Rider's Retreat(Located at the Vassal Club Private save for invites)

[Last_Rider]

It took me time to find the new location of my retreat, as soon as I entered though I could tell she had been here. Not only the rose petals, but the framed photo, I could even catch a hint of her scent still in the air. I close my eyes, breathing deeply, her whispered words still float around and slip into my mind. This place still needs some alterations, but later perhaps. Not now. Now there is only one place I wish to be.

Que Sera Sera.

 

[Last_Rider]

I return to my retreat, brow furrowing briefly. This place needs a makeover, not drastic, but definitely a few changes. First the bed goes, another couch replacing its space. That was the main thing, a few other pieces of furniture rearranged to help give the room a slightly more central theme. Slightly more satisfied I sit at the writing desk, one hand idly tracing words onto paper. Not really writing, just whatever comes to mind.

I need a few new ideas at the moment, so this exercise should help with that.

 

[yeishia]

Slips in to leave my dark angel a photographic reminder of our last bout of, quid pro quo play My Dark Angel had done very well even though he has technically lost. This is what I has been barely wearing.

Perhaps next time I would leave a photo of my upper body.

Guess who my love?

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[Last_Rider]

I slip into my retreat, happier now that a few RW issues had resolved. Today I was here to write. Of course I was stopped short by the picture left by my Sensual Angel. All to vividly I recall the last time I had seen her wearing that little ensemble. It brings back very fond memories. I smile and place it in my line of sight as I sit and begin penning responses.

 

[yeishia]

It had been a while since I had visited.

In the real world we were connected but I had been neglecting My dark angel here on Lit

I wanted to leave him a little something ...​

I leave him a trail of red rose petals along the carpeted hallway all the way to our bedroom interwoven with scraps of my clothing; a stocking here a hair ribbon there...


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[Last_Rider]

I haven't been here in a bit, but as soon as I step into the room I smell her. Her scent, her presence, it all envelopes me in the most wonderful of ways. I close my eyes and take every bit into my body and mind. She was here, she loves me, and I love her.

My eyes follow the trail she left me, a sly grin spreading over my lips. I would follow her anywhere. My feet follow the trail, my smile never wavering. I lover her.

 

[yeishia]

I asked god for a flower
He gave me a bauquet
I asked god for a minute
he gave me a day
I asked god for true love
he gave me that too
I asked god for an angel
he gave me you
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[Last_Rider]

That is beautiful my love, and you know it goes both ways

 

[yeishia]

That is beautiful my love, and you know it goes both ways

I do...

*rushes into your arms so needing to be held by someone special*

 

[Last_Rider]

Holds my Angel close, loving her warmth, her scent

 

[yeishia]

* Relaxes in your arms*

I just do not get some people they attack perfect strangers I guess that is how they get their kicks ...I suppose that I should be used to Lit by now I guess.

*snuggles closer happy to close out the world*

 

[Last_Rider]

Holds my Angel close

 

[yeishia]

How do I love thee...Let me count the ways.

 

[Last_Rider]

*smiles

I love you too my Angel, more than words could ever say. Thank you for letting me part of your life, for loving even when I screw up, for caring about me. It means more than I can possibly tell.

 

[yeishia]

This is for you...

*smiles * love is...loving you and hanging in there even when the going gets toughish ​

 

[yeishia]

 

[yeishia]

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[Last_Rider]

"Your recepie is very accurate, and thank you for having patience with me. I know I'm not always easy to be with."

 

[yeishia]