part 11 of the China Pearl Inn

"Good morning, I hope I didn't startle you. I've had very little time recently, but I've finally got a story that I'm mostly happy with, but the ending is proving difficult. I'm not overly thrilled with the start either, but that's easily fixed." I roll my shoulders to ease the stiffness. "It's good to see company here again, it's been quiet here recently. What are you reading? "
 
"Oh, nothing interesting," I say as I place a bookmark in it, putting it face down on the table to remain a mystery.

I get up and gently place my hands on his shoulders, massaging away the knots I can find.

"It has been a while since I've been here. Life just got thrown upside down in the last few years. It's scary how much things have changed... but also stayed the same... if that makes sense?"
 
"Mmm, that feels good. Sleeping in chairs is never a great idea." I feel the tension drain away under her expert fingers, and realise that I'm more stressed out than I thought.

"Yes, it does make sense; so much is familiar, yet different too. I tend to drift in and out when I get the time, which isn't always easy with work and family pressures. I do need the escape though, it keeps me sane."
 
"Mmmmm, I know what you mean. Life is just crazy at the moment," I say, as I smooth the last bit of tension from his shoulders and return to my seat, nursing the remainder of my wine.

"I hear it's rather hot your side?"
 
I pause outside the door of this familiar haunt of mine. It’s been a good while since my last visit and I had began to wonder if I could ever find my way back. As quietly as I can I enter the huge space, my eyes instinctively checking corners and all of the interior spaces for possible threats. It’s seems my recent adventures have left me a bit on edge even though I know this place offers respite from the dangers that lurk elsewhere. I find a secluded table, sit and lean back in the comfortable leather chair and take a deep cleansing breath.
 
A new arrival catches my attention and I watch as he finds a comfortable seat to relax in.

"Hi," I simply say, giving him a warm and welcoming smile.

"Would you like a warm cup of coffee?" I offer.
 
"Mmmmm, I know what you mean. Life is just crazy at the moment," I say, as I smooth the last bit of tension from his shoulders and return to my seat, nursing the remainder of my wine.

"I hear it's rather hot your side?"

"It has been, but we've had rain most of the weekend which has cooled things down a bit. It was expected though, it's a British tradition for it heave down on Wimbledon finals days. I am hoping for a bit of a cool down over Europe though, I'm heading to Cyprus in a few weeks, and they've got 42 degrees C at the moment."
 
I pause outside the door of this familiar haunt of mine. It’s been a good while since my last visit and I had began to wonder if I could ever find my way back. As quietly as I can I enter the huge space, my eyes instinctively checking corners and all of the interior spaces for possible threats. It’s seems my recent adventures have left me a bit on edge even though I know this place offers respite from the dangers that lurk elsewhere. I find a secluded table, sit and lean back in the comfortable leather chair and take a deep cleansing breath.

Afternoon good sir, I hope I find you well.
 
As I make my way down from my loft the remains of sleep cling to me. I pause on the landing, the bright flames on the have shadows dancing sensually in the common room. I tilt my head as a sweet sensual fragrances fills my nostril. It does not take me long to come to her a soft kiss caresses the nape of her neck.

It has been a wile sense you have graced us with your presence Miss........another merlot dear?

Strange I'll have a fresh pot of coffee on soon but I see our charming young Miss has already offered you some.


Morning gearhead coffee or something stronger?
 
“You do. Thanks for asking. Please don’t let me interrupt. I just stopped by to rest a bit and collect my thoughts. This place always seems to…inspire me.”

Seeing a familiar face brings a broad smile to my lips.

“Coffee would hit the spot CG, thank you.” I say standing and rounding the table to retrieve the mornings fresh brew.
 
One coffee, no two coffees coming up.

I pour two steaming coffees one for Strange and the other for gearhead. and set each before them. I know what you have been up to Strange but gearhead what have you been up to.

I listen to his dark adventure slow I turn to the lovely dark Lady my lips caress hers as I set another merlot before her.
 
“I’ve been doing some writing actually CG. Two lovely ladies have taken a gamble and decided to see if we could collaborate and bring a few ideas to life. Other than that is just work/life blah blah blah.”

I take a sip of the steaming liquid he provided and took a seat on one of the comfortable stools.

“How about yourself? It seems you have a few stories going from what one sees in the boards.”
 
Yes, I have one or two threads going but I always look to write with lovely young ladies that give naughty little details in their posts it make posting so much easier.

So tell me what stories you are writing old friend?
 
"Morning, CG," I say softly, the soft kiss at my nape sending shivers down my spine. "It is great to see you."

Taking the second glass of merlot, I swirl it around between my fingers, listening to the conversation.

"I have been MIA for a while, but I'm looking to start up a thread or two, myself."
 
Really Miss, what did you have in mind dear?

I listen closely as the young Miss says she had been MIA.

I hope it was nothing bad that has kept you MIA.
 
"It depends on your definition... of bad," I say, quietly, shadows dancing in my depths.

My eyes are searching his, he has always been unerringly perceptive in picking up on my darkest desires. He would know what my body is craving...
 
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I take the pale beauties hand in mine a soft kiss brushes her lips.
"Come my sweet Miss."
Once more I take her to the place that will free her to simply enjoy.
 
This enchanting young beauty takes my hand, so trustingly, her azure eyes meet mine and I see once again her longing and fear of what is to come. I leads her through the heavy, ornate door and down the winding staircase... ...her fate sealed as it locks behind me.
 
A note lays on the bar,
Strange,

The coffee is hot, and the bar is open for your pleasure as I take mine.

C G
 
A small cinnamon-hued form dances through the doors of the Inn and finds her way to a seat.

Now, if I could just get a cuppa....
 
The aromas of never ending coffee, worn leather and tobacco greet me as I enter the Inn. I again seek a quiet corner to sit, this time near a window as I look for inspiration.
 
Ah gearhead it seems that late afternoon finds the Inn slow, but a mug of coffee will always brighten the day.

Luna it is always a pleasure to see you. I pass her a mug of fresh brewed coffee.
 
"Thank you CG, I appreciate it immensely." I say accepting the fresh mug of hot sustenance. "How are things?" I ask taking a tentative sip.
 
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