It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception
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				Title: <strong>It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 20:46:37</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u">Wedding Reception</span></div><br><div align="center">(http://www.marquee-hire.info/photo-gallery-images/red-white-wedding-marquee.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 20:46:47</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u">Wedding Cakes</span></span></div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u">Marguerite Cake</span></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://community.theknot.com/cs/ks/photos/weddingdetails/images/1837777/349x340.aspx)</div><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u">Silver Cake</span></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2418/2395300783_3a2f5be291.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 20:46:57</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u">Table Settings</span></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://www.oldenglishcrackers.com/wedding/images/wedding31.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 20:47:04</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u">Food</span></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://www.c-penterprises.com/images/wedding$20buffet.jpg)<br><br>(http://www.areyoubeingservedcatering.com/Pictures/wedding_buffet.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 20:47:11</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u">Bar</span></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://www.capabilityevents.co.uk/images/CNV00009large.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 20:47:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u">Head Table</span></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://www.boarsheadinn.com/event/weddings/images/red_table2.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 21:44:44</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 20pt;" class="bbc_size">Welcome and Enjoy The Reception!</span><div align="center"></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 21:56:40</strong>
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				Outside the reception hall, the replica 1930's Mercedes (http://www.channel4.com/4car/media/100-greatest/03-large/76-mercedes-540k-roadster.jpg) rolled into a parking spot, the sharply-dressed (http://www.weblite.com.au/template/files/4393/Jordan.JPG) Loki Caprion and his beautiful little date, Dis (http://s292.photobucket.com/albums/mm18/undisclosedtoyou/?action=view&amp;current=thedress.jpg), contained inside.&nbsp; He gave a wink to her as he took his cane from the back seat.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Gotta have this," he chuckles, "has my liquor stash inside."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 22:04:37</strong>
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				Smiling up at Loki, Dis eyes the cane.<br><br>"Where does the liquor go?&nbsp; and why would you need to hide it?&nbsp; This is&nbsp; &nbsp;marguerite/Silver E-marriege, I would expect there to be lots and lots of liquor."<br><br>Laughing she waited for Loki to open her door for her.&nbsp; She usually was the sort of women who would open the door for the man, but this was a special accasion, and sinse she was with Loki, she thought it might be nice to have a day where she was treated like a lady.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 22:11:11</strong>
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				Loki didn't get out of the car, just yet; they seemed to be a bit early. He held up the cane to unscrew the top, letting her whiff the Irish Mist he'd filled the tube with. "I'm not hiding it, m'dear. Just making sure it's always handy!"<br>&nbsp;<br>He leaned over with a wink, stealing a kiss from her. "Do you think we should go in, yet? The brides haven't arrived."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 22:41:31</strong>
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				It seemed that most of the guest and the brides had made a quick detour before getting to the reception and Josietta and Dawg were the first to arrive.&nbsp; He waived to Loki and Dis as they sat in their car, <strong>"Looks like they are going for the pre-booze kick before coming in,"</strong> he commented to Josietta and smiled.&nbsp; <br><br><br>He walked with her around the tent taking in the many sites, the luscious and well stocked desert table, the gorgeous cakes, one for each of them and the beautiful table setting, it was apparent that the happy couple spared nothing to make sure it was a night to remeber. Leading her up to the head table he found their seats and made sure everything was in order.<br><br><strong>"What would you like to drink?"</strong> he asked before heading over to the bar.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 22:54:29</strong>
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				She looked to the two in the car and giggled at Dawg's words thinking that booze probably isn't all Loki is wanting from the charming Disc. She smiled back to the handsome guy who's arm she held close to and glanced around at the tented reception area. It was beautiful and Josi was almost breathless at it all. She moved with him through the tables, one by one and glanced to each name tag as they passed until he motioned to their seat where she deposited her basket and her handbag. She smiled to him once more.<br><br><strong>"A dirty martini, please.. with 3 olives."</strong><br><br>She waited for him to leave for the bar and then started walking around herself. The place settings on each table were beyond words. It was all so elegant, not that it should surprise her where the brides tastes were concerned. She stopped to look at the cakes and noted how each fit the others personality and smiled. They did look delicious. The swish of her dress was heard as she moved along the padded flooring, her heels not making much noise. She almost missed the click clack noises they made. She tugged her wrap up around her arms a bit more and pushed back a stray lock of hair as it blew in the breeze that past through the tent. She looked around to the buffet table and her eyes widened in surprise at the amount of food and good food at that. She smiled to herself taking in a deep breath letting it out slowly, content in her place here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 22:55:57</strong>
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				Trip walked in as well looking around.&nbsp; She was here by herself as her darling husband was off busy with other things at the moment.&nbsp; She made a mental note to maybe bring home some food but for now she was intent on enjoying her.<br><br>She walked over to the bar, her hips swaying as she approached.&nbsp; She smiled and leaned against the bar to talk to the bar tender.&nbsp; "Could I get a Long Island Ice Tea please?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 23:02:52</strong>
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				Giggling, dis could smell the liqour, and she smiles in delight.&nbsp; Not only was the smell quit interesting but it smelled heavenly as well.&nbsp; It smelled almost as good as the kiss Loki had given her tasted.<br><br>"Well seeing as more and more people are entering the reception, maybe we should to."<br><br>One of her hands where resting lightly on Loki's thigh, and the other held her Sparkling Tarracotta clutch.&nbsp; She really wanted to smoke, but she knew Loki disaproved of smoking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 23:07:57</strong>
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				Loki reached over to toy with Dis' hair, watching as a few folks slipped inside, already.&nbsp; He gave a wave to Josi, of course.&nbsp; "I think you're right, I suppose."<br><br>He glanced back over at his date, curious. "Something wrong, m'dear? You seem a little troubled."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 23:12:02</strong>
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				Loving when people played with her hair her smile gets wider and she giggles nervously.<br><br>"Troubled?&nbsp; mmm not really."&nbsp; She didn't want him to know that she craved a ciggy right now.&nbsp; But it was getting more and more tempting.<br><br>"Well it's just that I really want to...smoke right now.&nbsp; But I know how much you dislike it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 23:15:47</strong>
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				He chuckled at that, leaning in to give her another little kiss. "It's a special occasion, and it's not as if I own you, dear! Just crack the window, first."<br><br>Loki got a bit of that mischievous smile, again, as his kisses went down to her neck. "I'm sure I'll forget all about it, later."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 23:23:11</strong>
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				Getting distracted by his kisses, dis just plants tiny soft kisses on his lips.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well it seems like I just got in the mood for something else all together."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 23:26:15</strong>
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				Loki grinned at that, but pulled away with some reluctance.&nbsp; He let his fingers caress the back of her neck and shoulders. "Go on and get a smoke before we go in, dear. I'd hate for you to be craving <em>two</em> things all night."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 23:32:34</strong>
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				oooohhhh but right now I'm only craving one thing.<br><br>*Pouting, Dis lets out a sigh, and lets herself out of the car.&nbsp; Pulling out her cigg case, and a lighter, she takes one out and lights up.&nbsp; Inhaling deeply she lets out a sigh of releaf, and closes her eyes.*<br><br>Thanks Loki for understanding.&nbsp; And I brought mints, so that I don't taste like an ash tray.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 23:36:30</strong>
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				Dawg went to the bar and ordered a Dirty Martini with three olives and a green fairy for himself, thought he would change things up a bit from his normal scotch.&nbsp; As he turned he saw Josietta walking along through the tent and he just stood and watched her for a bit.&nbsp; He was reminded of a princess gliding through the hall of a gallant pageant at her palace making sure everything was in order for her guest’s arrival.<br><br>Her red dress fit her perfect and showed of her well toned body, the body that she worked so hard to shape and form through many hours of pain working with her trainer, but tonight it showed that all the work was worth it as her wrap around her and flicked back her hair.&nbsp; He pictured that maybe he was in a dream to see such beauty on such a happy occasion.&nbsp; He made his way through the tables back over to her and snuck up behind her as she was looking at the cakes.&nbsp; Reaching around her from one side he presented her drink to her and leaning over her shoulder on the other side, <strong>“They are splendorous are they not, they both did a very nice job of representing their unique personalities.&nbsp; I’m afraid I need to leave for a bit but will be around later.”</strong>&nbsp; He kissed her cheek, <strong>“Try not to have too much fun before I return, I would had for all your fun to be gone before I return.&nbsp; I will be back as soon as I can, forgive me.”</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 23:46:36</strong>
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				Loki just smiled to Dis, actually watching her as she smoked.&nbsp; True, he did abhor the habit, but far be it from he to shun a lovely lady for her desires. "Craving one thing, eh?" he chuckles, "I'm glad you asked me to be your date, then. As shy and conservative as I am, compared to most men around here, I was afraid I'd be pushed into the position of spectator."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 00:02:13</strong>
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				The polished black Daimler with the tinted windows pulled up before the open gates. The guests knew they would miss the ceremony, but they made sure to arrive in good time for the reception. Neroon got out first, dashing in his morning suit (http://www.suitsmen.co.uk/suit-images/zoom/boys-morning-suit---tailcoat-1.jpg), and went around to open the other door and give his date a hand out, with a slightly mischievous smile.<br><br>Lilias accepted the offered hand, her embroidered sari (http://product-image.tradeindia.com/00210997/b/Georgette-Bridal-Saree.jpg) still feeling overwhelmingly luxurious, if slightly alien on her. She draped the loose end over one arm, rested the other on Neroon's, and together they made their way towards the marquee.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 00:08:21</strong>
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				Neroon pulled at the collar of his shirt, a little uncomfortable in a morning suit and led his partner-in-crime to the reception proper.&nbsp; He looked around trying to locate the bar and grinned.<br><br>"Shall we get drinks, Agapi mou?" He asked, adding, "I wonder if they've got a decent ale."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 00:14:07</strong>
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				Marguerite watched the reception from the window of the house where Silver and her were staying for a bit. She continued to paw through the dresses to wear for the reception but it was their wedding reception. Besides, she wanted her friends of Elliquiy and guests who came with her friends to enjoy themselves at the reception. If she was truthful, she enjoyed to see them hammered and having a ball no matter if he or she made a fool of themselves. "Just a few more and then I will be out there," she whispered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 00:18:59</strong>
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				'Showoff!' chuckled Lilias, pausing to straighten his tie with a fingertip. Then she resumed their sedate walk, the heavily decorated hem of her sari sweeping the path. <br><br>'Given how picky you are, you might not find something <em>decent</em>,' she went on indulgently; she didn't care for ale herself. 'But there is at least something that we can both enjoy, without it getting to our heads so early. So... Romulan ale to start the evening?' she grinned.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 00:29:47</strong>
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				At that comment, Neroon guffawed.&nbsp; "Romulan ale indeed!&nbsp; Let's see, something blue and fizzy then."<br><br>"Fair enough then," he said before ambling off to the bar.&nbsp; After a bit of muttering with the barman, he returned to Lilias, bearing two tall glasses filled with a blue sparkling beverage.&nbsp; "I think it's more of an indecent ale, in that it's actually curacao and lemonade, but I think it'll do."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 00:33:59</strong>
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				She chuckled at his disgruntlement, then clinked glasses with him. 'Grumpy git... look at the bright side. You may not need to drive later, but we wouldn't want you to go to sleep in the back seat of the limo, would we? Cheers!'
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 00:38:17</strong>
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				<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Craving one thing, eh?" </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <br><br>His chuckle sent shivers down her spine.<br><br>&nbsp;<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'm glad you asked me to be your date, then. As shy and conservative as I am, compared to most men around here, I was afraid I'd be pushed into the position of spectator."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Putting out her ciggerrette.&nbsp; leans down and looks into the car.&nbsp; Ooooh well I'm glad I asked you to.&nbsp; Cause a loki that's just a spectator is not a good thing."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 00:40:16</strong>
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				Loki watched as Lilias and her date entered, not recognizing him immediately. "Hmm... I didn't know she'd be along, too..."<br><br>He smiled back to Dis, resting a hand on her thigh as she had with him. "Do you want to go in, yet?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 00:45:40</strong>
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				"Who said anything about having a nap on the way back?"&nbsp; Neroon replied to Lilias, his eyes twinkling mischievously.&nbsp; "You know I never go to sleep on the job."&nbsp; He took a long swig of the drink and laughed. "Cheers yourself."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 00:54:12</strong>
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				'On the job, eh?' she pouted behind her glass, then took another swig. 'And here I thought that it's a job only if you get paid for it!' She shook her head in mock exasperation. 'Granny was right; a man who doesn't have to pay you doesn't get to appreciate you...'
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 01:01:34</strong>
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				Smiling, Di slooks over at Loki.<br><br>"Sure, lets head in now than."<br><br>Walking over to Loki's side she opens his door for him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 01:04:59</strong>
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				Neroon rolled his eyes as he finished the drink and forebore from commenting on Lil's granny's wisdom.&nbsp; Instead he made a quick trip to the bar returning with a Glenlivet and he shrugged.<br><br>"Well, job might not be the right word, but we don't have to go into the ins and ous of it right here do we?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 01:10:29</strong>
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				Lilias couldn't help chuckling. They'd had that conversation before, and this time it was easier to refrain from making any comment about the absence of horses to be scared. 'Well no, not here and now... but since the point keeps coming up, we'd better handle it properly. At the appropriate time, of course.'
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 01:13:34</strong>
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				Loki couldn't help but laugh as the door was opened for him, stepping out to tuck his cane under his shoulder, then take Dis on his other arm.&nbsp; He leaned in for one last kiss; longer, this time. "Mmm... let's go, then."<br><br>A smile never leaving his face for a moment, he slips into the reception area.&nbsp; He gives a warm wave to Lilias, which was really more of a raising of his cane in a bit of a salute to his dear friend. "Didn't expect to see you here, m'dear."
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 01:16:51</strong>
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				Lilias grinned at the newcomers. 'You know me, dear, party girl and all... I'd hug you, but you look too dapper to be rumpled!' Then she looked between the couple and her date. 'You haven't met, have you? This is Neroon, these are Dis and Loki... all part of the bridal party!'
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 01:19:45</strong>
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				Loki smiles with a bow to Neroon, having to release Dis to do so, though reluctantly. "A pleasure to meet you, sir! And as for you, Lilias, don't be silly!"<br><br>He minds his cane as he pulls Lilias into a hug, not seeming to mind whatever effect such a thing may have on his suit; it was a rental, anyway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 01:21:54</strong>
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				"Well, I'm sure that you'll have a good handle on it."&nbsp; Neroon smirked taking a swig of his whisky.&nbsp; And then he turned to the two who had just joined them and smiled, nodding his head in greeting. "A pleasure to meet you both.&nbsp; However, the hour creeps on."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 01:22:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Walkign intot he reception on Loki's arm, Dis looks around at all the beautiful decorations.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Wow, this is gorgouse!</em> <br><br>Spotting the cakes her grin become a huge smile, like a kid in a candy store.<br><br>"Lokiiii look at those cakes!&nbsp; Don't they look delicious?!"<br><br>Coming out of the trance the cakes had put on her, she realizes her date had left to talk to someone else.&nbsp; Walkigna way she goes and looks at all the table settings.&nbsp; <br><br><em>How very very pretty!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 01:26:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Loki nods to Neroon, smiling. "Ah, I understand, don't let me keep you!&nbsp; Dis and I were... just..."<br><br>He looks around, noticing his little accompaniment for the night had just started to wander off.&nbsp; He flushes with embarrassment, tipping his non-existent hat once to the couple. "I don't think she can hear us, for she is entranced by the cake... please excuse me..."<br><br>And Loki took off after Dis, trying to keep up with her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lilias</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 01:28:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lilias hugged Loki back, the heavy free end of her sari falling over his shoulder for a moment, before pulling back. 'Now, don't let your date get jealous, or wander away... The place is full of opportunity, or will be!'<br><br>Turning to Neroon, she scrunched up her face a little. 'It's a Daimler, not a pumpkin coach; it will come in time. But you look like you need some away time. Let's go, then.'
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neroon</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 01:34:31</strong>
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				"Not so much away time as having to cope with the demands of work."&nbsp; Neroon sighed ruefully.&nbsp; He chuckled at the pumpkin reference and finished off the Glenlivet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 01:38:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Reaching out to touch a the petals of a red rose, she smiles delightedly.&nbsp; She loved beautiful things.&nbsp; Seeing Loki come after her she turns to him with a smile.<br><br>"You didn't need to come after me, I was just looking around a bit."<br><br>Looking back at the flowers.<br><br>"Aren't they just perfect?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 01:41:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"This is a remarkable reception," he smiles as he admires the scenery with Dis.<br><br>"I'm really glad I could have been a part of all this.&nbsp; To think, when I'd first seen Marguerite all those weeks ago, I was so scared of her... and now here I am, her... groomsman? That still feels strange to say..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 02:37:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Josietta had stood there for some time admiring the cakes and she had thoughts of slipping a rose petal from one but something about a ghostly feeling of her Mistress smacking at her hand caused her pause. She felt Dawg's presence as he moved up behind her. A smile crossed her lips and she took the offered drink in hand and nodded. <br><strong><br>"Yes they are beautiful. Very enticing."</strong><br><br>She heard his apologies and she understood he was a very busy man, but she would be there for a bit and would wait for him. She smiled to him and closed her eyes at the simple kiss upon her soft cheek. Her dark eyelashes fluttered open to look up to him with a soft reply.<br><br><strong>"There is naught to forgive, sweetheart. I will be here upon your return. Do not fret. Be careful."</strong><br><br>She kissed his cheek and smiled before she turned to watch him head off. Sipping at the dirty colored drink she let the flavors of vermouth and olive juice coat her tongue before she glanced around to the others present. One delicately manicured hand swirled her olives around in the glass before she lifted it up to pull one into her mouth. The salty almost sour flavor hit her senses immediately and left cause to sip again. <br><br>The swish of her red gown was heard again as she made her way across the tent, passing by the cakes toward the buffet table. She thought if she was to drink tonight, she would need food in her stomach to prevent any embarrassing moments arising. She was sure to sing if there was a karaoke machine nearby especially after 3 or 4 martini's.&nbsp; She giggled a little to herself remembering the last wedding she was at. Josi was always a very affectionate girl and alcohol just enhanced that feature. She talked a lot and flirted a lot more. She always had to touch someone in some way, to feel them, whether it was just an arm, a shoulder, or to hug them, that sensation to do so was always there while inebriated. <br><br>As the music played she swayed a bit in time to it, filling up a small platter with cheeses and shrimp, a few strawberries and a little crusty bread with some sauce or dip on it that she had no clue of what it could be. She took her platter and a napkin and made her way around, moving along and smiling to those who would look her way.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 02:38:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would imagine it would be strange.&nbsp; But itl's wonderful at the same time."<br><br>Turning to face him, Dis smiles up at him and than turns away.&nbsp; <br><br>"I can't wait to see what the lovely brides will be wearing.&nbsp; Probably something stunning."<br><br>The moment was soft and peaceful, right before the whole crowd has arrived.&nbsp; The perfect time to get to know her date better.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 02:55:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, I'm sure they'll be wearing something... interesting, at the very least," he chuckled.<br><br>"Though I do wonder where I'm to be seated. This wedding seems to be quite different from any other I've been to. No best man or maid of honor..." He paused.<br><br>"... that doesn't make me the best man, does it?"<br><br>He flushed a little, but looked down to Dis.&nbsp; He let his arm slip around her waist and squeeze her gently. "Regardless, you look magnificent, tonight, dear. It's an honor to have you as a date."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 03:17:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Two dresses had been picked out but only one would be worn this evening at least. The change for her had already taken place hoping that Marguerite would like it. Her bottom lip was bitten down upon slightly just waiting quietly knowing that it wouldn't be a matter of time before they needed to show themselves once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 03:32:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marguerite stepped out of her room having given Silver time to get herself ready and to prepare herself. Already, she had seen people enjoying themselves and she was glad to see that. Turning herself in the mirror, she smiled at herself happy with the black corset dress. She paired it with black ankle pumps, diamond necklace and a silver clutch bag (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkh2X0RMc3RqM0JHTmlzWHluYTYzMXcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg) in honor of her lovely new wife. Walking out of the room, she made sure her new hairstyle (http://www.hji.co.uk/hjimages/images/qhs170/hji/medium/2006-mid-length-curls.jpg) kept itself up having added to the ozone layer with the whole bottle of hairspray. Knocking on the door, she waited to see Silver, asking through the door, "Are you ready, lovely?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 03:43:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The knock upon the door and then the words of her wife were heard, a quiet yes was spoken waiting for that door to open up. She saw what Marguerite had slipped into and then suddenly felt so very over dressed.<br><br>In the middle of the room she stood with her hair taken down from the style it had been in earlier. Another strapless, slim A-line gown with corset closure was upon her form in the lovely shade of silver still. (http://www.maggiesottero.com/dress.aspx?pageSize=96&amp;page=2&amp;style=J1148) The back of the own dress was simple but stunning within it's own right, perhaps it spoke more of her personality more than anything else. Earrings, a necklace and bracelet to match were all there yet those hadn't changed from one dress to the other. <br><br><em>"You look beautiful..,"</em> Silver breathed watching Marguerite walk in with all of the confidence in the whole world. This union alone proved that opposites did indeed attract to one another wither people wanted to admit such a thing or not. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 03:56:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling, Marguerite stepped back and waited to see Silver in her new dress. Wow. She felt like she underdressed next to her lovely new bride. Walking into the room, she walked around Silver and whistled as she saw the beautiful back of the gown. "It is stunning, you are stunning in it, Silver," she answered, itching to see how fast she could untie the back of the corset but she stopped herself. <br><br>The guests were waiting, wondering if they were thinking the two were starting their honeymoond earliy. Well, seeing Silver in this dress she was tempted to do away with showing up and showing Silver how much she cared for her in private. Still, it was a rude gesture to do that to people who cared about them and arrived to the wedding to see them take their vows. <br><br>"Are you ready, lovely?," she asked as she held out a hand to her. Smiling, she crossed one leg over the other as she waited for her lovely blushing bride. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 04:03:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mmmm she thought about hsi question for a moment.<br><br>"Well since you where in the wedding party, I would assume you would be seated at the high table.&nbsp; And well since that's the case I wouldn't be seated next to you would I?&nbsp; And no I don't think that makes you the best man."<br><br>Grinning at that she moves closer to Loki,<br><br>"Well thank you hun, you look quite dashing tonight to.&nbsp; It is a deep pleasure to be on your arm tonight."&nbsp; <br><br>Turning him around she Dis plants a passionate kiss on his mouth and than humming she turns back to the table.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 04:04:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Thank You.."</em>, was whispered in reply to the lovely comments given to how she looked in the new dress. Half tempted she was to stay behind and just talk to her other half but things needed to be done before anything could be done in private, yet then again there were private corners were a few touches could take place without any really seeing them.<br><br>A hand was offered out to her and taken up it was without a moment to waste. <em>"Wait.."</em>, she whispered softly before stepping forward and pressing her lips against Marguerite's own. A few moments were lost before finally pulling herself back suddenly aching for a thing which couldn't be done until after everyone had left or at least was buzzed out of their minds. <em>"Alright now let's go.."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 04:08:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Loki was very surprised by that kiss, but he wrapped his arms around Dis to return it with equal fire, after he'd gotten just what she was doing.&nbsp; He looked a bit dizzy, falling silent and standing mutely with his arm around his date, looking at the table without really seeing it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WyldRanger</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 04:27:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Xana slips into the reception quietly and waves to the happy couple. "Congratulations!"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 04:35:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Waiting for Silver, she thought she might ask her a question but when she received a kiss, Marguerite returned the kiss. Mmm, a surprise from her wife and she enjoyed it, hoping Silver would continue to do this throughout the reception. Smirking, she stroked Silver's cheek before she turned to lead her out of the house and towards the reception. While Silver might be coy and serene, Marguerite knew there was a tempting tigress beneath her dress. Marguerite could not wait to see it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 04:41:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hand in hand the pair appeared at the reception. Silver never knew what she was nervous almost all of the time but for the time being it began to fade into the background for just a bit of time. Her mind was upon other things thanks in part to damp underwear but certain things couldn't be done about it right at that very moment.<br><br>A sly smile was given to Marguerite before reaching out and groping a breast very quickly so that no one could see. There were so many layers to her that others didn't see, and this one of being hot and bother was going to come out in one way or another before the night was over. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 04:43:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Silver and Marguerite appear before the crowd, Loki releases Dis so he could begin to applaud for the newlyweds.&nbsp; His liquor-cane tucked firmly under his arm as he does so.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 04:45:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling to herself, she felt like she had accomplished something worth while.&nbsp; She wanted to make this night a great night for him, and she would be damned if it weren't.<br><br>"Now my very handsom date, lets dance?"<br><br>Softly swaying my hips to the tune of the music, I move so my body is pressed against Lokies.<br><br>She was distracted by the newlyweds entering.&nbsp; Smiling she claps her hands, and whistles.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 04:47:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Josietta turned from the bar and looked to watch everyone entering and mingling. She got her martini refilled and nibbled on her small platter of food goodness. Moving onward to her table, she slid past the surrounding tables with ease, avoiding chairs and such along the way. Upon finding said seat she settled in, crossing her legs accordingly. There was no slit needed in her dress (http://image.lightinthebox.com/images/v/200708/168395542246b9801975ad5.jpg) as the fabric stretched well and moved with her as she shifted into position. <br><br>She glanced up to see the couple enter and stood up applauding with the rest of the group. She gave them each a warm smile and waited for them to enter fully and the crowd to die down. Surely there was going to be something said. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WyldRanger</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 04:57:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Xana sat at a corner table and watched the progression of the reception with a smile upon his lips. He was happy that they were happy, and that's all that mattered.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:00:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Having her breast groped, Marguerite chuckled and winked at Silver. Oh, she was going to get hers and when she did, Marguerite bet on her enjoying it all the more. "Wait, till I get you alone," she said beneath her breath as the two entered into the reception. She smiled to see everyone from the wedding and even a few new faces at the reception, one of which was the lovely Xana. <br><br>Stepping back a few steps, she held out Silver's arm and presented her first, "The lovely Miss Silver also known as Mrs. Miss Marguerite's Wife," she answered, smiling at how presenting her new wife would be but she wanted everyone to know Silver was her E-wife and would cherish the lovely being. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WyldRanger</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:02:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Xana sat at his table and clapped enthusatically for the lovely Silver, with a smile spread across his face.<br>He took in the rest of the reception and wondered just what might transpire during the rest of the evening.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:05:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A blush creep upon her cheeks as she was presented before everyone who had gathered. Dealt with were the claps and smiling, this was not her element at all. Always quiet save for behind closed doors and only very few knew about that.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:06:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the applause died down, Loki slipped around behind Dis to wrap his arms around her, holding her close to him as he swayed a bit to the ambient music.&nbsp; He leaned down to whisper close against her ear. "Now, what were you saying?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:09:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling with his arms around her.<br><br>"I was saying why don't we dance.&nbsp; I would love to be able to move around the dance floor with you in my arms.&nbsp; So that everyone could see just how handsome my date it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:13:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Loki turns her to face him, smiling down at her. My, she was much shorter than him, wasn't she?<br><br>"The Brides will probably have the first dance, though again... this isn't a normal wedding by <strong>any </strong>means.&nbsp; Though I'm quite glad I remembered a few things from my high school days about dancing... musical theatre can teach some useful life skills, I suppose."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>consortium11</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:13:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh, this was going to be awkward.<br><br>Consortium pulled up outside the reception in the classic Aston Martin DB5 (http://www.nakedcleaner.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/WindowsLiveWriter/ThenamesMartinAstonMartin_119B/astonmartindb5frontside61.jpg), parking up and making his move inside.<br><br>Just in time for the happy couple to be introduced and presented.<br><br>Normally Consortium wouldn't have particularly worried... he'd have wandered through anyway, seemingly happily oblivious... maybe even stealing the show. But not here, not this day. No, this day was the happy couples and he didn't want to take that from them.<br><br><span style="font-size: 0.7em;" class="bbc_size">(and Marguerite may chop his bollocks off if he upstaged them)</span><br><br>No, instead he made his way in from the back of the room, applauding at the right moments, smile still etched on his charming lips and quickly made his way to the bar. If nothing else, Consortium intended to fully test out the caterers.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:20:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=31771.msg1694571#msg1694571">Quote from: Loki Caprion on 05-03-2009, 05:13:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"The Brides will probably have the first dance, though again... this isn't a normal wedding by <strong>any </strong>means.&nbsp; Though I'm quite glad I remembered a few things from my high school days about dancing... musical theatre can teach some useful life skills, I suppose."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Laughing, Dis looks up at him and winks.<br><br>"Well than if not dance, lets grab something to eat and than get a cocktail?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:23:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marguerite wondered if Consort enjoyed his balls on him because right now, he looked close to losing them. Good thing he made the grand gesture to keep his presence under the radar. Smirking, she shook her head in amusement at Consort though she did enjoy his own way of coming right into the reception. She could not wait to see him dance after seeing the video of him. Damn, made her wonder if it was true about the way a person danced in bed correlated with how he or she were in bed. With Consort, she might let Silver take a crack at him. "Now, lets fucking party!," she cried out, yelling and clicking her tongue. Of course she would do the yelling thing, she was half-Mexican after all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:29:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Loki laughed at Marguerite's behavior, winking to Dis. "See? Not a normal wedding at all. I think dancing would work, now."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>consortium11</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:43:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Consortium smiled as he recieved one of those trademark smirks. He'd got a couple of those in his day, but each was like a little ray of sunshine, a Disney movie where the clouds parted, the birds sang and rabbits and other such cute animals frolicked.<br><br>And speaking of cute things frolicking...<br><br>He raised his drink in appreaciation, a Talisker 18 year old single malt (http://www.thewhiskyexchange.com/P-4840.aspx), voted the best single malt in the world a few years back. The finer things my friends, the finer things make life worth living. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:45:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was a little put off by the fact that Loki wasn't paying any heed to what she was saying, but deciding to ignore it for a moment, she smiles again.<br><br>"Alright we can always eat later."<br><br>Walking close to him she lets him lead her onto the dance floor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:46:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A few people began to dance and others were around just drinking for the time being. Silver didn't know what to do with herself so she headed towards the bar pondering getting a drink of her own.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:53:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Loki seemed to be somewhat "out of it" tonight, and blinked a bit at his own ineptitude. He held Dis close, leaning down to whisper something into her ear, then takes her into a little slow dancing, hoping that will clear his thoughts. <br><br>"Sorry, Dis," he smiles, but looks a little pained, "kinda haunted by something, suddenly..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>consortium11</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 05:56:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Silver approached the bar, Consortium raised his glass in appreciation, nodding a welcome and sliding over to her (an art he had far too much practice at... contrasted by the fact he had just as much practice at sliding off the bar), and gently kissing her cheek.<br><br><strong>"Congratulations my dear. You look staggering."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:01:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The young woman just sat watching for the time being, sipping on her second martini and having finished her small plate of appetizers and such. She pushed back a soft fallen lock and curled it behind one ear, she didn't expect her hair to stay in place all night, but it was doing an okay job so far. She bounced one foot off her knee as she sat cross legged. She loved watching the various reactions to people and what they were doing with each other. She did listen for the sound of that motorcycle a few times and stirred around her martini, holding it with one hand and stirring with the olives with the other. Her lips were lightly glossed as she pressed them to the rim, leaving a small red imprint in their wake. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:02:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A blush was given to Consort's words and light kiss to her cheek. <em>"Thank You Sir.."</em> was whispered softly before getting a drink. <em>"How are you doing..?"</em> she asked before looking around slowly and catching sight of Josietta.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:06:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marguerite walked around, waving and smiling at the guests and friends. Smiling, she eyed Josi at the bar, settling on the bar stool next to her. "How are you my darling, kissling? I saw you were enjoying yourself with Dawg, very good," she whispered into her ear as she reached over to hold her hand. She looked over to the bartender and asked for a patron to start her off with. Again as a Mexican she loved Tequila but she knew how to handle herself when she consumed a few drinks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>consortium11</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:09:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Consortium grinned, the smile breaking across his face, adding a boyish tone to his features.<br><br>"I'm just happy to see you so happy."<br><br>Yeah... he used that line.<br><br>What's worse?<br><br>He meant it... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:10:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=31771.msg1694648#msg1694648">Quote from: Loki Caprion on 05-03-2009, 05:53:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Sorry, Dis, kinda haunted by something, suddenly..."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>She lets him lead her into a dance, but grimaces at the haunted comment.<br><br>"Oh well I'm sorry that tonights not going well for you."<br><br>In fact she was a little insulted that in her company he would have other things plague his mind.&nbsp; It seemed like on every date she went on she was never enough to make someone happy.&nbsp; But this wasn't his problem in the least.&nbsp; No he had problems of his own and didn't need to hear hers.<br><br>"Well if your not feeling well maybe we should go have a seat.&nbsp; I could get you something to eat, and you can relax."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:12:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked to Miss Mar and smiled. She looked over the lovely woman and gave her hand a squeeze. Her fingers slightly chilly as she held the newly married woman's own hand. She licked her lips and swirled her drink some more, stirring the two remaining olives around the glass. <br><br><strong>"You are gorgeous, Mistress Mar, as is your beautiful wife. You are both shining lights on this sweet day. I am doing well. Dawg is very sweet and I enjoy his company."</strong><br><br>She sipped her own drink and then looked back toward Silver before glancing back to Miss Mar.<br><br><strong>"She looks so happy if not a little nervous. Are you going away for your honeymoon?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:13:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at her, shaking his head. "No no... the night is going fine. How could I want to part from you, Dis?"<br><br>He gives her a little twirl, then pulls her back against him; again, the dance steps from stage shows were not forgotten. As he dips her down, he gives her a calming look. "I think you may misunderstand me. Let me make that up to you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:13:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A smile was given to Consort and then a nod. <em>Thank You..I'll catch up with you a bit later Sir"</em><br><br>She took her drink and nursed it slightly before going and sitting upon a bare bar stool just thinking to herself for the time being.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:24:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				she lets herself be twirled about, and dipped.&nbsp; A tiny giggle escaping her.<br><br>"No no misunderstandings on a night like this. Just fun.&nbsp; We're going to have so much fun tonight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:26:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave a grin down to Dis, deciding to forget himself for just this one evening. It was a celebration, and besides that; Dis deserved more than that.&nbsp; He kept his eyes upon her as they danced again, for the moment she was the only one in the room. There'd probably be some clamour to get their attentions, soon, as there always were at receptions. For now, he would simply enjoy himself.<br><br>"So," he says quietly, his hand slipping down to rest on the small of her back, "what kind of drinks do you like, anyway? You sure seemed to enjoy the whiff of my cane in the car."<br><br>Oh, didn't that sound like a double-entendre?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:28:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you, Josi, you look not so bad yourself. Look fit to be ravished," she teased, winking at her as she thanked the bartender when he handed over her glass of patron. She sipped at it, letting the burning liquid slide down her throat and warm her stomach as it hit. Felt like she swallowed a fucking load but hey, this was not for the faint of heart. <br><br>She thought about it but had no idea if her lovely wife wanted to jet off somewhere for a honeymood. "It all depends on Silver but I doubt we end up leaving the bedroom, Josi," she commented, sniffing the patron before she took another drink. Yes, now that hit the fucking spot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:36:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing she loved being in Loki's arms, dancing, twirling.&nbsp; It all made her giddy with joy.&nbsp; Giggling at his cane joke she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and leaned in close.<br><br>"Oh what sort of drinks do I like?&nbsp; Well I love lots of different kinds.&nbsp; I am a big rum girl, but I also love wine, especially blackberry kosher wine, and yes that is a little wierd. Mmmm I only like my vodka with orange juice, and Whiskey is delicious, but I'm a bit of a snob when it comes to whiskey."<br><br>Laughing, she realizes that she had rambled on about liquor, making her seem like an alcoholic.<br><br>"I love a drink now and than, something to match with chocolate, and foods.&nbsp; And what about you?&nbsp; you seem to have a good taste in liquor yourself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:40:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckles at her list, a bit blushing, now. "I'm actually pretty much a lightweight.&nbsp; Captain Morgan of any variety, Bailey's, Irish Mist... "<br><br>A laugh at that, now; he sounded like he drank a lot, too, from that.<br><br>"We can have quite a few drinks together, it would seem... Though it would mean we wouldn't be able to drive anywhere... have to be stuck with me until morning."<br><br>He grinned, leaning in to give Dis another little kiss as they moved.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:42:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled a bit as a shade of pink spread over her cheeks. She watched the bartender passes the drink to the woman across from her and she looked to her own half empty glass and considered ordering another, but thought she should take it easy tonight. She didn't want to embarrass herself.<br><br><strong>"Thank you, and I'm sure she'd have no problem staying in."</strong><br><br>She giggled a little and glanced over toward Silver and gave her a smile.<br><br><strong>"I think your bride may need a spin on the floor, Mistress Marguerite."</strong><br><br>She pulled another olive off the extended drink stirrer and chewed on it slowly. Before sipping some more of the strong flavored liquid down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:47:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A long pull from her glass was taken before closing her eyes for a few moments. The music was listened to silently while biting down upon the inside of her lower lip. These types of social gathering were always the things she stayed away from, one could stay away forever it seemed.<br><br>Another sip was taken before thinking about food, but not real food rather just sweets. Silver was craving sweets in the worst way and she turns around starting to look the place over praying to find some other than the wedding cakes which Marguerite might kill her for if she cut them without her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:48:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grinning at his list she leans forward and kisses him softly.<br><br>"Oh I can think of worse things than being stuck with you all night."<br><br>Kissing him again, he grins and they dance happily.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 06:59:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding, Marguerite could see out of the corner of her eye, Silver was eyeing something else. Mmm, more like an item and she smirked. She wondered what came first: the dance or the cake? Hell, for her she wanted the damn cake but she was sure it was the dance first. Besides, she wanted to work up her appetite. "I think it is time for the wedding dance," she said to Josi, blowing her a kiss before she scooted off of the bar stool and headed off to ask Silver to dance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 07:03:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Loki melts into that kiss, not breaking it, this time, as they dance. The music may have even stopped, for all he knew. His cane was at her back with one hand, the other running through her hair.<br><br>He felt warmer, more happy, now.&nbsp; Something had loosened up in Loki, and Dis seemed to be the source. He hadn't even had a drink, yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 07:35:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing lightly Dis swats him on the arm.<br><br>"Well I'm glad your having more fun now.&nbsp; And look, it seems like the lovely newlyweds are about to hit the floor."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 07:37:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh? OH!" he chuckles, looking where she indicated.<br><br>'I think we're supposed to clear off when they dance, right? A good time to get those drinks you were talking about..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 08:25:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aiden swaggered over to the bar and ordered a double shot of tequila and his favorite rum and coke, taking the place of Marguerite as she went off to find her bride. He still had not found the opportunity to congratulate her on the wedding, but contently watched her off for now. <br>"Josi...be careful on those drinks...some guy might slip you something..." <br>He grinned and took a seat next to her, occasionally glancing to the dance floor. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 12:23:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Satyr got herself a second long island ice tea when the couple came in.&nbsp; She smiled and turned to clap for them.&nbsp; They both looked lovely.&nbsp; Once everyone started to dance she went back to her drink watching them dance.&nbsp; She didn't really have a partner for the evening but at least she could watch them.&nbsp; That and Silver and Marguerite looked gorgeous together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 17:14:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br><br>Looking up from her third martini she giggled a little and grinned at the handsome man next to her. She took him in completely and it was very obvious she was feeling good, she was a little tipsy but in a good way, a happy and carefree way. She turned to face him, shifting again she recrossed her legs to accommodate the space between them, making it so that she was closer and slightly more intimate. She gives him a sweet smile leaning on one elbow on the bar.<br><br>"Maybe I can hope some handsome man who comes along and sits beside me would whisk me off on the dance floor and show me how his body moves.."<br><br>Her lips pursed a little and she looked toward the dance floor as well, watching those that were dancing before looking back to Aiden.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 18:02:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well then...how about we give the lovely couple a few minutes to have their first dance..." <br>He took a drink and leaned closer to Josi, grinning at her. <br>"Be careful...I have roaming hands..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 18:09:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>She grinned back and leaned over brushing her lips over his cheek to his ear where she whispered in a warm sultry voice.<br><br><strong>"I think I could deal with the roaming hands as long as you could bear my body pressed close against you and my lips brushing against your skin.."</strong><br><br>She moved back and looked at him before sipping her drink. She pulled her wrap around her arm as it slid down and shifted on her stool, looking to the newlyweds to watch them move to the dance floor. It was always so endearing to see two people who love each other dancing so close. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 18:10:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marguerite smiled to see everyone having themselves a good time. Everyone deserved it because hell, even with Marguerite marrying Silver and her were open with their marriage. Yes, open, have a problem with that? Thought so. Now, Silver and her were open to adore and have their way with others but knew the two cared for one another deeply. For Marguerite, she wanted Silver to spread her sexual wings and fly around with a few people while Marguerite did the same. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 18:18:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Satyr smiled as she leaned back against the bar, having sat down on one of the stools her legs crossed so no one would get a peep.&nbsp; Her second long island was almost finished making her a little tipsy.&nbsp; She could understand the type of marriage the two might have as it was not too dissimiliar to her own.&nbsp; She popped a few of the cheese bits into her mouth still watching the dance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 18:24:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think I can handle that..."<br>He chuckled silently, shifting to face the dance floor. He leaned in closer to her side, resting his elbow on the bar and ran his fingers through her hair. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 18:37:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Josi couldn't help but giggle a little and then nibbled on her lower lip tucking it inward. She let her fingers slide along his arm lightly as he pushed his fingers into her soft hair, tendrils falling loose and caressing her bare shoulders. She felt small goosebumps cover her body and she took in a slow deep breath exhaling even slower. The playboy was enticing to say the least and there was always something about him that drew you back in, even if you knew his affections were spread much like Miss Mar's were. It mattered not to Josi, she enjoyed whatever he wished to give and would be content with just that, even if her body ached for more.&nbsp; She leaned in against him just letting her fingers trail over his arm and trace the top of his hand lightly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 19:16:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You hear the sound of the Harley as it roars back into the parking lot and Dawg walks back into the reception tent and over to the bar, "Double Scotch Neat" he tell the bartender as he takes it and heads back over to the head table,&nbsp; He takes his seat checking his Blackberry and looks around to see if he can catch what is going on.&nbsp; He hopes that at some point in this reception he will at least get three dances in, but he also know that the call may come in and he will need to leave again at a moments notice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 19:42:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lead out onto the dance floor she was for a dance with the other lovely bride. A bit of a dance was broken into even when dancing wasn't really Silver's thing at all what so ever. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 19:51:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Satyr watched them dance idly wishing she had a dance partner.&nbsp; Her eyes scanned the group seeing if maybe someone was free as she finished her second long island.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 23:23:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=31771.msg1694860#msg1694860">Quote from: Loki Caprion on 05-03-2009, 07:37:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">'I think we're supposed to clear off when they dance, right? A good time to get those drinks you were talking about..."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Smiling Dis took his hand and led him over to the bar to get a drink.<br><br>"So what will you be having today?"<br><br>She ocntemplated what she wanted to drink, and decided on a regular jack and coke.&nbsp; Something she could nurse and not get too tipsy on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 23:28:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=31771.msg1695937#msg1695937">Quote from: undisclosedtoyou on 05-03-2009, 23:23:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Smiling Dis took his hand and led him over to the bar to get a drink.<br><br>"So what will you be having today?"<br><br>She ocntemplated what she wanted to drink, and decided on a regular jack and coke.&nbsp; Something she could nurse and not get too tipsy on.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He kept her hand even as they stood at the bar, smiling radiantly down to his date for the moment, contemplating. "I think I'll actually just have a Malibu and Sprite, for now. I shouldn't start too hard, too early."<br><br>He grinned a bit at his statement. "Or do I...?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 23:32:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leanign close, Dis lets her free hand travel up his arm and caress his neck.&nbsp; She grinned, eyes sparkling.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well, this seems like a night to enjoy and let loos.&nbsp; So by all means, drink to your hearts content." <br><br>Turning slightly away, to give Loki a viewher of her neck line, leading down to her cleavage.&nbsp; She orders her drink and when it comes she smiles and brings the tiny straw to her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 23:47:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Loki takes that look, so clearly offered to him, with a grin. His drink arrives as well, and he accepts it.&nbsp; He holds the drink and cane in one hand, whilst his other slips up along her back to toy with her hair.&nbsp; He watches Dis closely as he takes his first sip, chuckling.<br><br>"Oh, I will be enjoying... just not drinking much so I can remember what it is I'm about to enjoy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 00:03:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Loving the feel of his hands in her hair, Dis arches her back slightly, just enough to make her look provocitive, and perfectly sexual.&nbsp; Looking down at their entwined hands, she playfully moves closer to him.<br><br>"Oh believe me when I say you will remember tonight."<br><br>Winking she smiles and wraps her arms around him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 00:08:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=31771.msg1695562#msg1695562">Quote from: Silver on 05-03-2009, 19:42:30</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lead out onto the dance floor she was for a dance with the other lovely bride. A bit of a dance was broken into even when dancing wasn't really Silver's thing at all what so ever.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Marguerite smiled as she wrapped one hand around Silver's waist and the next one held her hand up. "Mmm, everyone is surely to watch and ask to dance with either of us," she teased, smiling at her. She moved around the dance floor enjoying the music played through the speakers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 00:43:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=31771.msg1696042#msg1696042">Quote from: undisclosedtoyou on 06-03-2009, 00:03:57</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Loving the feel of his hands in her hair, Dis arches her back slightly, just enough to make her look provocitive, and perfectly sexual.&nbsp; Looking down at their entwined hands, she playfully moves closer to him.<br><br>"Oh believe me when I say you will remember tonight."<br><br>Winking she smiles and wraps her arms around him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He certainly looked over her body as she manipulated it just perfectly for her intended effect. He broke into a wider grin, slipping his arms around her as well to hold her close. <br><br>"My dear Dis," he grins, leaning down to bring their lips close together; sure, they've been practically making out off and on all night, but he felt the teasing was too delicious to pass up, "I'm already certain that I will not forget this night, or tomorrow morning."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 00:56:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grinning widly she lets her lips play over his cheek and chin.<br><br>"Oh no doubt about that, especially when I make a killer breakfast that will have you cumming so hard you wont know what to do with yourself.&nbsp; And trust me when I say that wont be the only time you will be cumming tonight."<br><br>She let that comment sink in, knowing it would have the desired affect on him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 01:02:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Josietta sipped at her drink seemingly lost in herself and in the dancing, as well as Aiden. She didn't hear the motorcycle as it pulled up. She offered a smile to Dawg as he passed by to get his drink, ever the busy man, looking at his blackberry, seemingly attached at the hip to it. She glanced back to Aiden again and then to Silver and Marguerite. She couldn't help but smile tonight, it was a happy time in a happy place, the martini's helped in that as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 01:07:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He left his seat and fixed any wrinkles in his suit, standing before Josi and offering his hand up to her. <br>"No more drinks for you missy...can't have you stumbling around on the dance floor with me..."<br>Smiling, he waited for her to accept his invitation. <br><br>(What kind of music is playing?)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 01:19:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckled at his words and slipped down from the stool, one hand lifted her dress to keep from stepping on the tail of it, the other took his hand carefully. She offered him a smile and left her wrap laying on the stool and moved with him as her dress flowed free of any wrinkles it may have possibly had, the fabric of the dress slinky and smooth against her curves. She looked to him with those sparkling ocean colored eyes and pressed her red glossed lips together.<br><br><strong>"As you wish, darlin. Now lets see just how well you can move those feet."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 01:26:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leading her to the dance floor, he turn to face her as he pulled her closer into his grasp. His hand quickly roamed across her arms to her sides before they rested on her hips. He danced along to the slow ball room tune, not truly informed on the steps but it was not hard to pick it up. Perhaps later as the night progressed, some music more to his liking would play, something with a faster rhythm and beat. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 01:34:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Facing him she felt his hands slide down along her bare arms and downward to her hips, where they rested on the soft fabric of her gown. She stepped in close and slid her hands up his chest to rest them along his shoulders. Less than a foot apart she could feel the warmth radiating from his body and she smiled. Her steps were smooth, not staggering in any way. She felt loose limbed and moved with ease to the music, she too had no idea what they were doing, but she would follow his lead. Her gaze shifted to their feet and then back up to his face again a couple times before she spoke softly.<br><br><strong>"You look good. Very handsome, delectably so."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 01:54:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=31771.msg1696181#msg1696181">Quote from: undisclosedtoyou on 06-03-2009, 00:56:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Grinning widly she lets her lips play over his cheek and chin.<br><br>"Oh no doubt about that, especially when I make a killer breakfast that will have you cumming so hard you wont know what to do with yourself.&nbsp; And trust me when I say that wont be the only time you will be cumming tonight."<br><br>She let that comment sink in, knowing it would have the desired affect on him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Loki blushed.&nbsp; Yes, it finally happened, and he indeed let some of his natural shyness show through; probably just what Dis wanted out of him. However, he recovered surprisingly well, for who and what he was, turning that embarrassed smile into a grin. Since his date had seemed to leave innuendo aside, he would be more direct as well, letting his hand slip down to squeeze her backside while stealing another kiss of her lips.<br><br>"Naughty," he murmured against her mouth, "You'll pay for that in the car, you know."<br><br>Oh, how he'd wanted to 'break in' the car... it seemed his date was quite willing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:03:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jumping in surprise she hadn't expected him to grab her butt, or grin.&nbsp; Instead she had thought he would blush and be all innocence and shy maleness.<br><br>When he kissed her, she kissed him back fervently, liking this side of Loki.<br><br>"Oh you'll make me pay will you?&nbsp; and how do you intend to do that?"<br><br>She grinned wickedly against his lips, wanting to know in great detail what he would do.<br><br>Realizing that they were not alone though, so she moves back and blushes a pretty shade of pink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:06:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Loki laughed at that, having never thought he could turn the tables on his lovely little Dis so quickly. He takes another sip from his drink, winking at her.<br><br>"I'm not going to tell you," he laughs gently, then leans in to press his lips close to her ear.<br><br>After a little kiss, and a soft nibble upon that lobe, he whispers very quietly against her; "I'll just surprise you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:11:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You re gorgeous as always...did you happen to come along to the reception..." <br>He coyly danced around his words, like his body did to the music. His hands spread wide on her hips, letting his fingers clutch her firmly as he pulled her body closer to his. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:16:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pouting playfully Dis couldn't help but giggle at hi mouth on her ears, a very sensitive spot for her.<br><br>"Ohhh well the surprise better be good."&nbsp; <br><br>Smiling to make her words seem playful. she pulls Loki back onto the dance floor.<br><br>"I love to dance especially when I'm in your arms."<br><br>Blushing again she burries her face into his shoulder and sways to the music.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:20:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughs a bit as they're back out on the floor, giving a warm smile and nod of greeting to Aiden and Josietta as they twirl past, then glancing over to the newlyweds. <br><br>"This really is turning into a more beautiful night than I even could have expected," he said with a wistful sigh, "maybe someday I can have an event like this of my own."<br><br>Stroking Dis' hair softly as they danced together, he kissed her upon the forehead gently.&nbsp; The "innocent" Loki seemed to have returned, for the time being, as his hands stayed in decidedly non-naughty places upon his date's body... for now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:21:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at Aiden's compliment, he was always good with making a girl feel good. She was tempted to see who else was about, but just couldn't be arsed to move her eyes from the man in front of her. Her gown moved well with their dance steps, the fabric easily pulled and lifted or shifted even. She had chosen the dress for that sheer fact itself, well that and its color.&nbsp; One thing Josi loved, was looking good and feeling good about it. His body moving with hers to the music was an art in and of itself, she had taken each step as it came and didn't stop until he wanted to. His hands tugging her closer against him cause her to almost gasp as she pressed her cheek close to his and brushed her lips along his ear to whisper her reply. Her breath was warm and she smelled of a light sweet smelling fragrance, it was hard to pin point what it was but it did seem alluring and was meant to draw one closer to smell more of her. <br><br><strong>"No.. but my date seems to be disappearing quite often with other... pressing matters. I am but for the taking now."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:29:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling at josi and Aiden as they pass on the dance floor, Dis lets one hand rest lightly on Loki's should and the other on his arm.&nbsp; No touching of naughty parts for her...now.<br><br>I'm sure that your time will come to, just as mine will.&nbsp; She wondered if loki like other men would use this oppertunity to press his body against hers, to touch her, and make himself free with her.&nbsp; But she doubted he would.&nbsp; Sure he had flashes of naughtyness, but for the most part he was a very shy man.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 02:38:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Indeed, Loki was not making himself 'free' with her, by any means. Even though he's been amongst the residents of E for a while, now, he still couldn't bring himself to be so brazen in public. I even made him a touch uncomfortable to watch such things; almost Victorian were his ideals of public decency. People were working to change that, and if tonight was any indication, it was starting to work.&nbsp; <br><br>He did, however, give Dis another little kiss, but a very light one. "I do have to ask... what made you want to have me along as your date? Surely a lovely one such as yourself had your choice of nearly anybody!"<br><br>Naturally, he had to add a compliment to his question; he was more than honored that Dis had asked him to be her escort for the evening.&nbsp; The little things like that are what made Loki feel increasingly more confident in his day-to-day dealings in this strange new world.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 03:24:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Seems Lady Luck is on my side then..."<br>He smiled, his lips curling into her cheek, as they danced so close to one another. His steps became shorter, his legs sneaking between them as they spun around the dance floor. <br>"Is it forward to make you mine this evening then...Josi..." <br>He whispered into her ear, kissing the small area right under her ear lobe gently. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 03:48:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sighing into his kiss, she listened to him for a moment.&nbsp; Thinking about the answer she was about to give him, she wanted to make it come out right.<br><br>"well, I always feel comfortable with you, and I admire your work on E, so I knew you would be a great date for the night.&nbsp; And plus I wanted you to have fun for this special accasion, and I knew I could make you have a great time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 03:57:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles to her as she says that, giving her a graceful flourish in their dance before pulling her back against him; he was still being the gentleman, and far from grinding against her. Of course he'd be more than happy to do all sorts of naughty things with this lovely thing... in private. <br><br>"It always surprises me to hear someone has been following my work other than those I've written with. I'm wondering why you and I haven't started anything together, yet! But alas, that's talk for another time," he smiles, his attention never leaving her, now, "I am having a great time, and I hope I'm returning that favor in kind."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 04:06:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dawg turns off the BlackBerry after leaving final instructions for the team on that project for a while and takes a stiff Drink of the scotch before letting out a sigh.&nbsp; He had wished that he would have had a bit more warning before this blessed event so he would have had time to put things in order, but he would never pass up a chance for such an evening no matter how soon or impromptu the timing was.<br><br>The music played its lovely strums and the rhythm was enticing, so much so that his date took his advice and headed out to the floor before he got back.&nbsp; He smiled watching Josietta in her red dress gliding around the floor, her wrap held up with the one hand as only one with proper grace and dignity would show.&nbsp; Watching her he was reminded of Princess Diana when she was guest of honor for the State Dinner at the White House those years ago, he wondered if she might be wearing the same 24 Faubourg by Hermes that the Princess was so fond of. The memory of the warm floral scent of orange blossom, intertwined by warm notes of Sambac jasmine, vanilla and ambergris which evoked the most intimate aspects of feminine sensuality as he remembered.<br><br>Well she was busy on the floor for now so he decided to step out and see if he could steal a dance with one or maybe both of the brides while he had the chance.&nbsp; Sliding out from his seat he traced over to the floor and with a sway of his hips worked across the dance floor to Silver and Marguerite, <strong>"Would the two ladies mind if I cut in with one of you or perhaps joined you in this dance?"</strong> He said with a slight dip to them both.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 04:24:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=31771.msg1696627#msg1696627">Quote from: Loki Caprion on 06-03-2009, 03:57:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"It always surprises me to hear someone has been following my work other than those I've written with. I'm wondering why you and I haven't started anything together, yet! But alas, that's talk for another time, I am having a great time, and I hope I'm returning that favor in kind."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Oh yes I am having the time of my life.&nbsp; I just can't wait to hear if your giving a toast or not."<br><br>Laughing she sways to the music, pressing her body closer to him, trying to get him to loosen up a little more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 04:27:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=31771.msg1696680#msg1696680">Quote from: undisclosedtoyou on 06-03-2009, 04:24:06</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Oh yes I am having the time of my life.&nbsp; I just can't wait to hear if your giving a toast or not."<br><br>Laughing she sways to the music, pressing her body closer to him, trying to get him to loosen up a little more.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>As far as physically, Loki was quite at ease with the music and dancing. Though at the mention of a toast, he blushes a bit. "I don't think I will be... I mean... probably not?"<br><br>He looked around the room, then back to Dis, speaking more quietly. "I could probably improvise something, if needed... but I'd rather not leave your arms."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 04:59:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Marguerite had no such problems in Dawg cutting in having enjoyed his company the first time she arrived to E. Hell, who would have thunk this man would be a sight to enjoy around E to brighten it up with his pep speeches and bottom smacking? Well, for her he was invited to every and any shindig from now on. "Mmm, I think Consort is waiting to dance with Silver, just a quick dance, lovely," she said to Silver, giving her a quick kiss before she nodded for Dawg to step in and dance with Marguerite.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 05:15:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A dance was had and finished with Marguerite before Dawg came over to whisk her away into the sunset. She knew that her chance would be had later on and there was nothing wrong with letting go for a little bit of time. A quiet curse was given to the two before making her way off of the dance floor not actually looking at Dawg directly.<br><br>Over to the bar she returned to grab another drink for it was needed just a bit. Upon a stool she sat once more watching everyone for a few moments before turning around and losing herself in the current drink at hand. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 05:22:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dawg bowed to the Lovely Silver and then took Mistress Marguerites hand to guide her around the floor.&nbsp; He admired how well she looked in her “Little Black Dress” the corset design fit her perfectly and the diamonds sparkled in the lights of the tent.&nbsp; Her black pumps gave her enough height to fit properly with Dawg as they drew together for the dance.<br><br>What a night this has been he thought, the two brides complimented each other perfectly and their matching smiles lighted all of E from this little corner tent of this community.&nbsp; He was honored to have been a part of it and hoped to see many more parties in the future as they did know how to throw the best of them.<br><br>He took one hand over their shoulder and the other on the back of her hip as they started to sashay around the floor in perfect rhythm with the music, <strong>"Thank You for not only inviting me but for asking me to such an integral part of this happy Night Marguerite.&nbsp; I am glad to have gotten to know you so much better and must say you do add quite a bit to our little community here.&nbsp; It was an honor to be included as part of this special evening.”</strong><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 05:49:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dawg should know by now she thought of him as a good friend to have around especially when things looked to be getting rough for him. She had no clue what was going on with him in his personal life but she hoped he thought of her as also a friend to come around and chat oer it. Marguerite had a shoulder and ears for those who wanted to cry or talk her head off. <br><br>Moving her heels to the beat of the song and Dawg's own movements, Marguerite smiled and looked away from him. Aww, he knew what to say to get her smiling and smirking at him. After the last community, she thought there was no place else to take her whip and paddles to but then Elliquiy accepted her nature into the fold. Dawg had been one of the first to smack her ass and welcome her to the lovely community. <br><br>"You know I would have made you the coordinator for all of this but I doubt you would enjoy shopping for cakes and gift baskets," she teased, swaying her hips to the music. He looked good in his outfit, wondering if he was fit in other places as well. "I am glad the community accepted to debauchery of a female and I hope you enjoy yourself, here, Dawg."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 06:05:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dawg smiled back at Marguerite, he was glad to have found her as a friend and one day he would talk to her about his personal issues, but it was enough for him to know that she was there for him as a friend and not burden her with what was going on yet.&nbsp; That time would come in the future when he knew he would need her.&nbsp; He smiled at her comment about being coordinator, <strong>“What makes you think I would shop for baskets and flowers, I have a perennial garden of my own out behind my house, I might have surprised although I doubt I could have done better than you tow lovely ladies did tonight.”</strong><br><br>He glided a bit and gave her a dip at the appropriate part of the song before spinning her about.&nbsp; She cleaned up pretty good he thought to himself, although there was never any doubt in his mind that she would have that ability given the right occasion, and this was just that occasion.&nbsp; As the music slowed he pulled her in tight and closed the circle of their steps to slow things down a bit.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 06:22:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dawg and flowers? She could even see him with a few flowers in his hair though he would be a naked satyr running around trying to get at the nymphs in the forest. With Marguerite she might be one of the Sirens, laying naked on a rock, combing her hair as she enticed the sailors to their doom. Yep, that was Marguerite being the alluring female that she was or always would be if she kept things up. Still, she would be around for Dawg if he ever needed someone to talk to, hell, even invite him for a spot of drink to get his tongue untied. <br><br>Being dipped, Marguerite wheed and wooed, winking up at Dawg. Cleaning up pretty good on the dance floor came to her with family members into dancing while drunk or at parties. She could still remember her Irish great grandmother dancing while she held a glass of Guiness in one hand and her skirt in the other. Her great grandmother lived for another three years after that before a damn heart attack took her down for the couch. Marguerite missed her gran-gran and wished she could be around to see Marguerite cracking a whip and paddling a few naughty laddies. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 07:11:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Yes Dawg and flowers, it’s all about balance don’t you know. The song began to come to a close and he wasn’t going to let this bride escape tonight without a kiss.&nbsp; <br><br><em>As the music slowed and the closing notes began to drift through the air, he turned to her with that look, no talk was exchanged, but the look of DESIRE was pressing in the soul of his heart. He took his hands and placed them on the sides of her face and brought her lips to him. Feeling her moist lips upon his, pressing into him passionately and tenderly, they embraced in each others arms. The touching of their souls began. The kiss started out slow at first, and then began the search of their DESIRES. Nothing stood in their way as their bodies pressed against each other as time stood still this night. They both opened their eyes as they kissed and started kissing deeper. He let his fingers search through her hair and she squeezed him back pulling him into her more. She had his heart, body, and soul wrapped up in a bundle as her DESIRE filled him completely. His only thought was that this moment would never end. Looking in her eyes of DESIRE, he pulled away slowly, gently biting and slowly pulling her bottom lip as they parted. So sweet and moist it was too as this tender moment came to an end he pulled away and had to leave.</em><br><br>There was another bride that he had to dance with this night and his very own date that he had to spend time with.&nbsp; <strong>“Take good care of the Lovely Silver Marguerite, I know you will and my congratulations to both of you,”</strong> he said as he let her hand slip from his and headed back over towards the bar.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 07:29:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you," she whispered, smiling at him as she watched him move away. Her hand went up to her lips and she smirked. God damn, Dawg was going to be invited to all of her private parties from now on. He knew how to work himself into a frenzy with her. Even now her lips still tingled from the kiss, the desire, the passion behind his strength. Whoever snatched him up better be ready for his role in the bedroom because there was a high chance the female would be walking bowlegged for a month. She watched him walk off and hoped the best for Dawg as well. No man like him should ever be battered and hounded because men like him were the reason females still had a chance to find love in this god damn fucked up world. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 07:34:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dawg walked from Marguerite across the floor, his boots clogging along the laid wood dance floor as he made his way to where the lovely Silver was sitting with her back to the dance floor, nursing her drink.<br><br>Walking up behind her he slid his hands along the corset closure at the back of her dress and then put his arms around her waist crossing them in front of her to hold her snuggly but not overly tight.&nbsp; He leaned forward and played with her earring teasing her ear before he whispered into it, <strong>“Did I tell you just how breath takenly beautiful you look this evening, it should be a crime for a woman to look as stunning as you do,”</strong> then he dipped down and kissed her neck gently. <strong> “I believe that we owe each other a dance tonight.”</strong><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 07:40:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckled a little and then smiled closing her eyes oh so briefly at the feel of his lips along her cheek. She slid her arms up around his neck and caressed the back of his hair lightly, her lips brushing along his skin lightly. The whispered words warmed her as she whispered back softly with a slight shiver of delight.<br><br><strong>" Not forward at all.... please.. do, I would be delighted to be yours..." </strong><br><br>She left the words as they were and moved with him at their slowed pace, her body shifted to allow a closer contact with his.&nbsp; She lay her head on his shoulder nuzzled into his neck a bit, practically laying against him, still moving to the music. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 07:48:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Time had gone along and Silver hadn't even actually noticed it at all. The second drink of the evening was had followed by a third just sitting there nursing at the bar letting everyone enjoy their fun, for it was for everyone to be merry and drink after all. Attention to others had ceased a bit of time ago so the sound of boots clogging against the floor didn't catch her attention at all. <br><br>Warm hands were felt at first sliding along the back of her dress before arms moved about her waist. This wasn't Marguerite but a man for a woman's touch never actually felt this way. An earring was played with lightly before a whisper was heard against her ear. A sudden slight smile curled upon her lips for a moment before fading away quietly, knowing who it was after the tone of the voice clicked in her mind. If anyone could have seen that smile it might have come off as a bit sad but Silver was like that.<br><br><em>"Thank You Sir, I fear that I ended up being overdress just a bit unlike my lovely wife. I promised you a dance Sir..I can't break a promise.."</em> was whispered softly after his lips had been felt upon the flesh of her neck which caused her to pause and think about something else for a moment other than him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 08:08:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dawg smiled at finally being able to dance with such a lovely bride, <strong>“On the contrary lovely Silver, you dressed very appropriately for you.&nbsp; Never let yourself be influenced by others, even your wife, you do what you choose to do.&nbsp; I think you look stunning, shall we?”</strong><br><br>He took silver by the hand and helped her from the stool wrapping her arm into the crook of his elbow and lead her to the middle of the floor.&nbsp; He nodded to the DJ who put in a special song that he had requested just for her (http://www.youtube.com/v/ruUNZfpq9Io&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1). As the music began her slinked both his arms around her and began to slowly sway with her looking into her eyes as the reception and all the guests began to slip away.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 08:17:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>“On the contrary lovely Silver, you dressed very appropriately for you. Never let yourself be influenced by others, even your wife, you do what you choose to do. I think you look stunning, shall we?”</em> Dawg spoke before she gave him a silent nod. <br><br>Led onto the dance floor she was quietly before the pair were standing in the middle with the others floating around. A song came from the speakers which could only be described as lovely. Her arms moved about his neck lightly while his own moved about her waist, together they began to sway. His eyes locked onto her own and Silver looked away after a few moments unable to hold the look not when he was making thoughts come into her mind. A frown appeared upon her plush lips before it disappeared knowing this song wouldn't last forever and the knot in her stomach would go away, just so long as he didn't catch her eyes once more. <br><br>There were unspoken things between this pair yet she knew he understood a bit of it, but never would she voice it at least not completely knowing better than to do such a thing when there was so much more behind it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 08:31:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dawg caught the glimpse of her eyes before she turned away and knew what she was thinking.&nbsp; Yes there were unspoken things in the air sometimes that is best and sometimes not, but tonight was neither the time nor occasion to discuss the merits of that.&nbsp; Tonight was her night to take in all that was happening and see how many lovely people came here to celebrate her.&nbsp; Yes it was a wedding and all came to celebrate the couple, but it was difficult to celebrate just the couple without celebrating the individuals at the same time.<br><br>He smiled and rather than risk looking into each others eyes, he reached up and pulled her body close to him placing her head into his shoulder and nestled his cheek against her hair as they continued to dance this long awaited dance together.&nbsp; Not a word was spoken, only gentle strokes of the hand along her back with the occasional foray up to her soft skin on the exposed shoulders.&nbsp; He was happy for her and for them tonight, and she felt so nice in his arms he dreaded that the song would end.&nbsp; He also realized that he had yet to kiss this bride, so that time would come – later – after they enjoyed this brief moment on the dance floor.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 08:51:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It took every once of restraint in his body to keep dancing and not guide her to a private booth for the both of them. He was sure that the night would eventually transition into a more intimate setting, it was all planned by Marguerite after all. <br><br>Both arms held onto her tightly, the smile on his lips did not leave his face as he turned the both of them and moved in a slow arc around the bride and another guest. Not many were dancing, which gave him plenty of room to move about even if they were pressed so closely togther.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 08:59:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Josietta continued to move with him, even as the music changed. Her warm breath quickened every so slightly against his neck as her thoughts drifted. She looked up at him as he smiled and it caused one of her own to spread over her soft lips. She whispered close to his ear.<br><br><strong>"You seem quite content."</strong><br><br>Her fingers danced across his shoulders and over his back lightly, caressing and circling her fingers around the spanse of shoulder. She felt the breeze blow through the tent, causing a shiver to spread over her body as she curled against him seeking the warmth he was sure to have. She wanted to move her hands under his jacket and around his back but it was a bit early for that. She did have some sense of etiquette after all. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 13:19:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Satyr had started on a third drink as well, she had turned to talk to Silver but before she could Dawg had whisked her away.<br><br>She took a big swig of her long island and trying not to sway too much from her drink she walked over to Marguerite.&nbsp; "Congratulations Miss Marguerite.&nbsp; I apologize for not curtysing but I might fall over in my current state."&nbsp; She smiled softly so happy to see her and Silver together.&nbsp; "May I perhaps have a dance?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 19:45:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Closer against him she was pulled so that her head could rest right on his shoulder. Nothing was said other than a very soft whisper which couldn't be heard by anyone but him. This wasn't the time nor the place for a major discussion no matter how badly it was suddenly longed for, no only two simple words spoke not having all that much of a meaning yet meaning everything in the world at the same time. <br><br>The warmth of hands was felt along the length of her back before it touched at her own exposed shoulders, almost tickling a bit. Silver closed her eyes and know that thoughts needed to be written down sooner rather than later and the chance would come soon enough. All that was left was to get through this dance and that would be that.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 21:08:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				No words were spoken but Dawg knew Silver well enough to know that something was tinkering around in her mind; something was being thought that she wanted to speak of, but was holding back.&nbsp; He whispered in her ear as they danced “Psst whisper ssss Pssst wisper” then held her close again as they continued to dance.&nbsp; Being close and dancing was so nice that he wanted her to remember that and not the idle thoughts in her mind.<br><br>The music continued as he led her slowly around the floor, other guests coming by to offer ether well wishes and congratulations.&nbsp; Dawg smiled and stayed back out of those conversations, he wanted Silver to know they were there for her this night, her and Marguerites time to shine and show what they meant to each other.&nbsp; He was content just to be there with her on the floor dancing to the music.&nbsp; Dawg nodded to the DJ as the song came to an end and he put on the next song he had requested for him to dance with her too (http://www.youtube.com/v/EtGF2m102Wg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1).&nbsp; He stopped dancing for just a moment and took his hands to her lips and drew a line from each corner of her mouth th her ears, no words, and smiled before wrapping his arms back around her to continue the dance.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 21:26:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A nod was given to his whisper before continuing their dance on the floor. She knew that this was for Marguerite and her, for it was to be enjoyed and remember for the beautiful thing that it is. <br><br>The dance ended a few times with others coming over to give words of congratulations and advice as well. Nods and words of reply were given before the dance with Dawg would begin once more, soon enough the song was over and another began to play. A sudden halt was made as his hands were placed over her lips, a line drawn from one corner up towards ears like a big smile. She couldn't help but smile at the man before they began to dance once again and the smile stayed upon her lips just enjoying this moment. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 21:50:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The dance continues to the end of the song, lost in time and place Dawg just dances and sways with Silver as the music comes to an end.&nbsp; <br><br>Eventually he rest his big hands upon her waist and pull her slowly, closer to him; he gazed into your soulful eyes and freed himself, the place and the time. At this minute, he only knows of her. He starts to sense the heat of her breath upon his face as their lips draw near. He experiences the exact millisecond that they make the slightest contact with their lips. In that instant his whole world is electrified. He gently takes her top lip in-between his lips and kiss it ever so lightly. He then suckles on her lip very slowly as his left hand moves up to let his fingertips brush her right cheek. He calmly permits his fingers to move around and explore her face. Never do their lips part. His hand though is an extension of his lips.<br><br>His lips now shift down to take in her bottom lip with the gentleness that was applied to her top lip. First, he softly kisses on her bottom lip...lingering there. His breath becoming deeper from the passion inside of him. He starts to suck on her bottom; he sucks on her lip and actually give it a playful "tug" as his lips hold it. He now moves up a bit and kisses her fully but still gently on both lips. They hold their kiss for what seems like an eternity that passes too quickly. They separate just to the point where they feel we might actually still have their lips touching. The presence still felt upon our skin.<br><br>Just smiling for what seems forever oblivious to the world he peers into her eyes, straight down to her very core feeling her soul look back up at him. <strong>“Congratulations Silver, not just for the wedding and your Beautiful feminine husband in Marguerite, but for you,”</strong> he winks at her knowing how far she has come and feeling so proud of her, he hopes she sees her reflecting in his eyes so she can see herself for what the wonderful person she is.&nbsp; <strong>“Thank you for the dance Silver, perhaps we can have another later on, but you always know where I am.”</strong>&nbsp; His hands slip from hers as others come up to congratulate her some more and he dissipates into the crowd.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 22:51:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=31771.msg1696681#msg1696681">Quote from: Loki Caprion on 06-03-2009, 04:27:24</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">As far as physically, Loki was quite at ease with the music and dancing. Though at the mention of a toast, he blushes a bit. "I don't think I will be... I mean... probably not?"<br><br>He looked around the room, then back to Dis, speaking more quietly. "I could probably improvise something, if needed... but I'd rather not leave your arms."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>"Oh your too sweet Loki Dear.&nbsp; Well if you don't want to give a toast, than I'm sure you wont have to."<br><br>Smiling her hands grip tighter around his arms, just enough to put steady pressure.<br><br>"I sure love touching you cutie."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 22:56:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Loki smiled brightly as Dis complimented him so, on both sweetness and touchability. He swept her about as they danced, ending near the food tables with a little grin.&nbsp; <br><br>"Care for a brief snack, my dear little Dis?" he asked, leaning toward the table.<br><br>He reached back to take a sweet little morsel of fruit from there, then clenched it between his teeth with a little grin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 00:28:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally the second song was coming to an end and closer to the man she was pulled before their lips touched. The actually feeling couldn't be explained not by either of them but it was powerful as it was. Forever their lips touched until he pulled back slowly and spoke to her. <br><br><em>“Congratulations Silver, not just for the wedding and your Beautiful feminine husband in Marguerite, but for you, Thank you for the dance Silver, perhaps we can have another later on, but you always know where I am.” </em><br><br>A slow nod was given not trusting all of her words to come out, <em>"Thank You Sir for the dance."</em> Upon his way he went and she moved back towards the bar wondering if she would find Marguerite there waiting around or busy with another for the time being.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 01:47:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=31771.msg1697808#msg1697808">Quote from: Loki Caprion on 06-03-2009, 22:56:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Loki smiled brightly as Dis complimented him so, on both sweetness and touchability. He swept her about as they danced, ending near the food tables with a little grin.&nbsp; <br><br>"Care for a brief snack, my dear little Dis?" he asked, leaning toward the table.<br><br>He reached back to take a sweet little morsel of fruit from there, then clenched it between his teeth with a little grin.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Giggling in delight, Dis leans forward and presses her mouth against his, her tongue entering his mouth, and when she comes back up for air, the fruit is now in her mouth.<br><br>"Mmmm delicious, we should taste some of the delights here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 03:32:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=31771.msg1698065#msg1698065">Quote from: undisclosedtoyou on 07-03-2009, 01:47:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Giggling in delight, Dis leans forward and presses her mouth against his, her tongue entering his mouth, and when she comes back up for air, the fruit is now in her mouth.<br><br>"Mmmm delicious, we should taste some of the delights here."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He returned her kiss and passed her the fruit gladly, keeping his arms around her. He lets his tongue tease at hers as it enters his mouth, then winks as she speaks.<br><br>"Are you talking about the food, dear?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 05:33:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh my dear dear Loki, I was talking about the food."<br><br>Spotting something yummy,<br><br>"Oh look yummy chocolate covered strawberries, and cherries!"&nbsp; <br><br>Smiling in delight she leads Loki over to the delectables.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 05:42:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Josietta and Aiden continue to dance close together, lost in their own space. She whispers quietly into his ear if he'd take her for a short walk by the shore to clear her head. She slips her hand into his and walks with him toward the side flap of the tent. She walks hand in hand with him toward the cliff side looking out over the crashing waves. She doesn't say much as they walk, just keeping close to him for the moment. Her eyes shifting out over the waters letting the wind blow over them, her dress pressed close against her as it billows behind her wrapping around his legs. Her hair comes loose a bit from the silver and ruby studded pins. She just leans back into him holding his arms around her from behind. Nothing needing to be said as the cool air clears her senses and relaxes her more naturally. They would go back in for more dancing soon but for now she loved watching the pale blue water lapping up at the shore and the crashing of the waves into foamy white bubbles.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 05:57:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Loki follows Dis to the candied treats, standing behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist as they look over the treats.<br><br>"Oooh, this does all look delicious..." he gave a little smile, leaning in to whisper close to his date's ear, "still not quite as much as you, though... the dress suits you so well."<br><br>It seemed Loki was coming out of his shell, but he still seemed to be embarrassed about certain things.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 18:06:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Who would not be...nice reception, good people and a beautiful dance partner with an angelic grace in my arms." <br>He continues to dance until he is pulled silently towards the shore behind the tent. His eyes glance over her features occasionally, her hair brushing against his skin as the wind whips it into his face. <br><br>Deciding not to interrupt the conversation of the waves before them, only the slight sound of the reception behind them could be heard. His arms spoke for him, hungrily pulling her closer into him, keeping as her body warm from the chilly wind. A soft kiss landed behind her ear before his head rested on her shoulder, his cheek pressed gently against her own. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 18:33:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled hearing his words replay in her head and she leaned there against him, wrapped completely in his arms and curled into the warmth of his body. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she tilted her head feeling his head resting at her shoulder. The cool crisp air of the ocean tingled her senses and she let her hands trail up and down his arms before she turned her head a bit toward him speaking softly.<br><br><strong>"Do you ever wonder what it would be like to live out there? To be what the myths are made of?"</strong><br><br>The two of them standing there like that was something out of a painting or a movie. A soft smile caressed her lips as she just closed her eyes again and took in a slow deep breath, the spray of mist from the waves blew upward just out of reach of them. The chill of the water was evident as the wind carried it over them and she shivered a little. She turned then to curl her arms into his jacket and bury her head into the crook of his shoulder, seeking more warmth that he so openly offered to her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>undisclosedtoyou</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 20:49:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				About to turn around and smile at him in agreement about the food she froze when he complimented her.<br><br>Slowly turning about, Dis slips her arms around Loki's waist and holds him tight.<br><br>"You my darling date are the most...the most, oh I don't have words for what you are but you are wonderful."<br><br>Smiling again she turns about and goes back to perusing the food.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 23:49:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"hmmm..."<br>Was all that came out of his mouth as he lost himself in thought. <br>"I guess I like to read about myths and legends then actually become one..." <br>He provided her with as much warmth as he could, sliding his jacket off and wrapping it around her body. Taking the opportunity to step in front of her and use the jacket to pull her body very close to his. His lips brushed across hers, as he tenderly sought a kiss. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 00:50:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at his words and nodded with a small grin. She had known he loved mythology and he knew so much more about that than she could hope to. The idea of living beneath the waves like a mermaid had its appeal but being here had more of one than that particluar fantasy.<br><br>She looked up to him when he moved around in front of her and tugged his jacket around her. The brush of his lips across hers was not unexpected and the soft kiss was welcomed by her own leaning body into his kissing him back with a sweet softness.&nbsp; Her fingers slid up his chest to rest lightly there, splayed out over his shirt, feeling warmer already.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 07:09:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dawg wandered back to the bar and noticed Josietta slipping out the back of the tent with Aiden.&nbsp; He was glad that she found a dance partner since he had to leave earlier and he told her too.&nbsp; But now he was left without a date for the night as it seemed they may not be back anytime soon.<br><br>He ordered up his forth scotch and sat idly wathcing the others on the floor and pondering what a lovely night it was, the temperature here in So Cal was just perfect, and even though he didn't like it well enough to live here her never said no to a visit no and then.<br><br>Looking down the bar he saw trippingsatyr sitting alone nursing what looked like a long island iced tea, well we couldn't have her sitting there all by herself could we.&nbsp; Sneaking across the dance floor he slipped the DJ another twenty and then made his way back to the bar.<br><br>Walking up to her, <strong>"I have to say you looking delectable in that skyblue dress darling, mind if you join me for a dance?"</strong>&nbsp; Before she could answer he had swept her up from her chair and sat her up on the bar, then in two steps, one on a bar stool and the other on the bar he stood up on the bar and looked over to the DJ who then <strong>played his selected song</strong> (http://www.youtube.com/v/-1LRD3DtFAo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1).<br><br>Looking to trippingsatyr to see if she had enough long island ice teas in her to join him, he began to dance regardless if she joined him or not.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 09:58:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His left hand slid under his own jacket and moved across her side to rest on her lower back, innocently he ran his open hand across her lower back as his other hand moved to cup her cheek and chin. <br>"You have me captivated like the sirens of myth Josi..."<br><br>Words whispered across her soft sweet lips, urging to savor another kiss. A innocent peck landed on her lips, with every repeating one lasting longer then the last. His chest beat against her hand, every slow pant of air that left his mouth between the kisses rolled down between their bodies. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 14:02:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked up from her third long island and smiled.&nbsp; Before she could answer though she was sweupt up from her hair.&nbsp; She joined in as she twirled with him giggling a bit.&nbsp; Smiling up at Dawg she grinned as they dance.&nbsp; "No, I wouldn't mind." she finally added.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 18:59:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dawg snickers with trippingsatyr as he pulls her up on the bar and slips an arm around her waist standing next to her.&nbsp; It was time to bring a little bit of Life into the reception and he was just in the mood to do it.&nbsp; &nbsp;He like the feel of her in his arm and hoped she would be up for this, not everyone can jump up on the bar at a wedding reception and begin dancing, but then again not everyone can be Dawg either.<br><br>"Thank You for the dance Trippingsatyr, shall we?"<br><br>He then turned to the dance floor and began to sing to the song, one he knew all to well.<br><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>I got life, mother<br>I got laughs, sister<br>I got freedom, brother<br>I got good times, man<br><br>I got crazy ways, daughter<br>I got million-dollar charm, cousin<br>I got headaches and toothaches<br>And bad times too<br>Like you</em></span></span></strong> (http://www.youtube.com/v/-1LRD3DtFAo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1)</div><br>He then kicked over his Scotch glass, no need for that right now, besides it was getting stale and he wanted another one.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 19:19:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feeling of his hand moving along her bare skin of her back caused her to almost gasp, it was slightly cold but it was more that his skin was brushing along hers. She looked up at him as he cupped her face and spoke those words that held her speechless. She was thankful for his lips, his kiss, as she wasn't sure what to say. She rested against him there and kissed him back. She took everything he offered, she always would, he was far too delicious not to, and she gave him just as much back.&nbsp; <br><br>Josi knew Aiden was very much a sought out individual. She knew how very much like his hero he was. But in the end, it didn't matter, why would anyone let that small fact bother them. Just being in his presence for the shortest of times would make a girl smile, swoon, and melt. Here she was, wrapped up in his jacket held so close to him, with his lips pressed against hers. It was&nbsp; something made of fantasy, something of romance. She didn't think about anything when he was kissing her, she was just lost in it, in him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 01:24:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed softly and smiles as she felt the arm wrapping around her waist.&nbsp; The room was a bit spinny but otherwise she was feeling good. "Lets."&nbsp; Smiling she danced with him getting into the music.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dawg</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 02:02:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dawg smiled at the blush and as trippingsatyr stumbled a bit caught her and help her maintain her balance.&nbsp; As he danced down the bar with her by his side and one arm around her waist he teasingly points to the various points of her anatomy in conjunction with his as he sang the words to the song.&nbsp; It was a good night and all should be having fun, trippingsatyr included, especially as good as she looked in her sky blue dress, a sight to behold for many and he was happy she was next to him instead of someone else.<br><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><em>I got my hair<br>I got my head<br>I got my brains<br>I got my ears<br>I got my eyes<br>I got my nose<br>I got my mouth<br>I got my teeth<br>I got my tongue<br>I got my chin<br>I got my neck<br>I got my tits<br>I got my heart<br>I got my soul<br>I got my back<br>I got my ass<br>I got my arms<br>I got my hands<br>I got my fingers<br>Got my legs<br>I got my feet<br>I got my toes<br>I got my liver<br>Got my blood</em></span></span></strong> (http://www.youtube.com/v/-1LRD3DtFAo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1)</div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Professor Loki Caprion</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 04:33:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Chocolate on everything, too," he smiles snuggling up to Dis as they peruse the goodies.<br><br>"Just get a lot of whatever you like, and we can share it, right?"<br><br>Nuzzling behind Dis' ear, he plants a little kiss there, delighted at the wonderful company she kept.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 05:42:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tilting his head to side, he slowly parted his lips and let his tongue brush through her sweet crevices of her tender lips. The tip of his tongue teasing her upper lip, subtly asking for entrance into her mouth. He began breathing through his nose, the hand on her chin sliding behind down her sides to let her move her head freely. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding Reception</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 18:10:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The brushing of his tongue over her lips caused them to part and accept him. She let him lead the kiss even if she wanted to push it further, her fingers slid up over his shoulders and around his neck. Josietta tilted her head a bit&nbsp; to allow the kiss to deepen. Her body pressed into his holding in the heat between them even as the chill of the wind blew past. Her now mostly unbound hair spilled in loose curls around her shoulders and the deep red fabric of her gown wrapped around them both like a tight fitting blanket.
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