OOC: Okay so I'm looking for a detailed, dominant guy, who isn't afraid to get a little rough. A guy who can be persuasive and slightly forceful, and will not rush straight to sex. Continue on this thread, with name, age, description and reply.
Name: Hannah
Nickname: Annie
Age: eighteen
Height: 5"2
Looks, long curly dark brown/almost black hair that comes about halfway down my back, large brown eyes, a slim petite frame, 32B
Me and my brother have always been close, despite the massive age gap, as our parents were not often around, so it became his responsibilty to look after me, which he did, he cared for me, looked out for me, and often he was the one who punished me. I have just recently turned eighteen, as soon as I did, my parents kicked me out, as they had my older brother when he was my age, the only difference being I had no where to go. So of course I called him, the one person I could always rely on, my big brother. Luckily he agreed so I packed up my things and drove to his house.
IC: I drive up the long driveway, looking up at the large house infront of me as I park up, I can't help but gulp, it has been so long since I last saw you, what if it was different? what if you had changed? or worse what if you didn't want me anymore? The last thought was almost unberable to even think about, of course you wanted me, otherwise you surely wouldn't have allowed me to move in.
I open the door, jumping out of the car and smoothing down my dress as I walk around grabbing my bag from the back off the car and making my way up to the front door. I pause, just standing there, before finally working up the courage to knock, I knock three times, waiting for you to answer. I push my hair back out of my face, wanting to look presentable for when you answer.
Name: Hannah
Nickname: Annie
Age: eighteen
Height: 5"2
Looks, long curly dark brown/almost black hair that comes about halfway down my back, large brown eyes, a slim petite frame, 32B
Me and my brother have always been close, despite the massive age gap, as our parents were not often around, so it became his responsibilty to look after me, which he did, he cared for me, looked out for me, and often he was the one who punished me. I have just recently turned eighteen, as soon as I did, my parents kicked me out, as they had my older brother when he was my age, the only difference being I had no where to go. So of course I called him, the one person I could always rely on, my big brother. Luckily he agreed so I packed up my things and drove to his house.
IC: I drive up the long driveway, looking up at the large house infront of me as I park up, I can't help but gulp, it has been so long since I last saw you, what if it was different? what if you had changed? or worse what if you didn't want me anymore? The last thought was almost unberable to even think about, of course you wanted me, otherwise you surely wouldn't have allowed me to move in.
I open the door, jumping out of the car and smoothing down my dress as I walk around grabbing my bag from the back off the car and making my way up to the front door. I pause, just standing there, before finally working up the courage to knock, I knock three times, waiting for you to answer. I push my hair back out of my face, wanting to look presentable for when you answer.