it wasnt an excuse to touch them - he was merely positioning them as one would position a shopfront mannequin.<br>&nbsp; <br>These students were good, possibly some of his best - and he had been working them hard for the last two hours.&nbsp; They were tiring and he could feel his own body beginning to fatigue.&nbsp; Bitterly he was reminded of his own age, rapidly approaching his 40's and the rows of nameless teens and twenty year olds momentarily depressed him.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>"All right - I will see you in here tomorrow." He said, his voice booming off the walls - still coloured by the accent from his native Romania despite not setting foot there in over 20 years.&nbsp; He could hear across the hall the other class, a latin dance class being taken by the only other instructor he would dare hire - one of his former students who unfortunately had suffered an ankle injury too soon in what was shaping up to be an excellent career. <br><br>He watched the class leave and wandered into his office, changing into a fresh pair of loose black pants as well as an old white T shirt and getting a well earned drink before checking his next class: <em>Private class - Andy</em>.&nbsp; Drago couldnt help but cringe, he really wasnt the biggest fan of private classes with men.&nbsp; He found them mostly immature - the idea of dancing 'girl stuff' and beneath their gender. Nevertheless, a paying client was always a good thing - so he waited for this Andy to arrive, killing time by watching the other class and keeping one eye on the door for him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 15:09:07</strong>
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				A illuminated sign indicated that she had reached her destination. Still she hesitated to go in. A flock of students fluttered out of the building and they looked as if they had had a good time in there. They also looked like they belonged in there.&nbsp; Andy did not. She had issues with being touched. <br>&nbsp;<br>Not in a 'can't ride the subway' fashion, but still. She didn't like the sudden hugs and kisses some of her (non coding) coworker would give unannounced at your birthday. She didn't like sympathetic shoulder pats and least of all she liked it when an overzealous fashion victim tugged the label of her shirt unannounced back into her neck. And she was sure she wouldn't like being held by hand and waist and paraded over a dance floor.<br>&nbsp;<br>She wouldn't have minded so much to do a few awkward steps with Jim, the grooms best friend. She liked the guy and they would have been able to wing it, since Jim knew what he was doing. He and his wife had had classes before their wedding after all. But noooo, Taffy wanted perfection and so she apparently had to become Ginger Rogers. <br>&nbsp;<br>She had agreed on the condition that there wouldn't be any other people. A few private lessons and that would be it. Seeing the people come out, however, she regretted that decision. What had she been thinking ? In a group she could have disappeared in the background. She was very good at slinking into the background.<br>&nbsp;<br>She took a deep breath and straightened her back before she moved inside. Her heart was pounding. The door in the small reception area was slightly ajar and she could hear the sounds of something that sounded vaguely romantic and latinish. As she peeked she could see men and women move. They looked like they were seducing eachother right on the dance floor. Stolen glances, teasing moves. The women spun, stretched their legs, landed on their knees, caressed their partners cheeks. The men had intense, fiery looks in their eyes, walking around their women, hand following their curves but almost never actually touching. They either moved agonizing slow or very fast and none of the pairs seemed to do the same as another, as if each had their own private choreography for seduction. <br>&nbsp;<br>Andy was glued on the spot. She needed, wanted to get out of here. This was so not her thing. But still she couldn't take her eyes of the lover's pairs.<br>&nbsp;<br>The music stopped and a lady shook her head "Renaldo stop maulding your sister as if she were a sack of flour, the rumba is a dance of attraction and repulsion, not of bruising and glaring. If you have a fight, leave it when you step on the floor. This travesty will not get you a place in the finals. Now...once again. Show me the passion."<br>&nbsp;<br>Sister ? Maulding ? Fight ? Ok. That did not at all compute with what Andy had seen. She knew she had poor people skills, but she had been sure the two were lovers and about to jump eachothers bones...well in a matter of speaking, of course. Right. Wrong class. Not her place to be. Heck this whole studio was not her place to be. <br>&nbsp;<br>She turned on her heels and glanced around. Perhaps there was another room ? Perhaps she had just noted down the wrong date ?<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 15:33:45</strong>
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				Drago could hear footsteps as the music stopped and turned around to see a nervous young woman standing in the doorway.&nbsp; His brow creased as he tried to make sense of this - judging by her outfit and the look in her eyes she wasnt a dancer at all, so why on earth was she here?&nbsp; <br><br>He shut the door to the classroom and walked out to meet her, already preparing to send her on her way with a business card and his apologies when he stopped.&nbsp; He remembered the notation in his diary upstairs...Andy...as he looked back at this young woman the pieces finally fell into place and he nodded to himself, reaching out with one hand.<br><br>"Andrea?&nbsp; Excuse me please, I was looking in on the other class.&nbsp; I am Drago, and I will be your teacher for the next few lessons.&nbsp; I understand you are here for some study for a wedding..."&nbsp; His eyes gave her a quick once over and he shook his head, making a disapproving comment in his native language under his breath.&nbsp; "Any specific dances you have been asked to learn?"&nbsp; He led her to the other studio, now completely vacant except for the two of them and showed her the space they would be working in.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 16:09:22</strong>
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				Good.God.<br>&nbsp;<br>Andy was completely startled as the man approached her and it was a good thing that taking a few steps back was the polite thing to do if you had to let someone past otherwise people might have interpreted her motions to be those of a jumpy woman. Not that the were not. But it was embarrassing enough on its own without people catching on.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Hi." She said utterly clumsily, following him around like a lost puppy to the other, smaller studio. The man had more grace in his pinkie finger than she would ever be able to muster. She found that disturbing and worse, rather intimidating. Since the grace didn't seem to diminish his masculinity one bit.<br>&nbsp;<br>Andy wasn't used to these Mui Macho type of guys as she had them neither her work space nor her sparse social circle. Getting to know one was not high on her agenda. Letting him touch her was not even on it. "Nice to meet you, Drago" She uttered bravely with a plastered smile. This was so not going to work. He was the owner...she didn't know much about the dancing world, but she had read the background of the school. This was so far out of her league it wasn't even funny anymore. <br>&nbsp;<br>"Yes...about that...I was under the impression that I would study with..."<br><em>someone far less masculine</em><br>"...one of your associates...a lady, I think....I think you are...." <br><em>far too overwhelming</em> <br>"...far above my level....I..."<br><em>am scared out of my wits now</em><br>"..just need to learn some basic steps for a Waltz....In fact why..."<br><em>don't I just blow the whole thing off and face Taffy's wrath ?"</em><br>"Why don't you send me on my way with a nice instructional DVD. I'll reimburse you for the classes and we'll call it a day, ok ?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 02:30:32</strong>
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				Drago had dealt with countless people like this - 'I have no talent', 'Im clumsy', 'This isnt for me'.&nbsp; It always humoured him that people thought things like that about themselves when they hadnt even begun to try to learn.&nbsp; He just shook his head and said to Andy, "How do you know this is out of your league?&nbsp; I wont train you like I train professionals.&nbsp; You will learn the basic steps from me - and perhaps you might suprise yourself."&nbsp; <br><br>"As for DVDs to learn dance from - forget it.&nbsp; It doesnt come from the mind, its not a matter of just remembering steps and hoping for the best.&nbsp; So your first lesson begins now."&nbsp; He looked her over once more before shaking his head slightly, "If youre preparing for a wedding then you should learn to dance in a similar outfit.&nbsp; If you go through that door there you'll find some costumes that might help."&nbsp; He pointed her in the right direction and said "And also put one of the pairs of heels on - that will definately help a great deal too."<br><br>As she walked away Drago smiled - she was definately nervous, maybe even a little scared and that nervous energy would help.&nbsp; He wondered what this nondescript young woman would look like once she was in a new outfit.&nbsp; He quickly reacquainted himself with the basic waltz steps, and after only a few seconds he sat back on one of the chairs by the studio wall waiting for her.
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				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 04:11:10</strong>
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				Chewing on her inner cheek, a nervous habit, she nodded at the man. <em>But I'm good with matters of the mind. I like studying sequences.</em> The beauty about music was that, on paper it was like math and, like most things, it translated beautifully into algorithms. Dancing was just another procedure. She only wanted to know the basics, no need for fancy or elaborate, just effective and clean. But how on earth was she going to explain this to <em>that</em> man ?<br>&nbsp;<br>Before she had even sorted out her line of thoughts and figured out what to say he had already dismissed her and she found herself halfway to a small dressingroom.&nbsp; On the far end of the room was a steel rack with a myriad of bright colored sequined clothing.&nbsp; Next to is was a cabinet that was divided in small squares with each a pair of male or female dancing shoes in them.<br>&nbsp;<br>The whole side wall was one big mirror, on the opposite the wall was adorned with plaques, trophies, certificates and pictures of beautiful people in even more beautiful poses. As she watched herself go by in the mirror it became even clearer to her she didn't belong here.<br>&nbsp;<br>She took one item after another, one looking more delicate than the other and shook her head "You have got to be kidding me." She said. She was not going to squeeze her body into something so...revealing. The ballroom dresses were less revealing but they were even more exuberant. "There are pairs of leggings and there are some training skirts in the back" A friendly voice said. Apparently she had completely overlooked a young woman that was cleaning her shoes with a brush in a corner. "Standard or Jazz ?" <br>&nbsp;<br>"Excuse me ?" Andy had no idea what she was talking about. <br>"Can't dance in those rubber menace...what class are you in ? Jazz ballet ?"<br>Andrea chuckled "Oh no...I'm in uhm...a tutorial class...with Drago."<br>"Gotcha...you're a what size 7, 7 <span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">1/2 ? ".</span>The girl got up and walked to the cabinet and gave her a pair of open toed silver heels with some kind of suede on the bottom. "Try these, especially if you've never had heels on." She smiled.&nbsp; Andy couldn't help but smile back. "Thanks...a lot."<br>&nbsp;<br>In a very tight pair of black spandex leggings, with a dusty pink open skirt of a similar material wrapped around her hips and flowing behind her, clinging around her calves with each step, Andy wobbled back in on her 3 inch silver heels.<br>&nbsp;<br>Her steps were too big and her feet landed clumsily on the floor. She didn't fall or slip, thank God for small mercies. But as she stepped on the wooden dancefloor the click clack of her heels got louder and noticeable. Her footsteps were too heavy compared to those of other women, she could tell.<br>&nbsp;<br>In her newfound ensemble of tight and loose dancing clothes around her legs and her trusted platypus shirt still on her upper body she looked like the ugly duckling that just gets bigger, not prettier, though the heels, as clumsily as she walked in them, had adjusted her posture nicely, except for her slouching shoulders and her downcast eyes.<br>&nbsp;<br>She fidgetted as she presented herself before Draco and gave him a hopeful glance. "Is this what you had in mind ?" <br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 13:20:07</strong>
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				Drago inwardly cringed as he saw Andrea walk back to the studio - but it was a start.&nbsp; The pinkish outfit really did make her look good, although the steps she was taking in her shoes definately showed she needed some work although she was already correcting herself. <br><br>"I think you will need lessons on how to walk before you need a lesson to dance!" he said then shook his head quickly.&nbsp; He was being a bit too cruel with the girl, after all, she did look like being there was just underneath getting a root canal on her list of things she wanted to do.&nbsp; He walked over to her and said, in a slightly softer tone of voice "You look fine for now.&nbsp; But you must stand up a little straighter - you cant dance a waltz like a hunchback."&nbsp; As if second nature he put one hand on the small of her back and one hand between her shoulder blades, straightening her to her full height.<br><br>"Ah - that looks better." Drago said, slightly shocked by the fact Andrea seemed to have grown an inch or two already.&nbsp; He took a step back but his gaze firmly on her eyes did not falter.&nbsp; "The waltz is the dance you will have to do for the wedding so it is the best place to start."&nbsp; Again, with little time for Andrea to think about the situation he had taken both her hands gently and positioned them, one on his waist and one over his shoulder.&nbsp; <br><br>"Now tell me Andrea, can you count to three?" His eyebrows raised and for the first time ever a smile cracked his frosty exterior, revealing his much hated lines on his forehead and around his eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 14:29:40</strong>
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				Oh great. More mirrors. Why did this place have so many mirrorwalls. She glanced idly to the ceiling and half expected there to be mirrors too. Thank fully, she was wrong.<br>&nbsp;<br>So far, the experience was not great. She felt as if she was back in high school. Where the clothes were never good enough, her ways were never feminine enough and the boys had looked at her with a sneer. Not that anyone in their right mind would call Drago a boy.<br>&nbsp;<br><em>Stand up straighter ? Did my mother call you ?</em>&nbsp; She thought as he repeated the phrase she had heard since she was twelve. And before she could anticipate he already had his hands against the curve of her spine and on her shoulderblades. The touched her. She cringed barely noticeable, then far more noticeable as he pulled her close to him.<br>&nbsp;<br><em>C...can't we do the basic steps...like...solo...first ?</em> She wanted asked, but the look in his eyes was enough to silence her. And so she stood, pressed against him in an awkward position, listening to his stupid question.Andy gave him a slightly defiant look. Could she count to 3. <br><em>I can count to 31 on one hand, can you ?</em><br>&nbsp;<br>Of course by the time the 'defiant look' surfaced it had diminished into a blush and her only answer was a bashful "Yes Sir."
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 15:25:40</strong>
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				Drago couldnt help but smile as he saw the familiar scowl cross her face - he had seen it countless times before with new students.&nbsp; However one thing he noticed that was different about this one was her willingness to let him take control.&nbsp; He had asked her to change and she had done it - she hadnt thought for a moment when he put his hands on her earlier.&nbsp; The thought stuck in his head for a moment but then he shook his head slightly before he began to talk in his most professional voice.<br><br>"Really in order to waltz you just need to remember three basic steps.&nbsp; The great thing about this waltz really is I lead and you follow the direction.&nbsp; Just make your steps the same size as mine and dont fall down - theres really nothing to it other than that."&nbsp; He readjusted her hands, one outstretched and held lightly in his own, the other on his shoulder.&nbsp; He rested his own on her waist and said "Count to three in your own mind - thats as fast as we should be going for each step.&nbsp; So..."<br><br>He moved to his right gracefully, leaving her no option but to follow.&nbsp; Under his breath, he said into her ear "One...two...three."&nbsp; He kept his eyes locked on hers, not even looking down at her feet as they completed the first step.&nbsp; He was hoping she would follow in one movement, but he kept himself ready for anything.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 16:48:14</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">This sounded as if she had to trust him blindly and she didn’t like that thought very much. Since she had no idea where he was going she had little choice but to just wait until he moved and then stumble after him. At first she had hoped it was a sequence with an algorithm that repeated on every first out of three. But nothing of the sorts. The counting may have been the same and the moves seemed to go in a square, but he pulled her with him with his hand in her back and turned her as if she was a ragdoll. And she responded about as elegant…</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">This was highly uncomfortable, he pressed her so tight against him that she could actually feel his hips press against her. With an easy sway he rose and glided down and al she could do was try not to trip with huge eyes, his face so close to hers, his whole body pressed against hers, his grip firm and his posture secure and demanding. </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">When he came to a sudden stop, her face bumped into his chest, which almost knocked off her glasses. She wrinkled her nose and wrestled herself out of his hold to put her frame back on straight and reacted as if she were stung by a bee. Her hands were clammy and she felt tenser than she had felt at her senior prom. “I really don’t think this is going to work…” she muttered and idly wondered if an excuse note from a dance teacher would safe her from Taffy’s disapproving eyes.</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 15:04:20</strong>
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				"Youre too prepared to fail" Drago said impatienly as he slowly brought Andrea through the second and third steps, returning her to almost the same position they started with.&nbsp; "Be lighter on your toes - let me take most of your weight and you can just glide around.&nbsp; In fact, why dont we try this..."<br><br>With that he put his hand lower, at the small of her back.&nbsp; He could feel the shift of her body but chose to ignore it, instead continuing to command her.&nbsp; "Put your hand higher up on my shoulder and let it take your weight - it will help you move easier."&nbsp; He looked down into her eyes - even with the glasses, he could see there was something behind them - a look of terror and trepidation that Drago couldnt understand.<br><br>"Now again - remember to count with me" he said, repeating the one-two-three count to her.&nbsp; As he looked around the room, bringing her back to the start position, he couldnt help but glance off the mirrored wall at her.&nbsp; If it wasnt for the ridiculous T-Shirt she seemed to be clinging to, Andrea would definately be turning the mens heads at the studio.&nbsp; Drago had a momentary thought of her in a vibrant red gown dancing one of the latin dances with him - letting him almost control her every move...<br>Looking down at Andrea as she faltered a little over the steps, Drago couldnt help but wonder if maybe he could get her to that stage.&nbsp; It would be an interesting challenge to set himself. 
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				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 17:16:34</strong>
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				He was very right. She was too prepared to fail. She was also horribly miserable. The heels felt like a strange contraption on her feet, his grip was too tight for comfort and she felt like a moron, stumbling about, to the point where it frustrated her into tears.<br>&nbsp;<br>She could see him look into the mirror over her shoulder and she just knew what he saw was a cluts without talent or grace. Getting repositioned, closer to him, dependant on him, always knocked her breath out of her. While she could feel that it did help, she was not comfortable at all with the feeling of being completely out of control. The moves went smoother, for a while, until she froze completely.<br>&nbsp;<br>"You know what...." She whispered. "Let's call it a day...and i won't waste any more of your time. I am sure you can spend it on people far more deserving and talented and willing to succeed.'
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 11:00:58</strong>
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				Drago looked down as Andrea put herself down again and again.&nbsp; Sighing he shook his head and let his hands relax slightly "No.&nbsp; You are paid for the whole hour and thats how long we'll practice for.&nbsp; Fifteen minutes just isnt enough.&nbsp; But you can have a quick break - you seem to have mastered the basic steps."&nbsp; <br><br>Drago got his water bottle and turned his head to wince slightly, his knee was beginning to ache slightly as it was getting so late in the day so he needed a moment to recuperate.&nbsp; He remembered the look Andrea had when she was watching the latin classes so he opened the studio door and said, "Perhaps you would like another look at the advanced Latin classes?" <br><br>He looked into the other studio, staying mostly quiet except for a moment to look over his shoulder and say "Dont even think about running out the front door - and dont think about taking off those heels or dress either."&nbsp; Drago was inwardly amazed that his voice came across so demanding - but it was for her own good really, she had to learn eventually and it was best to learn in an outfit like the one she was wearing...there was no ulterior motives...he thought.
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				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 11:51:28</strong>
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				<em>Busted</em>.&nbsp; Andy chewed her inner cheek, one shoulder slouching. The tought had crossed her mind, briefly, but was it that obvious ? She had never considered herself to be a very transparent person. But it was the tone of his voice or rather the way it made her feel that amazed her the most.<br>&nbsp;<br>Andy never responded well to authorotive people, her basic reaction was hiding behind her screen, inwardly flipping them off. But she didn't have a screen to duck behind here and more importantly she didn't feel the urge to flip Draco off.&nbsp; There was a prickling tension between her shoulderblades and a strange feeling in her stomach. When she look back up to him, his eyes seemed to bore right into her.<br>&nbsp;<br>For a moment she felt frozen, then she abruptly let go of him, as if stung by a bee. "Watching the other class sounds like a good idea." She murmured and turned on the balls of her feet, then rushed into the hallway. She seemed to have forgotten that her shoes felt awkward on her feet.<br>&nbsp;<br>As she came to a halt a the studio door, she could still feel her blood race. The pairs were still dancing to the same kind of rythm as before. As her eyes fell on the brother and sister, that had been scolded before, she decided that there was no way people that had a fight could gaze at eachother this intensely and that this most certainly was not the kind of look a brother should give his sister. And vice versa. <br>&nbsp;<br>There was nothing obscene or explicit about the way they danced, just this constant tangiable tension that pulsed with the sound of the music. Their moves told a story of seduction, a constant pulling closer, beckoning closer and then keeping distance again. Seeking eye contact with embering glances, only to look away again moments after.<br>&nbsp;<br>Andy was drawn to the sight and pulled into the rythm of the music. She couldn't discover any basic steps in this and little common ground between the three pairs on the floor. Each in their own way they were making love on the dancefloor with as few touches as they could manage.
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 03:57:51</strong>
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				"This is a very advanced class," Drago began softly - his voice barely audible over the beat of the music "but they began one day in a class just like you.&nbsp; They got this good because they know when to have their own ideas, but also when to just let the other person take over."<br><br>Drao watched the couples move and then turned Andrea to face him "You need to have trust to dance this well, total and utter trust in your partner.&nbsp; Thats what you need to do - stop doing it your way and trust your partner and you will find it gets a lot easier."&nbsp; He smiled, and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder before continuing.<br><br>"You can do it.&nbsp; I know you can...trust me, I have seen people who fell over trying to do the first waltz step."&nbsp; He took a long drink of water before realising his hand was still on her shoulder.&nbsp; Drago could almost feel the warmth of her skin through her top and tried to put it out of her mind by looking back into the classroom...but he couldnt.&nbsp; His hand burned from where he had been touching her and already he knew he had to have more.<br><br>"So, ready to try again?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 12:18:40</strong>
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				The spot between her shoulderblades tingled again as she felt his breath touch her skin, close behind her as he whispered in her ear. Every single muscle in her body tensed as he put his hand on her shoulder.<br>&nbsp;<br>The dancers looked like beautiful butterflies and she wasn't even a caterpillar. More like a bumblebee. If she ever would try to dance, perhaps she'd pull it of but the laws of physics would still deem it impossible.<br>&nbsp;<br>Trust me, he had said and she wanted to. But she was afraid. "Can I have a drink first ?" She pointed at his waterbottle, boy her mouth was dry. She idly checked the clock in the classroom. 35 more minutes to go.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 12:36:06</strong>
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				"Of course you can" Drago couldnt help but smile as he returned her to the studio, his touch on her back was light but still steered her through the open door.&nbsp; Shutting it behind him to keep the music from the latin class out he stood in the middle of the room.&nbsp; <br><br>"Theres no one here you can make a fool of yourself in front of - I'm getting paid for this so if you tell me to shut up, I will."&nbsp; He smiled, trying to make her at ease before he dropped his voice a little and said "I assure you, the guys will be more nervous than you are at the wedding anyway and they wont have practiced.&nbsp; Its not many to dance remember?"&nbsp; <br><br>He laughed, a quick booming laugh before he calmed down again and held his arms out in the position, quickly retracing the steps before waiting patiently again...then, as if guided by some intuition he said "Is that a full dress youre wearing?&nbsp; If so - you dont need to have that ridiculous shirt on.&nbsp; It will just get in the way if I decide to do a couple more steps with you."&nbsp; <br><br>Wondering silently if he had crossed a line he waited, aimlessly looking around the room as if trying to convince her he wasnt staring and hoping she hid a decent figure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 17:55:13</strong>
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				Andy was kinda glad she had listened to the girl in the dressing room who had told her that she might as well put on a leotard since it was far more comfortable. Although, next time she should bring her own skirt, since for ballroomclasses, a full dancing outfit was a bit overdone. What she was wearing was actually meant for a jazz ballet class. Still it seemed to be at least far more understated than the lavish costumes in the wardrobe.<br>&nbsp;<br>Most of the Latin dancers in the other class were wearing their own clothes too, she had noticed, but the women wore short, drapy skirts and tanktops with perhaps a vest knotted over their bosom and the men dressed much like Drago, just plain shirt and pants.<br>&nbsp;<br>"It's not a dress, but I can take my shirt off...if you like."<br><em>I can take my shirt off if you like ? </em>Now there was a sentence she hadn't expected to say today or somewhere in the near future.<br>"The girl in the dressingroom told me to wear a leotard.", she explained quickly.<br>&nbsp;<br>Her hands moved underneath the baggy platypus shirt and pulled it over her head. Her glasses bounced a bit as she stretched out, revealing her torso, leaving her completely in a ballerina outfit. But Andy was not the ballerina type by far, her hips were more curvy and she certainly had more cleavage, while she didn't have a huge chest, there was certainly enough to make jumping in a leotard uncomfortable. Her skin was pale and her shoulderblades and collar bones pronounced, so were her hips, which flared out naturally from her rather narrow waist.<br>&nbsp;<br>Of course, as soon as the shirt came off, Andy started to slouch again, visibly uncomfortable.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>22-03-2009, 01:17:37</strong>
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				Drago couldnt help but mutter another elaborate Romanian curse as he looked at Andrea's form - it definately wasnt one of the usual lithe bodies he was used to.&nbsp; Compared to the dancers she was downright voluptuous, and Drago liked it a lot.&nbsp; He watched her slouch again and couldnt help but smile, slowly moving the few feet to her he positioned his hands again - one at the small of her back just above the top of her skirt, the other between her collarbones where the leotard didnt cover and began to straighten her up.<br><br>"I dont care if I haveto do that five times a lesson," he said in a voice that even he could tell was getting a bit deeper and huskier, "you will learn to stand up straight."&nbsp; Lightly his hand on her back moved around until it was cupping against her hip, feeling the warm quivering skin underneath the leotard was beginning to have an effect on his body.&nbsp; He began to thank whatever impulse made him wear briefs that day - still suprised that he was having such a reaction to her.&nbsp; He had taught so many young women how to waltz, but there was something unique about Andrea.&nbsp; Her lack of confidence despite being quite attractive maybe?&nbsp; Or could it be something hidden away further that he was excited to try and discover?<br><br>No matter the answer, he moved his other hand out to take hers.&nbsp; His grip on her hand was soft but firm - he could still move her around any way he wanted to.&nbsp; After seeing Andrea's reaction to the latin class he decided to take a different approach, his hold on her less rigid and a lot lighter.&nbsp; It was as if he was just grazing her body with his hands now instead of locking her in an iron grip - but as he planned the next few moves in his head he couldnt help but smile.&nbsp; <br><br>"Alright, now this time we arent going to stop.&nbsp; We'll keep doing the same basic steps a few times - just keep repeating them.&nbsp; Dont worry about where youre going to go, I'll lead you there.&nbsp; Are you ready?"&nbsp; <br><br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>22-03-2009, 02:58:37</strong>
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				Why was this place suddenly so warm ? Wasn't she supposed to feel cooler with less on ? Andy did catch Drago's glance but misinterpreted it completely. It made her all the more miserable. Her breasts pressed into the leotard, she was very aware of that, she was also aware that she didn't exactly have the built of a dancer.<br>&nbsp;<br>Andy chewed her inner cheek. This time a shiver ran all over her as he touched her bare skin. <em>Get over yourself</em> she warned her own ego. God this man has one gorgeous woman after another in his arms every single day. He's not going to even blink twice at you. Not that she wanted him to. Well, of course it would have been flattering if he did.<br>&nbsp;<br>She looked up at him and suddenly the room was even warmer. She was confused. So confused she hadn't even heard his question, but she was suddenly aware of the fact that he wasn't holding her so tight anymore. God grief, was she that transparent ? From the expecting look on his face she could tell he was waiting for an answer, so she just nodded and hoped she had not made a mistake, wondering what she had just agreed to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>22-03-2009, 06:10:42</strong>
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				Drago began to sweep Andrea around the studio floor again, this time barely touching her form at all and merely guiding her around the steps quickly.&nbsp; "Very good!" he said, letting go of her hand and putting his hand lightly on her shoulder - feeling the mix of her warm skin and the tight leotard strap over the top of it.&nbsp; He quickly stepped back and said "Wait right here" before ducking over to one corner of the studio, putting a CD on.<br><br>Instantly the sound of classical music filled the room, the familiar 3/4 time of the waltz came through.&nbsp; Drago returned to Andrea and said "Now, keep in time with the music" quietly, adjusting his hold on her so she was a lot closer to him.&nbsp; The hand on her back was right at the smoothness of the small of her back, just barely pressing his fingertips against her body.&nbsp; The other remained at her shoulder - enjoying the feel of her skin underneath the outfit she was wearing.<br><br>"Youre a quick learner." Drago whispered under the volume of the music, his voice low as he looked down at her - trying to look through the thick glasses into her eyes.&nbsp; He kept moving her around the studio floor easily, guiding her with just the barest touch of his fingertips "Youre very greaceful" he whispered, trying to keep his mind on the lesson.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>22-03-2009, 15:56:07</strong>
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				The initial steps went perfect. Since she was too bewildered to think at all, she had no difficulties just following his every step. No second guesses, no inhibitions, all she had to do, all she could do, was follow him. She was walking in squares, but going round, go figure that for an angle calculation sequence she thought to herself and then the movements were less fluid, but since he had just let go of her, he hadn't noticed.<br>&nbsp;<br>The music sounded delightfully oldfashioned and while Andy wasn't exactly educated with classical music, she could appreciate it. The sound made her think of ballrooms full of southern belles in their impossible contraptions of dresses, fawning themselves as their corporals and plantation owning heirs bowed to ask them to dance. Like in the old movies. Andy loved old movies.<br>&nbsp;<br>Dragos touch awoke her from her reveries and suddenly she felt as if she was in one of those treacherous corsets, unable to breathe for a moment. With his fingers burning on her skin she took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Since she'd discovered that clearing her mind worked, she tried it again even though her movements were considerably stiffer this time since she couldn't stop thinking of his body and his hands, so close against her. Idly she wondered if Drago had ever been a corporal in his old country. What a silly thought.<br>&nbsp;<br>She hadn't stumbled yet and she was grateful for that, but the he began to whisper in her ear, his breath brushing her earlobe and neck and for a moment her fingers spasmed, digging into him slightly as she tensed.<br>&nbsp;<br><em>He has to say these things. They are motivationals. He gets paid to encourage you. He does it hundreds of times a day. You're just another puppy that rolled over on time. This is your ginger snap.</em><br>&nbsp;<br>She immediately took a step in the complete opposite direction as he was leading her and bumped her head against his shoulder.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Sorry" she muttered as she stopped, rather than correct herself and go on. She was close to tears and shook her head. <em>You're screwing up big time here. Cut your losses and go home before you embarrass yourself even more. </em>As he looked back up to him her eyes were redrimmed and she looked utterly lost.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 01:26:07</strong>
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				As Andrea took a wrong step and her head made contact with his chest, Drago had to take a quick breath.&nbsp; He looked down and smiled, still holding her steady and making sure she was alright before he began to speak.&nbsp; "Youve lasted a lot longer than all the other students - but still, there is a kind of punishment for messing up a step that badly."&nbsp; <br><br>He ignored the teary look in her eyes - they still had around 20 minutes of this lesson left and she wouldnt leave until it was over.&nbsp; Without another seconds hesitation he took the shoulder of her leotard and pushed it quickly down until one whole shoulder and arm of Andrea's was exposed to him.&nbsp; "I guarantee - you wont make another mistake too quickly.&nbsp; Now, return to the first position and try again."&nbsp; His fingertips pressed against her skin softly and Drago couldnt help but close his eyes at the feel of it.&nbsp; She was hiding a lot away, if she had confidence in herself she would be absolutely irresistable.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm going to try something a little different this time Andrea, do you trust me?"&nbsp; He asked as he swept her across the floor in a slightly more open waltz, turning her around the studio as if they were in the middle of a ballroom competition.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 20:34:48</strong>
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				It was a bit odd, the notion that her danceteacher was undressing her. Even if it was a quite innocent gesture, she still watched him closely. Should she say something about this ? Turn on her heels and go and press charges ? Was this acceptable in this world ? Was he taking advantage of her ? And then a whole different question. Did she really mind that much ?<br>&nbsp;<br>Andy blushed in all shades of red, the color and the head seeped from her cheeks right down to her cleavage. As she looked up at him, he had his eyes closed. Did she annoy him so much he couldn't bare to look at her ? That thought hurt. More than her feet were beginning to hurt even.<br>&nbsp;<br>The moment she wanted to confirm she trusted him, even though she wasn't sure she was trusting anyone in this room right now, not him nor herself, he already started to move, swirling her around like a whirling dervish. Andy let out a school girl's squeal and held on tight to him, her eyes wide and panicked, but somehow she managed not to trip or lose balance. "Stop it....please..." She whimpered, afraid to fall and drag him down with her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 03:27:51</strong>
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				Drago began to slow down as the piece came to its conclusion, trying desperately to ignore the losing battle Andrea was having with her leotard.&nbsp; Finally, as the final flourish came over the CD player he quickly brought his weight down, forcing her to bend her back and executing a textbook dip.&nbsp; He lowered her until her hair brushed the floor and then lifted her back up, slowing the tempo until the music and their feet stopped.<br><br>He felt his breathing was a little harder than usual and cursed his age mentally, and looked down into Andrea's face.&nbsp; "Magnificent!" he commented, stepping back and admiring her form.&nbsp; Even though she was only very slightly undressed, the sight of the bare shoulder and the flushed skin did make his hands shake slightly.&nbsp; He hooked them into his pockets before continuing to talk.<br><br>"I dont have a class coming in for a small while so if you want we can go over time...maybe learn a new dance or a new step or two?&nbsp; After all - there will be more than one dance at the wedding."&nbsp; Drago pulled out his water bottle and took a long long sip of it, then picked up Andrea's and brought it over to her.&nbsp; He wanted her to be comfortable, no matter what happened next.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 08:22:49</strong>
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				During the whirling around the floor, Andy had absolutely no chance to do anything but try to keep up, locked in his iron grip. The song was relatively slow but there came no end to the steps and moves he made her do with her upper body.<br>&nbsp;<br>She was very aware of the fact that her leotard, with the strap hanging limp and useless was starting to sag. The show of the top of her left breasts and the beginning of where they parted was not even close to indecent but still already more than she was used to showing on a summers day.<br>&nbsp;<br>She didn't notice the fact that her hairclip gave until she heard the metal clang on the floor, only seconds later she half stood, half lied in his arms, only managing to keep her balance with his support, her hair sweeping over the wooden dancefloor.<br>&nbsp;<br>The stretchy material of the leotard crept even lower. And she was out of breath as he put her back on her feet her first impulse of course was to pull the top back up, but she didn't adjust the strap, somehow she didn't dare to correct his 'punishment'. Which was moronic enough on its own.<br>&nbsp;<br>Not as moronic as the schoolgirl blush that blossomed again as he suggested she'd stay. He was asking her to stay... To avoid looking at him she concentrated on drinking, losing a small trickle of water that slowly made its way down her cheek to the tip of her chin.<br>&nbsp;<br>"I really should go home..." She muttered a weak protest. "I think I'm all waltzed out for this week. But my next hour is on Tuesday, right ?" She noticed she had started to ramble. She had to get out of that studio, away from this man. And then she'd have five days to assemble enough courage to face him again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 10:40:56</strong>
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				As Drago lifted Andrea back up he realised her hair clip was lying on the floor of the studio, and his mouth opened at the sight of her.&nbsp; Her hair was cascading down over her shoulders - her BARE shoulders - and she was looking amazing.&nbsp; He kept his hands on her, keeping her in the same position and not letting her go as the next song came on, much slower and easier to dance to.<br><br>He didnt even try to make the correct steps this time, just moving her effortlessly and slowly, their bodies moving back and forth in time with the music.&nbsp; "We wouldnt have to waltz" he said quietly, "I noticed you were paying close attention to the Latin class - perhaps we could do something basic in that style."<br><br>Honestly - Drago didnt want her to go.&nbsp; The softness of her skin, the irresistable look of the top half down, the top of her chest exposed were all having an effect on him.&nbsp; He held her closer, making sure she got her breath back and feeling her heaving chest against his with each breath.&nbsp; "Im sure theres more I can teach you" he said quietly, one hand lightly on her exposed shoulder now, fighting the urge to push the other strap off.&nbsp; He hoped she made another mistake.&nbsp; Badly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 19:37:29</strong>
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				<em>Good grief. He is actually hitting on me.....</em><br>&nbsp;<br>Was she imagining things ? Was this wishful thinking ? Was it only in her mind ? Did she even really want this ?&nbsp; One look in his deep blue eyes and she was lost. Completely. These kind of things didn't happen to girls like her. She had been thoroughly convinced of that since she was 13.<br>&nbsp;<br>And if she didn't imagine, what were his intentions ? Perhaps he was just humoring her, perhaps that is what dance teachers did, keep their female clientele feel good about themselves and perhaps some hanky panky on the side ? She finally realized she was just staring. She had stopped moving minutes ago, her body still pressed close to his. The skin on her shoulder still basked in the memory of his touch. <br>&nbsp;<br>Oh, she was sure there was a thing or two he could show her, probably once or twice around the moon and back. What to do now ? Ignore it ? Play along to see how far it would go ? Play coy ? She didn't even know how. How to do either of these things. Her last disastrous date was 2.5 years ago and that had been a blind date with one of Taffy's coworkers.<br>&nbsp;<br>"I really think I should leave now..." She whispered as she lowered her eyes and turned to walk to the dressing room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 12:30:51</strong>
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				As she turned to walk away Drago grabbed her from behind and held her in front of the full length mirror, easily locking his arms around her so she couldnt move.&nbsp; "Just look at yourself" he whispered, pointing over her shoulder at her reflection "From the shy and scared person who walked in to this woman in one hour only.&nbsp; You could set every man in the latin class on fire."&nbsp; <br><br>He smiled and began to lift her bare arm up slowly, then ran his hand all the way along it from wrist to shoulder.&nbsp; He pressed his body close to hers, so close that his breath ran down her neck.&nbsp; "You could do so well if you just took one deep breath and forgot all about your own disbelief" he said softly into Andreas ear as his hand moved over to her other shoulder and hooked a finger under the strap holding the leotard up.&nbsp; His finger brushed her warm skin as he whispered, so close his lips were practically touching her ear "You could do so very...very well."&nbsp; <br><br>A moment later Drago began to push the strap down Andrea's arm.&nbsp; His other arm was tight around her waist so she couldnt move.&nbsp; The thoughts were racing through his head about this beautiful young woman...he hadnt done this in a very long time, but equally, not many people like her wandered into his studio every day.&nbsp; He knew his next class wasnt for at least another half hour, and that would be plenty of time to see what would happen next.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 22:39:04</strong>
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				<em>Let me go you cr....</em> <em>oh who am I kidding ? </em><br>&nbsp;<br>Breathlessly she leaned against him. She needed to kick and scream, threaten him with harassment law suits. But nothing could have been further from her mind than that. <br>&nbsp;<br>She didn't see a beautiful woman. She herself in a ridiculously tight outfit, with her hair messy on her shoulders, her chest heaving an her nipples showing almost obscenely on too high heeled glittering shoes.<br>&nbsp;<br>She also saw his ice blue eyes, which took her breath away. No man had ever looked at her with that kind of glance, so hungry, so primal. She felt flattered but even more so intimidated and started to hyperventilate, unable to avert her eyes from the mirror, locked into his gaze.<br>&nbsp;<br>As he started to lift her hand and stroke her lower arm she shivered and finally closed her eyes, a soft groan escaped from her lips.<br>&nbsp;<br>His whispered words, his breath on her skin, his soft caresses, Andy felt hypnotized, knowing very well what she should do, but unable to do so, not even wanting to do so. In stead she rested her head back against his shoulder and bit her lower lip.<br><br>She was half aware of the music in the other room, her heartbeat pounding in her throat as she whispered back, softly "Show me the steps, please, Drago. I want to move the way you want me to move."
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>30-03-2009, 02:15:11</strong>
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				Drago eased the other strap down and left it hanging loose, the top of Andrea's leotard now just clinging to the swell of her breasts, more of her chest becoming exposed with each breath she took.&nbsp; When he heard her groan a smile crossed his features, he knew she was feeling exactly as she was now.<br><br>"Lets begin this simply" he whispered over the music, tracing his hands all the way down her sides until he was holding her hips.&nbsp; "Just move them in time with the music..." he began to push her hips softly to the beat of the music, ignoring how easy it would be to just push the tiny skirt off her body entirely.&nbsp; His lips pressed almost to her ear and he whispered once more as his hands stayed against her skin "Dont worry, I'll make sure you move the right way."&nbsp; <br><br>His hands began to move up and down her sides, trying to keep in time with the music as his hands pushed up until they were level with her breasts, which from where he was looking were absolutely spectacular, then back down to her waist.&nbsp; "Move with the music" he whispered, "let it consume you.&nbsp; You saw the people upstairs - you know what this dance is about.&nbsp; No one can see you but me, and I believe you are beautiful.&nbsp; Nothing to worry about."<br><br>His voice almost caught in his throat as his hands traced in slow circles over Andrea's skin.&nbsp; Drago gritted his teeth for a split second and tried desperately to focus on the music but knew it was all but a lost cause, there was only one thing he was focusing on right now and it was the beautiful woman in front of him who was slowly but surely beginning to lose her inhibitions as well as her clothes.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 22:30:50</strong>
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				His hands, his warm, wandering, surprisingly soft, surprisingly rough, big, demanding hands. There was nothing else she could think about, his touch was so intense all of a sudden she even forgot how to breathe for a moment <br><br>"Drago..." She whispered hoarsely, but the she couldn't remember what she wanted to tell him. Her hips were moving in slow gyrating moves, enough to make her legs go back and forth. 2...3..4...2...3...4... The rhythm was so different than that of the waltz, even the beat felt indecent to her and slowly she lost herself in the moves, in the music, in his eyes, in his hold.<br><br>As she stepped away from his body two hands slid down her upper arms and took her wrists, instinctively she turned around, one hand caressing the side of his face, looking deep into his eyes and then turned away again to his side. He led her around him, moving in circles and even if the moves were still relatively innocent, these touches were far more passionate than any real love making Andy had ever experienced. As she walked away he pulled her back again, twirling her so that she ended wrapped in his arm, against his chest.<br><br>In a moment of weakness he glanced sideways, looking completely lost, licking her lips. She couldn't explain why she hadn't repressed the urge later on, but at that moment it felt so right. She pressed her lips against his and closed her eyes and hoped to God that she wasn't making a fool of herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>03-04-2009, 14:11:27</strong>
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				She was beginning to move on her own...Drago smiled as she began to slowly gyrate her body in time with the latin beat flooding out of the room next door.&nbsp; He began to move his hands away from her hips, letting her dance to her own rhythm...her leotard was slipping with every single movement she was making and she didnt seem to mind much.&nbsp; Drago bit the inside of his cheek, trying to keep his own movements steady and his eyes not on her glorious breasts becoming more and more exposed.<br><br>But then she turned around and for a split second he wondered if she was going to slap him across the face...then he felt her push against his chest and kiss him full on the lips.&nbsp; Drago's suprise was only momentary, and then he began to kiss her back - his slightly rough lips pressing hard against Andrea's soft plump ones.&nbsp; His hand ran along her bare shoulder and cupped her cheek lightly, his thumb brushing her face gently.&nbsp; His other hand was down around the smooth skin of her thigh before he lifted it up, pushing her leg up around his waist.&nbsp; Her small skirt was now riding well up on her legs, showing off more and more of her figure.<br><br>Drago let out a curse in Romanian before he let his hand sweep under the edge of her skirt, tracing the beautiful curves underneath.&nbsp; "You are beautiful" he finally whispered, his voice rough and soft in her ear before giving her some steps "Dont put any weight on your leg...let me support it.&nbsp; Just drag it behind you as we move.&nbsp; Let me lead you."&nbsp; He kissed under her ear roughly before he pressed her against his body and began to move around the studio floor.&nbsp; <br><br>He kept their upper bodies apart, the tension already almost unbearable but with her leg wrapped tightly around his waist, the contact there was just about driving him insane.&nbsp; His free hand rested on her back, slipping the leotard even lower with every movement.&nbsp; He was sure by now that she wouldnt mind, in fact she might even begin to enjoy baring herself in the literal sense for him.&nbsp; His eyes though locked on hers, even through the glasses they were beautiful - in fact the glasses maybe even heightened their appearance.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 07:36:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Andy's dark eyes locked with his like a mouse does when it encounters a snake, wide and bewildered and unable to look away even while it knows that will be its downfall. She swallowed. <br><br>Her hips were tightly joined with his and even though they were both relatively fully clothed, the thin layers of cloth did nod make the touch any less intense. She literally depended on him completely, her knee wrapped around his waist, her 'standing leg' pressed against his right leg and all the pressure of her weight resting against his lower body.<br><br>All the weight of his eyes rested in hers though, seemingly looking right through her, boring into her soul. She opened her tingling lips as he dragged her along the floor, but no sound came out. Was there even still music coming from the other studio ? All she heard was heartbeats and breathing and she couldn't distinguish which were whose.<br><br>The leotard now rested at the swell of her breasts, right above her nipples, the flimsy skirt pushed aside by his hand. He was so warm against her body, but his eyes, his ice cold blue eyes, they were burning as they looked at her and she still couldn't bear to look away.<br><br>"Please..." She whispered and hoped that he understood what she was asking, because by the time the word echoed away she didn't know what she was pleading for.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 13:30:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drago slowly wheeled around the floor, manipulating Andrea's body so that below her waist was pressing against him with every step.&nbsp; It wasnt exactly Latin - but he didnt exactly care at this moment.&nbsp; His hand held stready underneath the edge of her skirt as he began to lift her leg higher, feeling it curl tightly around his body.&nbsp; When finally Andrea spoke and he heard her pleading.&nbsp; It made Drago smile to hear the word escape her lips...now he was definately going to have fun.<br><br>The music had stopped and he heard the other class leaving - he knew that left him around 20 minutes before he had to take the next class.&nbsp; He wasnt afraid of anyone walking in so he pushed his hand higher, cupping the suprisingly firm curve of her backside.&nbsp; "Please?" he repeated softly, brushing her gently and feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin material.&nbsp; "Please what, Andrea?"&nbsp; His voice was lower and thicker now, more of his native accent slipping through the more he touched.&nbsp; <br><br>He looked into her eyes and kissed her firmly on the mouth, supporting Andrea's whole weight with both hands carefully he bent her backwards in a sort of dip.&nbsp; As he did, in a movement he had perfected with one of his favourite students years ago, he pushed the leotard down with the hand on her back.&nbsp; As he lifted her up, the material slipped down all the way to her stomach.&nbsp; <br><br>Drago let his gaze wander over her carefully, his eyes only showing awe at her hidden beauty now on show for him.&nbsp; A muttered curse later and his lips were crushing Andrea's once more, pressing her against him tightly.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 15:57:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know.' She whispered truthfully. Robbed from any coherent thought as he stroking her back and her buttocks.<br><br>Andy bit her lip, hissing her breath in as he completely exposed her upper body, she had left her bra in the dressing room, so her breasts swayed slightly as he moved her. her first instinct was to hold them. Too late she realized it looked as if she was offering them to him.<br><br>'This is not about dancing anymore, is it ?" she whispered close to his face, the confusing readable in her features. She had never experienced something like this before. Her head was spinning, her pulse was racing and here she was, half naked in the arms of a man she had met a bit over an hour ago.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 16:13:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drago set Andrea's leg down and put both hands on her bare shoulders, tilting her head up and looking right into her eyes.&nbsp; "Havent you seen yourself the last hour?&nbsp; When you walked into the building you were so scared and nervous you almost walked out again.&nbsp; Look at yourself now!&nbsp; Youve been gliding around on the floor like you have done for years.&nbsp; Look at yourself!"&nbsp; Drago gradually got louder until he finally spun her around so she was looking into her own reflection in the mirrored wall of the studio.&nbsp; His hand cupped her cheek and the other began to creep lower than her shoulder before he continued, a lot softer into her ear.<br><br>"Yes - I admit I am enjoying teaching you this.&nbsp; But I could think of no better way to show you how beautiful you are.&nbsp; Now YOU can own the floor if you wanted to.&nbsp; You could twist your partners thoughts until they solely rest on what YOU wanted to do.&nbsp; Of course...if youd rather I still lead, I would be more than willing to."&nbsp; <br><br>Softly, with the two of them still gazing at the reflection on the wall, Drago lowered his hand to cup one full breast.&nbsp; He inhaled sharply at the feel of the beautiful globe of flesh under his hand and he gently kneaded it, his strong fingers tensing then relaxing in a steady rhythm before he continued whispering into Andrea's ear.&nbsp; "Now be honest.&nbsp; You definately are enjoying this."&nbsp; Without waiting for a reply he circled her nipple with the tip of his thumb, making sure his arm was wrapped around her so she was still pinned against his body.&nbsp; It felt so good against him he was hesitant to even think of letting her go now.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 17:43:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She froze a bit in his hold and shook her head as she watched herself, scantly dressed, her hair loose, her breasts naked and out in the open, her body pressed against the warm body of a perfect stranger.<br><br>Her cheeks were flustered and all she could do was nod to his words. God yes, she enjoyed this, but that woman in the mirror was not her. In fact it was as far from herself as she had ever been.<br><br>She shook her head. "You don't understand..." She whispered hoarsely, but then he started to move around her nipple, she squirmed in his hold. "Stop..." She whispered desperately<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>15-04-2009, 15:35:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He could hear the hesitation and fear creep into her voice and tried to soothe it by placing a series of quick but soft kisses along the graceful curve of Andrea's neck and shoulder.&nbsp; His breathing by now was beginning to get ragged and the hardness in his trousers was almost too much for him to bear - but he forced himself to focus on the woman in front of him.&nbsp; His hand roamed across her breasts slowly, tracing the gentle slopes and hard peaks in the centre of each.&nbsp; <br><br>"Andrea...do you really want me to stop now?" he asked, although to him the question was all but hypothetical.&nbsp; She was clearly enjoying herself, he had to tighten his grip on her or otherwise she would by now have fallen to the floor.&nbsp; Making sure she couldnt move he smiled and whispered "Just imagine the rhythm of that dance again and the way you moved your hips."<br><br>As if to remind her he softly pressed his forward and brushed his throbbing bulge against the firm curve of her backside, at the same time his hand slipping lower from her chest to snag the edge of the flimsy skirt and began to tug it down lower.&nbsp; It was barely a scrap around her waist so one or two good pulls would get it out of the way.&nbsp; "Oh Andrea" he whispered once more, taking a second to tease her earlobe with his lips as he tightened his grip on her skirt.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>16-04-2009, 23:09:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Andy closed her eyes and groaned softly as he started to kiss her shoulder and neck so gently. She felt his arousal, and by now he should be aware of hers.<br><br>"No..." She whispered softly "I don't really want you to stop, but that is exactly why we should" She was melting under his touches, losing all sense of propriety and reality. "If we go on..." She started to tremble as he pressed his erection against her and began to move real slow to a fictional rhythm, toying with the thin skirt, her leotard rolled down.<br><br>Her hands moved to his wrists, and she knew she had moved them there to stop them, but they kept on moving until her skirt fell to the floor in a thin layer of light weight fabric, most of her leotard half way her thighs and the top of her legging clinging narrowly to her hips.<br><br>"I'm not the kind of woman you are used to." She confessed. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>23-04-2009, 14:05:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drago nodded at Andrea's whispered confession but continued to move her body steadily in time with the rhythm in their heads.&nbsp; He watched her skirt drop and then, as if all part of his plan ran his hands all way down along her body.&nbsp; He traced down past her breasts and over her stomach...enjoying looking at the anticipation on Andrea's face in the mirror in front of them.&nbsp; But instead of dipping his hands into her leotard - admittedly something he was yearning for - he took her hands and quickly held them together in one of his own.&nbsp; <br><br>He locked both her hands together in his firm grip and then continued to cover the back of her exposed neck with hard and quick kisses.&nbsp; Finally, when there wasnt a bit of her skin he hadnt kissed there yet he finally whispered into her ear "Have you ever though that maybe thats the reason why Im so attracted to you?"&nbsp; <br><br>Drago thrusted his hips forward gently, the bulge in his trousers hitting the smooth curve of Andrea's backside, making him inhale sharply through gritted teeth.&nbsp; He kissed all the way up to Andrea's earlobe while his free hand rested against her hip.&nbsp; His fingers moved in slow steady circles, almost in time with their movements, gradually beginning to move lower as her rhythm got quicker.&nbsp; The more she danced - the more reward she would get.&nbsp; <br>Simple.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>27-04-2009, 00:16:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Simple. Could it all be this simple ? Just giving into the temptation of having this man she had met a bit over an hour ago touching her like this ? Knowing this was only the start ? Just let him ? Encourage him ?<br><br></em>She could clearly see the both of them in the mirror, moving continuously. He found her attractive. <br><br><em>Was she just an easy prey to him ? Why didn't she care whether that was true or not ?</em> <br>Andy's hips gyrated against his, her face moving sideways, watching him. She kissed his chin, wanting to use her hands to guide his, but his tight grip made that impossible. All she could do was circle and move and press herself against him. Her buttocks against his groin, her front hips against his hand. She started to breath erratically and whimpered "Please, Drago...stop teasing me like this...tell me what you want...show me..." <br><br>Once she had said it out loud her breath got caught in her throat and her heart skipped a beat. The sound still rang in her ears as she realized she had said it out loud.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>28-04-2009, 13:16:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drago didnt answer Andrea, instead just letting his hand slip a little lower as she picked up the pace a little.&nbsp; Finally he touched the loose material of her leotard, bunched up just underneath her belly button.&nbsp; He smiled and began to toy with her skin just a little more, pressing himself harder against her backside, his length resting between her cheeks before he kissed across the top of her ear and whispered softly.<br><br>"I want you Andrea."&nbsp; And as if to prove it, he slipped his hand into her leotard, tracing softly down toward her core with the tips of his fingers.&nbsp; He let her hands go now - he knew she wasnt going to leave - and cupped one breast in his strong grip.&nbsp; <br><br>The feel of her hard nipple and the trembling skin under his other hand began to send Drago almost over the limit of his control and his thrusts got a bit harder against Andrea's body.&nbsp; He growled a curse under his breath in Romanian but left his hand just above her soft mound.&nbsp; He was a teasing person naturally, and his time with Andrea would be no different.&nbsp; She would learn to love it if she didnt already.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>01-05-2009, 16:45:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The tension was absolutely killing her. Thoughts of propriety and 'should' were lewdly thrown aside as she slowly slipped down the road he was leading her along. There was no going back. She realized that and the most scary part was that she didn't want him to stop. She closed her eyes and gently lead his hand back up her leotard to the rim of the legging she was wearing underneath and guided him down. <br>&nbsp;<br>The sensation of the slight pressure of both of their hands underneath the tight spandex was indiscribable. Andy hissed her breath in as she guided him down further, over the soft next of curls down to the core of her feminity. It was already warm and welcomingly moist.<br>&nbsp;<br>With another hiss she pressed her back against his chest, lifting one arm to touch his neck and hair as her hips began to move. Images started to flash in front of her eyes.<br>&nbsp;<br>Images of her, completely undressed, pressed against the mirrored wall, her cheek flat against the cold glass and Drago pushing up behind her as her irregular breath painted fog patterns on the wall, her hands flat and spread wide.<br>&nbsp;<br>Of her back pressed against the cold mirrors, her legs wrapped around his hips as he kissed her breasts, his hands against the wall and only the mirror and his hips to support her.<br>&nbsp;<br>Of her body flat on her back on the dancefloor, her hair tousled, pushed ahead with every single thrust of his body until they had gone over every single wooden tile.<br>&nbsp;<br>The heat flashed up to her cheeks and she screamed desperately, both of her hands going to his hips as she stood on her tiptoes. <br>&nbsp;<br>"Now Drago....I will burst if it doesn't happen now.....please..." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>04-05-2009, 13:58:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That was all Drago needed to hear...truth be told, he was almost at that point himself.&nbsp; Spinning her around with an easy movement of his arms he lowered his head and kissed her hard on the lips.&nbsp; His mouth crushed hers, lips parted slightly as his hand pressed against her moist core.&nbsp; The spandex of her leotard made it impossible to slip his fingers inside her, so he contented himself with rubbing up and down quickly, groaning against her mouth at the feel of her folds already slick under his touch.&nbsp; <br><br>He could feel her trembling and hear her begging in his ear as his hand moved quicker, trying desperately to slip inside her...the leotard was just too tight.&nbsp; "Damn thing" he growled and with his free hand grabbed the spandex, tearing it down her legs quickly and freeing her.&nbsp; Drago let his eyes wander all over her before he slowly pushed Andrea back into the mirror, kissing her deeply, his knee between her legs and his strong thigh pressed softly against her very centre.<br><br>"Right now...?" Drago whispered, taking Andreas hands and letting them rest against his chest.&nbsp; Even though it might have looked like he was letting her have her fun -Drago would still control the pace and where she could touch.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>12-05-2009, 22:07:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Andy gasped, the cold glass against her bare back, his warm body pressed against her chest. She gave him a lost look with her dark eyes.<br><br><em>What the hell am I doing ? </em>She asked herself and that was about the last coherent thought she had. She was only vaguely aware of him undressing her completely. "Now..." She demanded very unlike her usual self, her hands instinctively went to his belt and the top of his pants, opening them impatiently, tugging at his underwear.<br><br>"Now.....please...." She whimpered desperately, rubbing herself over his elevated knee, squirming against the mirror, against him. Her breasts swayed slightly as she moved. "Drago...now..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>22-05-2009, 13:47:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drago couldnt wait any longer, and Andrea's brushing of his length through his briefs finally brought him to the point of no return.&nbsp; &nbsp;He held her steadily against the mirrored wall, kissing her hungrily on the mouth, both hands clawing at her hair - the curls around his fingers.&nbsp; Drago gasped into the kiss at the feel of the silken locks and almost instinctively pulled softly before pressing his hardness against her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Andrea" he groaned as his mouth parted from hers, the sound of her name enough music in his ears now.&nbsp; Finally, with one deft movement of his hips, he slid his whole length inside her - the feel of her enveloping him making his eyes widen and another foreign profanity to escape his lips.&nbsp; She felt so perfect...so warm and tight around him that Drago couldnt believe it.&nbsp; He pushed himself in again and this time used more of his body weight, watching as Andrea was held steady between the wall and his body.&nbsp; His eyes locked on hers before he kissed between her collarbones, letting himself stay deep inside her for a moment before beginning to move slowly again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>30-05-2009, 13:21:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Andy drowned in his eyes, leaning her head back against the mirror, gasping out as he pressed in to her, filling her so completely. His hips pushed her body up, but at the same time gravity tried to ground her again, she was close to suspended by his hardness, only the tips of her toes touched the floor. <br><br>The sensation was almost too much, it made her body ripple and it took her breath away. This was more than just necking gotten out of hand. He had taken complete possession of her. His body close against her and his manhood buried deep inside her. His hard chest muscles held her in check, his musky scent filled her nostrils and his mind piercing eyes hypnotized her. <br><br>Andy had heard before that for people the world stopped turning at moments as these. She had always dismissed that as an exaggeration, but now she felt it. Her heart had stopped beating and the world didn't move at all for a moment that seemed to last for hours.<br><br>As he started to move again inside her, unlocking his gaze, kissing her neck, the whole world seem to collide around her, pulling her down in an all devouring avalanche. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tight for the ride wherein she lost herself. <br><br>Her breasts bounced against his chest, her inner muscles squeezed him tightly, as if they never wanted to let go of him again.<br><br>Nothing existed anymore, not his body, not hers. There was no dance room, not even a universe, only the rhythm of his hips, and the sensation of being filled, a tinge, a fire right where they joined, that seemed to spread all over her body and would soon swallow her whole.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-07-2009, 14:55:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dragos fingers dug in deeper, knuckles and fingertips turning white as they grasped her skin in handfuls to make sure Andrea couldnt slip.&nbsp; She was held fast in his grip and definately wasnt going anywhere now but judging from the way she had lifted herself up to kiss him - it&nbsp; seemed as though she didnt want to go either.<br><br>Drago suppressed the smile that was forming on his face and let one hand snake up her back to curl through her hair softly, as the other supported her weight.&nbsp; His thrusts were harder now, hearing the soft sound of her body against the mirror behind her.&nbsp; As he looked over her shoulder he could see her muscles tensing and relaxing in time with his movements inside her.&nbsp; He pressed his lips to her ear and breathed a steady stream of his native language into her ear - even if they were unfamiliar to her he was sure that she would get the meaning of them by the way he was groaning each word.<br><br>He finally took her earlobe between his teeth and bit down hard, flicking the small bud of skin with the tip of his tongue as he used his whole force in the quick movements inside her body, pressing his chest to hers harder, feeling her ample chest crushed against his was enough for him to close his eyes momentarily and desperately try to think&nbsp; of anything to stave off his climax - it had been far too long between women who had excited him this much, and Drago was going to enjoy every moment of it. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One step forward, two steps back  (BaronS and blue rose)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blue rose</strong> on <strong>02-08-2009, 20:04:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Andy didn't understand a single syllable of what he was whispering in her ear but his low voice rumbled so close to her ear, in such a sensual tone that their meaning could not be mistaken. And so she just nodded, as his whispers became a distant mantra in the same rhythm of his hips, her heart, her blood, her breathing until there was a burst of silence, a blinding white light behind her eyes and then an explosion of her coherent thoughts into a million colorful sparks.<br>&nbsp;<br>Her body bucked with no control against him, she dug her nails into his back and held onto him for dear life as she screamed his name in a high pitched voice, her inner muscles close to biting on his invading hardness, so hot, so close around him and he could feel how her juices flowed freely as her body started to sag against him.
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