The China Pearl Inn

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Very slow Dee an not a story to post to.

I pour myself a B&B.

Can I get you anything?

I am sure what ever option you chose your co-writer will be very lucky to be writing with you. i know I was.
 
I would love a refill, thank you CG, I say as I take the last sip of my Merlot.

Smiling up at him appreciatively.
 
Merlot, ummm I see you still like your red wines.

I pour Dee another glass of wine.

So what are you up to?

I pat my knee and smile up into her eyes.
 
He enters and takes a seat, smiling to DE who he has just met in pm as they discuss a story. and to CG one he has know for a while.
Hi all.
 
Edited the post Gladiator it should explain better now her presence there.
 
Good evening Gladiator, very nice to meet you ... in person ... so to speak, I say smiling at him curiously.

Azure eyes light up devilishly as I take CG up on his offer and take a seat on his lap. Now this brings back memories, I say softly.

Good evening Asa, welcome
 
Yes Dee very pleasant memories. I whisper in her ear and my teeth graze her earlobe.

I am doing well Glad and you?

Evening Asa I see your busy as always.;)
 
"Glad to meet you as well DE. It is a pleasure. You should feel special, I would not reserect this character for just anyone." he smiles.

Thank you Asa, I will check it out.

He pores himself a tall glass of cider and takes a long drink.
 
Your characters sounds like a fascinating creature, I am very honoured that you would resurrect him, I say to Gladiator, raising my glass to him in a salute.

CG's wicked attentions to my earlobe does not go unnoticed as I shiver. Evil man, I breathe.
 
He smiles. You appear to be a very good writer, and someone who won't just up and abandon a story without good reason or explanation.
 
Really Dee?

I smile as I whisper "the loft" "Phoo Ming's Domain", "the catacombs". My hot moist breath washes over the nape of Dee's neck and smile as I watched the stray wips of her hair dance with each whispered word.
 
I have been absent from Lit for a while, but I do have a bit more spare time these days, so am wanting to try my hand at a thread or two, I say, taking a sip of wine.

And you?
 
Really Dee?

I smile as I whisper "the loft" "Phoo Ming's Domain", "the catacombs". My hot moist breath washes over the nape of Dee's neck and smile as I watched the stray wips of her hair dance with each whispered word.

Oh CG, I whisper, a girl could just melt at those sumptuous options.

I have not seen dear Phoo Ming in a while, I confess ... blushing
 
Busy rl for sure CG

Greetings DE long time. How ya been?
 
Oh CG, I whisper, a girl could just melt at those sumptuous options.

I have not seen dear Phoo Ming in a while, I confess ... blushing

I am sure he has missed you Dee almost as much as I have. I know he would love to see you.

Asa well busy can be good, makes the time fly.
 
I have had my own absenses from lit myself DE. but I really would like to write again as well. Especially with a character such as him.
 
I am looking forward to it, Gladiator.

CG, I whisper his name softly, it is getting late and I am afraid I need to go. Thank you for your hospitality, it is always such a pleasure.

Good Evening everyone, and hi Asa, it has indeed been a while. I'm good, how are you?

With those words my form slowly dissolves into a black mist, swirling around, leaving a gentle caress on CG's cheek before I disappear into the night - the scent of a highveld thunderstorm lingering in the air.
 
Good Night sweet lady.

I call. A soft smile bows my lips at Dee's tender caress .
 
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I wonder what I should eat for dinner." he muses as he waves farewell to DE, already pondering his post
 
I wake to leaden skies and the muted colors of Autumn. the over cast brings out the strong earth fragrance of the season once more reminding me how much of our memories are triggered by aromas. I smile as my nostrils are filled with the soft mingled sensually seductive fragrances of the ladies who visit the Inn. Each triggering their own memories.

Morning to any who may be about.

I pour my morning coffee and gaze out the window lost in my own thoughts for the moment.
 
The day wears on as I find myself distracted by events in the RW. I feel a dark depression that grips my soul. I slip into the shadows of the Inn seeking the amenity of being invisible..
 
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I slip into the Inn happy to see that Invisible hands have made coffee and that the fire is glowing brightly...

Sick yet again I have no wish to drink or eat, nor do I want to remain in my real world. I seek solace in the shadows of the beloved Inn.

Taking a soft blanket I curl up in my favorite chair my eyes watching the flickering flames dancing along one shadowed wall... The soft glow never quite quit reaches where I lay resting.

Smiling softly I close my eyes shutting out the world and trying to banish my morbid thoughts.
 
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