[Werewolf: SotM] Prelude: Tessa Gutierez
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				Title: <strong>[Werewolf: SotM] Prelude: Tessa Gutierez</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>22-06-2006, 23:48:52</strong>
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				The clear nights sky filled the heavens above the city as the stars shined brightly and the light decsended down onto the people and their homes. Few nights like this were clear enough to see one star let alone the sea of thim that presented themselves but tonight was a special night. On the thirty second floor the catburglar steadily rushed through the cubicles but as she rounded the last corner to the stairs the elevator opened causing her to slam into an unsespecting security guard as he stepped out of it. He was just like the common ruse's you saw in the movies. Probably fifty pounds over wieght with his shirt buttoned far to tightly. The man looked down at her confused as to what such a young an lovely woman would be doing here "Miss, what are you doing up here?" he asked while offering her a hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prelude: Tessa Gutierez</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>24-06-2006, 09:03:27</strong>
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				Margery office complex.&nbsp; Thirty-two storries up, one disabled alarm, one priceless painting wrapped in a sealed tube and bagged.&nbsp; <br><br>One cat burglar in daisy dukes and a sports bra wondering why sounds keep seeming to be amplified, why she can hear her own heart racing, the water in the pipes, the steps of the security guard outside...&nbsp; <br><br>Damnation.&nbsp; <br><br>One portrait stashed in a purse, one scantily clad girl timing the opening of the door just so that she stumbles out and into one lonely security guards arms.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh, no," beautiful, wide dark eyes widen in concern.&nbsp; Beestung mocha lips plead.&nbsp; "Mr. Veritas told me not to be seen leaving his office.&nbsp; My agency is supposed to be discrete, if his wife finds out...&nbsp; Officer, can you just escort me out the back door?&nbsp; I'll make it worth your while if you pretend I was never here."&nbsp; <br><br>When you hear about the big bad wolf, it's in stories like this, even if Disney they don't tell them that way anymore.&nbsp; This one didn't know she was a big, bad wolf...&nbsp; <br><br>Not yet.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prelude: Tessa Gutierez</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>24-06-2006, 09:30:31</strong>
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				The guard watched her for a long moment, obviously thinking about something as his eyes wandered over her form. A few moments later his hand took her arm as he nodded and turned off the stairwell's alarm. "Come on miss. Ill 'take' you downstairs" he replied though she could tell there was more then one meaning to the word take. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prelude: Tessa Gutierez</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>24-06-2006, 12:35:55</strong>
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				Tessa gave a relieved sight followed by a soft giggle, "Thank you very much, kind sir."&nbsp; She reached up to squeeze his bicep lightly.&nbsp; <br><br>Her thoughts raced as she pondered wether or not she'd give this man what he wanted, or try to make a break for it at the first possible moment.&nbsp; It came to her that the rational thing to do was exactly what she'd promised.&nbsp; It was the thing most likely to get her out safely, and the thing most likely to get this gaurd to keep her secret.&nbsp; After all, wouldn't it look good on his record if he admited to escorting an art thief peacably out of the building after having his way with her.&nbsp; <br><br>She smiled up at the gaurd, seeming grateful and a bit flushed, which in truth, she was.&nbsp; The man wasn't pretty, but she could somehow smell that excitement.&nbsp; <br><br>And somehow that excited her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prelude: Tessa Gutierez</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>26-06-2006, 12:05:09</strong>
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				Opening the door slightly&nbsp; for her he stepped to the side, allowing Tessa inside without a second thought. As she stepped through he followed behind her. Somehow she could feel the eyes of the man glued onto her, exploring every inch of her frame while waiting for an opportune moment when his muscles could react and have her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prelude: Tessa Gutierez</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>11-07-2006, 18:29:18</strong>
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				Feeling, as she had so often before, eyes of desire boring into her back, though a bit more intimidatingly than sometimes, Tessa put a bit of extra sway in her hips.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prelude: Tessa Gutierez</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 11:14:55</strong>
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				As they came to the bottom stairs the guard looked up them cautiously and then back her way. It came just as she expected it, the mans arms wrapping around her stomache and pulling her incredibly close to him as if clinging to her. "Now about how grateful you are..." he began, grinning widely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Prelude: Tessa Gutierez</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>10-08-2006, 13:53:48</strong>
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				Tessa giggled softly, equal parts giddy and disgusted, as she turned in the gaurds tight arms and tilted her head up to look into his eyes.&nbsp; She pursed her full mauve lips up to him in offering while one leg went around his legs and her hips bucked softly against his crotch.&nbsp; 
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