The Outlook

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*Across the dimensions, a blush arises as an arousing image inspires thoughts sure to find their way into inspired posts. A naughty giggle ensues, carried back across the distance on gentle winds*
 
wandering in, pretty white summer dress, bare shoulders, black fishnets, but otherwise barefoot
 
Appears with a small flash of light on the docks of the Outlook. Looks around and walks over to the railing to look out to the ocean.
 
summons a pretty waitress...coaxing her down so I can whisper my drink request in her ear...enjoying the scent of her skin and perfume
 
Walks inside the bar section of th Outlook and order a drink from the bartender. Then notices a newcomer. Grabs his drink and walks over to her.

How are you today and what brings you to the Outlook?
 
Smils behind his helmet and nods to her.

Same here, same here. Not much to do, I left the Island and the China Pearl Inn because nothing was going on of interest in either area.
 
well, its like that sometimes. Drifting about can be the only way some days
smiles
 
Chuckles.
I hear you. It`s been boring. Even at the China Pearl Inn, where no one talks about anything interesting.

Sighs in boredom and sits down on a couch.
 
well, if you want conversation to go another way, you have to be the driving presence, dontcha
 
Oh I try, but they either ignore me by not replying, or changing to a different subject without even listening to me. That`s why I created the Island.
 
Oh I try, but they either ignore me by not replying, or changing to a different subject without even listening to me. That`s why I created the Island.

well, like any group, it takes time to make inroads, you know? In that way, its no different than meeting people in real life. It can be very frustrating, but we all went through it.
 
Takes off his helmet and takes a sip from his drink.

Maybe, I don`t know. So what do you want to talk about?

Leans back and put his hands behind his head, all showing a state of complete relaxation.
 
Nods.
Yes. So what do you want to talk about?
Why"Avellan, instead of asking Vail what she wants to talk about why don't you try to talk to her about something." I say stepping from the shadows where I was studying while eating my dinner. Now I find myself ready to socialize so I smoothly interject myself into the conversation. "Perhaps try something like this."

I walk over to Vail. I have not had extensive contact with her but I know she's one of Thyri's good friends, so feel connection to her in that way. "Hey Vail. How are you today? Do anything interesting?" I ask, taking a seat on the chair across from her.
 
slips in, finding her favorite waitress...spending a very long time placing an order, just to enjoy
 
Follows her in, again, unable to resist. I watch her with the waitress from the beach and I walk over and find a table of my own, just eyeing her.
 
fingers running down the arm of my waitress, enjoying how she stands beside me just a bit longer than maybe she should...but she radiates a warmth that...tastes...wonderful in the salt air

her hands shake as my fingers reach them. I like that too.

I wonder, sometimes, if she is a present to me from the pretty girl who's eyes seem to be stalking me
 
A soft grin as the waitress delivers the drink I've asked her to. Not my table, but hers. Sometimes I can't help but spoil her. It's been days, weeks even. But just as if it were yesterday, she radiates heat, lust and want. And I'm drawn.
 
absolutely unable to help myself, my eyes on her, my leg rises, and comes to rest on the table...the thin white fabric of my summer dress hanging down, the cool wind dancing across my bare toes

And I stare at her
because its what I do and its what I have always done
and always will
Because it makes us both happy
 
A soft chuckle.
A tip of the head and a raised drink.

Still. I can't shake that feeling. That one that pulls and tugs and draws me to her side.

Oh, you know how it goes, one girl propositioning another girl. Would you look at that, I've gone and gotten ahead of myself here.

Funny how easy it was to kneel next to her, and not even think about it. Because it's what I've always done.
 
I can't help but smile, but shiver...her eyes on me might as well be her fingers and lips...
I know what she thinks, how she feels...the way her hair whisks along my tummy...the marks her teeth will leave on my skin

She could make love to me from fifty feet away

make me cum

make me cry out her name

But, of course, its much nicer having her much closer


hello
 
My hands are already itching to touch her, to run my nails up her thighs and leave scarlet trails. To dance over creamy skin till I hear her tell tale gasps, my tongue flicking in their wake.

I will give away all my thoughts when I look up at her. She knows all my naughty little secrets. Still I grin.


Hi.
 
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