for maryanne, lillith and our readers,... (from lala)

[Lillith Veniziano]

She's standing at the bar with a smile on her face and a martini in her hand. Her body moves with the beat, and she seems pretty happy with the fact that she's the only one dancing over there by the bar. But, it's hard to say if one would invite themselves to dance with her, or just watch her body move, entranced by the way it seems to sway with a grace both natural and almost fluid. She's dressed in a wonderful outfit consisting of a red leather skirt that clings to her hips and thighs as if it just didn't want to let those shapely parts of her body go for one moment. Up top she wears a simple black halter top bra, leaving her firm, toned belly to view, as well as reveal the fact that her navel is pierced with a small diamond ring.

But...this woman...whomever she is...would seem to be more a goddess than anything else. She's just too beautiful to be a simple woman. Her hair....dark as a raven's wing, having the appearance and texture of spider's silk. Her eyes are the most surprising feature about her, though. They are deep, fathomless pools of dark violet that seem to go on forever when looked into. Her skin is smooth and flawless, though much unlike many natives here, it is almost pearl in its coloration...unnaturally pale. But, she looks happy enough, her full lips, painted with blood red lipstick, pulled up into a smile as she still lightly dances with the music. She watches the crowd, watching the people dance and laugh and play and have a good time.

The night life....her time to haunt the streets and clubs, her time to go out and have fun...her time to party. As she watches the crowd, her eyes settle upon the two women dancing, apparently discussing something....well, let's just say they aren't considering inviting her over to play peaknuckle. A gracfeul ebony eyebrow lofts in interest, and a smooth hand comes to rub lightly at her small, pert chin. Her lips lose thier smile, instead slipping into a thin, impish grin.

The night is still young yet....and looking at those two, she's getting a plan. A long night is in store, it seems...and she's going to have one hell of a time with those two. Taking her drink in hand, she moves away from the bar, cutting through the small crowd easily...like a ship through water...and steps up to the womanly pair. With a smile, her hand lays upon Maryanne's shoulder....

"Hope you don't mind if I cut in on this dance?", she asks. Her smile is disarming...sweet and soft and full of laughter..but that twinkle in her eyes. What is it...? ...Enchanting....

 

[lala]

ooc: beware! this may not be the best example of my writing!

the woman was breathtaking. stunning in that speechless drooling out-of-anyone's league kind of way. i turned with maryanne and i heard her catch her breath, but i didn't know why til i heard the soft, low, husky voice ask to cut in,...

i let go and step back, to find the origin of the voice, though i know who it is. i just didn't expect her to cut in and dance with my girlfriend. while i step back she smoothly slides into my place.

i stand there for a minute, dumbfounded. this was unexpected, not unpleasant, but unexpected. i sit down at a nearby table and watch as two of the most beautiful women i've ever seen dance before me.

i raise my hand and get another drink without taking my eyes off the two of them, as they float their way across the dancefloor. i am mesmerized, transfixed, beholding the beauty before me.

 

[Maryanne]

A little startled, I felt Sarah's caress on the side of my breast as she directed me into the arms and strange violet eyes of the sensual vision now setting her martini on a nearby table.

She slipped easily into the beat and I sensed rather than felt her strong lead. Her lips were smiling, but her eyes were strangely not involved in the smile, not divorced, but not really involved. I stared, mouth agape into the violet pools and felt her hand flat against the small of my back invite me closer.

I looked longingly at my darling Sarah looking lovely in the candlight as I was whirled away. My hand slipped easily over the velvety bare skin of her back and I was startled by her leg slipping possessively between mine as she slipped me into a swirling turn deep into the center of the other dancers.

 

[Lillith Veniziano]

The other dancers seem nothing more than an illusion around them as they gracefully sway through the room. There are no accidental bumps...no missed steps. She keeps with the beat smoothly and easily..her body seeming to become an extension of the song. Her smooth, soft hands rest upon Maryanne's hips...her eyes locked upon her own, holding them fast with the enticing, metallic glimmer of her own endless violet pools.

"So....what's your name, hon?", she asks idly, as they continue to sway and sweep in a slow circle in the center of the room. ..."The two of you caught my eyes, and I felt I just had to come over here and introduce myself. The name is Lillith." ...Hearing her name seems to just...spark some deep-rooted, animalistic passion within. It incites thoughts of sensual writhings...intimate moans and the warmth of two bodies against each other....of sweat and heavy breath. "Lillith..."...Her name seems vaguely familiar....you could swear you heard it somewhere before, but it's like one of those things that you have upon the top of your head, but you just can't remember for the life of you.

This woman...no, this..-goddess-...whoever she is...it almost feels like somwhere, you met her before. Those eyes...it's her eyes that seem so familiar. Those deep, violet orbs that twinkle with a light anf life all thier own... light that seems almost unnatural...but strangely hypnotic...enticing.....and somehow, arousing. Her hands upon Mayanne's hips gently slide up to her waist...holding her firmly yet gently. She keeps her eyes locked upon hers...pressing her shapely body against hers tightly as they dance. She can feel the warmth of her skin...the softness of her full breasts, pressed against her own. Her smooth thigh brushses over hers, and the leg between hers, gently lifts...pressing what seems to be accidentally up between them for a moment or two...and even rubbing gently...before she pulls it away..the slightest hint of an impish smile pulling at the corners of her blood-red lips.

 

[lala]

i'll be back to post a bit later,... but i did see y'alls'

 

[Maryanne]

The ease with which she had swept me into the rhythm of the dance and the authorative way she move on the dancefloor had an exhilerating effect on me. The sexuality promised by her body's warm softness against my on brought a flush to my cheeks.

"I am Maryanne." I finally managed, my smile more or less automatic. I searched her face for some hint of what was to come next. Finding nothing but an enigmatic, almost know-it-all smile, I waited.

Inspite of myself, my body nudged closer to hers, seeking more of the heat of her thighs, savoring the feel of her mound hard and yet cushiony against my thigh now as she leaned back to look at me, thrusting her sex toward mine.

I don't know where this beautiful creature came from or where we were headed, but it felt good. I smiled longingly at Sarah, who sat smiling across the room at me.

 

[lala]

ooc: i'm a little out of it, so i'm just hoping maryanne and lillith's posts will outshine mine,... i'll get better, i just need rest,... sleep good,...

maryanne looked over the woman's shoulder at me, as if to see what i was thinking, and what i was thinking was "have i just lost my date?" she looked like she wanted to see if it was ok for her to enjoy this, and i nodded, i couldn't very well do a lot else,... she seemed happy enough, and i could only hope this strange person had plans for both of us, because i knew i didn't hold a candle to her beauty, how could anyone?

 

[Maryanne]

I could actually feel the muscles of her leg ripple against mine, the contact was that intense. Part of me wanted Sarah to come rescue me. The other part wanted more of the warm wet glow spreading through the middle of my body.

Sarah just smiled at me, nodding agreement of my unasked question. "No help there, I guess," I said to myself. Her breasts pressing against mine increased the intense intimacy of our dance.

OOC: Sorry, but I will be absent for the next few days. Out of town for the holiday. See you when I get back on Moncay. Have a nice holiday. --- Maryanne

 

[lala]

all i could do was order another drink, sit back, and wait. so i did just that. this woman had to have something in mind, so i figured, let's just wait 'til she ready to show her hand,...

 

[Maryanne]

The band closed the number and announced a break, bringing on a recorded sound and my partner lead me toward Sarah, waiting smilinly, her wine glass at her bright red lips.

Her hand rested on my arm as she leaned possessively close to me. "You looked beautiful out there Maryanne! And, ..................... I'm sorry, but I missed your name."

She sat down next to Sarah and I saw her flashing eyes focus in a steady, almost mocking gaze, into Sarah's eyes. I had almost forgotten that lovely glistening way Sarah smiled with her eyes. Lovely.

 

[Lillith Veniziano]

OOC: Sorry about the delays, you two....been pretty busy, what with the holiday and working after the holiday and all.

Lillith smiled as she danced....it seemed so damn easy for her to snare just about anyone she wanted. .....Then again, she's not who she is for nothing. ..As for who she is? ..Well..no one really knows, even though she calls herself Lillith. And it's that name which is spoken, as she catches the pause in the conversation..as well as the unspoken question directed her way.

"Lillith.", is all she says. ...She smiles, once more..in that strange way of hers...that strange smile that just doesn't seem right, somehow. ..But...then again..maybe they're just imagining things. ..She's too beautiful really. Her eyes are so..enchanting..so mezmerizing...so....lovely. The way that they are framed by her silken locks the color of a raven's wing. The smile that pull upon the corners of her soft, moist blood red lips is enigmatic...almost a sort of Mona Lisa-type smile. But, as always, there's that strange, mischievious twinkle in her eyes that always seems to be there when one looks into them. Leaning in, Lillith boldly presses a soft kiss to the side of Maryanne's neck...and glances to Sarah as that smile of her grows.

"I'm interested, in you two. ...Perhaps, do you think....later we can retire to my bungalow, and talk more? ...The night, after all, is still quite young yet...and I do not plan on spending it all in once place. ...So what do you say, girls? ....Sound like a plan?" ...Even though it's a question that could easily be answered in the negative by both or either one of them...there just seems to be this natural inclination to accept her offer. ..She's beautiful enough, surely...and gorgeous beyond words. The way she's sitting...with her legs spread unabashedly over the edges of her chair, brings to mind indecent, dark thoughts. Her thighs seem to beckon to the eyes..the way they flex and tense as she shifts her weight in her seat. The smooth, tanned skin of them seems so warm...so inviting.

She looks to both women...smiling softly as she too feels that pleasant burn begin between her thighs. ..She knows what she wants now..and she'll do what must be done to get it. For now...she'll take a simple, easy, friendly approach..and see how far it gets her.

 

[lala]

it would be so much easier if i could call a time out and have a huddle with maryanne, what was she thinking? did she like the look of this stranger? she seemed happy enough to dance with her, but was that all she wanted, or was she waiting for more? i started to think they didn't need me, that she just mentioned me for the sake of courtesy. but something tells me if she had just wanted maryanne, she could've easily just asked her to ditch me.

so my question to myself was if i was maryanne what would i do? would i want to join this woman? i finally conceded to myself that although i didn't feel i was her match this woman didn't have a relationship with maryanne, and i did. and i knew that maryanne wanted me by her side. as for joining the woman,...

i looked into maryanne's eyes. it looked like she wouldn't mind anything as long as i was with her. but did i want to go? the woman was not only beautiful but intriguing and mysterious. if nothing else it would be an adventure, right? i smiled to maryanne, and she smiled back. was there relief in that smile? or was it a little uneasy? only time would tell, right?

finally i had an idea, it would give us time to discuss, really freshen up, gauge how long she wanted us to stay, and what she had in mind. i said "why don't you tell us where you're staying, maryanne and i can take our rental car back to our room, freshen up, change, and take a cab to your place?"

i almost went back to my old habit of chewing my nails while waiting for her response. why did it matter, why was i nervous? i sought out maryanne's hand under the table, trying to calm myself a little bit, i was as excited as the first time i'd ever went out to a real bar, or my (albeit disasterous) first date. hopefully this would go smoother though,...

ooc: does it all make sense? i'm doing my side very subjective, and i think i'll continue that style unless i get feedback otherwise, so hopefully it will be clear with three of us writing, right? anyhow, probs, ?'s etc, you can e-mail me

and as far as taking a while to answer, i think we all have and will especially this time of year, but hopefully it won't die, we'll come back to it,... i like it, and it has lots of potential

[Edited by lala on 12-02-2000 at 04:54 PM]

 

[Maryanne]

I grabbed Sarah's hand under the table, grateful for her letting me know she was close. My baffled attraction to Lillith was just about equal to my fear and trepidation of just where this was going. Sarah's reassuring hand pressing mine said, "Oh, Maryanne, I need to here you say this is OK."

In my mind, I heard a little voice saying "I'd kind of like to hear me say that too." I thought that Sarah had wanted to go out for some new adventure earlier, but she looked conflicted now, so I wanted to go back to base for a recount of the votes.

"Good idea!" I knew I sounded a little too enthusiastic in agreeing. I stood up and looked expectantly at Lilith. I felt the warmth of a blush flowing over my skin.




OCC: Lillith, having you speaking in the third person and Sarah and I in first person is putting distance between us. would you be comfortable switching to first person?