Trans-continental Train (Open)

[loving4u]

Johann

I loved the way she just let the mask drop at my compliment....which was more reality from my eyes than just flattery........It was like all the veneer of confidence was gone and was replaced with that sensual vulnerability again which had attracted me in the first place. Her blush spreading all over her body as she withdrew her eyes from mine.

Then suddenly as her eyes met mine the confidence was back......surprising me at the suddenness ........ as she returned the compliment

"You are an incredibly handsome man," she said, and though I might have partly agreed with her, the suddenness of it took me by surprise, making me smile again. This is going to be a real challenge, I thought, as I wondered if I could handle such a potent combination. Vulnerability with Confidence. Beauty and Brains. Innocence and Potential Naughtiness (which sometimes peeked from her eyes). Cool and Calm surface and an Volcano waiting to erupt within. That is all what I had seen of her and that is all that was driving me to her. I already felt as if I had known her for ages now. Our eyes locked again. Their dialog continuing notwithstanding our initial awkwardness. There was a lot more intamacy in our eyes already.

As my eyes ran over her body and back to her eyes, I saw that knowing look in them and when she said "You like the view", I just couldn't hold back any longer and gave a sheepish grin. I was sure that the effort to probe beyond what she potrayed herself as was appreciated and that made me more confident.

"uuuummmmmmmmmm yessssss!" I whispered, not wanting anyone else to hear what I said as I went close to her and whispered in her ear, "The view has me spellbound. I am sure there is a lot of mystery to explore. What I would really like to do is to, maybe, do a potrait of you. Full length and preferably without any adornments hindering the natural beauty"

I smelt her as I was so near her........my mind again in a whirl. Was this what I have been searching for. Was this a metaphor for my search for meaning in my life. Thoughts like that and lots of others made me dizzy as I managed to retain control on myself through the contact with her eyes, as I saw them widen a bit at the audacity of my suggestion and also that hint of excitement at the immense possibilities that existed. I was sure than that maybe this was what she was hoping for too!

 

[gaigirl]

Lucia Monsarrat

This is it-- the opportunity I have been waiting for. A chance to study with the most famous and acclaimed opera coach in America, in Los Angeles. So here it is, my new Journal, (such an appropriate gift from my students!)

"I am Lucia Monsarrat." I repeated to myself as I saw my name, Lucy Monroe scrawled across the score of the song cycle I intended to sing for La Signora. "I will not think of myself as just plain Lucy again." Lucy is a woman of the past. A part of me, yes, but the focus now is on the present and the future.

Lucy was a fat English teacher from a small town. Lucia is thin, graceful, and full of dreams with a future bright before her. Lucia loves all these new smaller clothes, and knows how to wear them with style. She dresses to be noticed, and she notices and responds when she gets the recognition that she is attractive. Lucy's frumpy dresses and beer keg body shape are gone forever.

There are so many people on this train. Yesterday I saw a guy studying an English book. Very intriguing. Bellissimo, in fact. I wondered if he speaks Italian, but I know my rudimentary skills would stop a comversation attempt flat. And anyway, I don't teach English anymore. No more "I went to shopping" responses from students asking their partners about their weekends. It is essential to focus on the life ahead. I am no longer a teacher who sings. From this moment, I am a singer who taught.

Tonight in the dining car I saw a young man who was listening to music. He was watching a lady in a hawaiian skirt, but she didn't seem to notice him. At least she pretended not to notice. Why do women do that? I need to gt up to speed on the rules of flirting-- like pronto! I've hid long enough behind layers of flab and insecurity, shyness and low self esteem. This is the trip that will change my life. Lucy has just a short time to fade into the past, and Lucia emerges more and more as I put Lucy's secret dreams into action and motion.

Actually, this Journal is a great opportunity for filling the hours of travel. The train provides the perfect transition for me, from my east coast life to my west coast life. Gradual change, step by step.

Starting tomorrow. I am going to wear my tight black T-shirt, and the floaty silk skirt. Before starting to write this I spent thirty minutes just sorting through all the new lingerie Marco gave me. It was wierd shopping for underwear with a guy-- nothing at all like shopping with my mother, but Marco insisted. He has been the best friend to me, and a true mentor. I hope La Signora will be as capable of seeing my true heart and potential. If only Marco weren't so much older than I... and then there is the obvious--Why is it that all the great men are gay? I wonder if that dark haired guy that waited on me at dinner is single? I think he said his name was Frank. I wonder if he knows how good he looks from behind...

I am pretty sure the blonde guy listening to music last night at dinner is traveling by himself. Maybe he would be a good one to keep an eye on. I'm determined to show off this underwear before the newness wears off. I promised Marco I would try. During dinner there was a petite redhead who had a way of confidence about her. I am gong to watch her, and maybe try to talk to her if the opportunity comes up.

for now-- sleep and listening to Callas.

 

[sachiaiko]

Shae

IC: I couldn’t believe he would so blatantly admit to his roaming gaze, but he did, and those absolutely kissable lips pulled back in a sheepish grin that made me want to kiss him all the more. His whispered response had been a thrill, quite literally, along my spine. And when he moved closer to me in proximity I fought to keep my hands from touching his face, gripping my coffee mug until my knuckles whitened, reminding me to let go.

“A portrait? Of me?” I asked, and my voice sounded breathy, shy, even to myself. I bit my lip and tried again, “Well…” I began, cutting my eyes upwards at him, a small grin tugging at the corners of my mouth. “We are sharing our Cabin alone, as I understand it… I would be lying if I said there was no possibility of doing a portrait…” Once I let the words leave my mouth, I was immediately shy and terribly uncertain if I’d just agreed to lay, stand, sit or whatever, naked for this man all alone. Aaah well, such is life, and this man treated me like a beautiful thing. Or maybe I just couldn’t resist those lips.

My tongue flicked across my lower lip before I started to nibble at it, nibbling my lower lip had always been some what of a nervous habit of mine, and I was most definitely nervous as I gazed at the man before me. Johann. Gods, he was handsome. But I noticed something in his eyes, a longing, maybe even a sadness that had no place in such lovely bottomless eyes. I realized with a jolt that I longed to know this man, this was more then simple lust, Although that was surely a part of it, I felt as if he and I were already friends, sitting together at a meal as if it was pre-ordained so. Maybe I’m a bit melodramatic, but I truly felt this as I looked into his lovely face.

Smiling softly, I took another sip of my coffee, the cup was near empty at this point, and then gazed down at the drawing laying on the table before me.

“You want me completely nude?” I asked, fighting the blush down with the last gulp of coffee, then almost choked as I realized just exactly what I’d said, and how exactly it had sounded.

“I mean… for the portrait…” I stammered, then flushed deeply, closing my eyes with a little chuckle. “Oh dear…” I mumbled, well, no hiding what I’d been thinking now, I thought to myself. It could have passed if I hadn’t stammered out a red flag that might as well have read “I’m definitely thinking about laying nude for more then a portrait, sexy Johann.”

Confidence, Confidence, Confidence, I managed to raise my eyes back to his, wondering what I might see in them after my non-to-slick slip.

 

[loving4u]

Johann

Her response was more than I had expected. I was expecting someting more in the lines of 'ummmmmm I am not really sure its a good idea' or 'Maybe I will think about it' or something of that sort.

But the way she looked at me as she considered the proposal, knowing fully well that I was thinking about more than just sketching her. The moment the words left her lips I could see that blush return in its full glory spreading all over her. Then again, as before she regained control of the situation the look in her eyes just melting me right there. The way she ran her tongue over that sexy lower lip and the way she bit it then......a very involuntary gesture........but one that seemed so sensual to me...as if it had been specially for me......as if those lips wanted to say something to me and were unable to say it......or maybe they just wanted to have my lips feel them. Oh God, If I was not bound by the conventions of first meeting etiquette, I am sure I would have taken her in my arms and placed my lips on those lucious ones right there and then. I felt the invitation in them so strong.

And then came the moment where her confidence made her say something that made her the most vulnerable ever.

“You want me completely nude?”

That statement actually took the words out of my eyes. I was pleasantly surprised that she could see so clearly into me. The look of excited surprise in my eyes must have made her realise that I was able to see through her exactly as she was able to see through me and that brought out the vulnerable part again.

Her face was as red as her hair now. As she tried to get the conversation back to acceptable dinner table standards, Her eyes lowered. But we both knew that we were now far beyond just dinner time acquaintances. I was feeeling that I had known her for ages and that intimacy was showing in my eyes and face.

As she looked back up to me, I smiled back at her, my lips parted and pensive as I didn't say anything. My eyes were looking straight and deeep within her soulful ones. Both of us lost in each other. It seemed as if time was standing still. My hand seemed to find a life of its own as it lightly touched her cheeks, the fingers lightly travelling down to her lips............running them over the slightly moist lips.........as my lips ached to be there.

As my hand reached back to her cheek....lying against it.....so intimately.....all the time our eyes were just lost in each other......I found myself saying, "Yes, Shae, I want you completely nude. For the potrait and for my eyes."

I left my hand on her cheek, my face near her as I looked back into her eyes and tried to read what was going on in her soul.

 

[sweetlilmandy]

Madeline DuBois

"Ma'am....your iced tea..."

Madeline looked up to find the waiter standing next to her table, holding her iced tea. She had been completely lost in her thoughts.

"Oooh....oh! Bless you!!" Madeline gave the waiter her brightest smile as she took the glass from his hands. "I'm just about to die of thirst" she took a long refreshing swallow of the cool tea. "Oh that's just about the most perfect tasting tea I've ever had."

"Well thank you....I'll be sure to tell the....tea maker..." the waiter smiled, obviously amused by Madeline's zeal. "Are you ready to order...Miss..?"

"You can call me Madeline. And yes, I'm ready to order..... Let's see..." Madeline's eyes scanned the menu once more. "I think I'll have a turkey club. Lightly toasted with just a dab of mayo."

Madeline handed the menu back to the waiter. "Thank you....oh...what is your name? It's only fair since you know mine!" she smiled again.

 

[superg]

Frank

"Oh that's just about the most perfect tasting tea I've ever had."
she said. A little melodramatic for a cup of iced tea I thought but hey its a compliment.

"Thanks, I'll be sure to tell the teamaker" i replied. "Mr. Lipton should be happy" I thought to myself with a little chuckle.

She ordered her turkey club and told me her name was Madeline. Ahh Madeline what a beautiful name for such a gorgeous woman. Her skin looked silky smooth but there was something else, a certain je ne se quois (sp?) if you will, that kept drawing me to her.

"My name? Oh its Frank, Frank Capuzzo. Very nice to meet you" I looked deep into her eyes hoping she could see a glimmer of what I was feeling but couldn't say while on duty. Ahh but duty called and these people wouldn't serve themselves. "I'll get your turkey club right away Madeline" I said with smile. And off I went to the kitchen.

 

[sachiaiko]

Shae

IC: The look in his eyes took me back, and I began to nibble my lip again. Not only had I not seen condemnation when I looked back up into his eyes, but on the contrary, I saw an answering heat in his heavy gaze. Honestly, I couldn’t believe that I was being so forward, or that he was for that matter. It was all rather new to me.

Trying vainly to control my blushing, I gazed down at the portrait once more, but for the life of me I couldn’t even begin to think of anything that would be suitable for the dinner table after my last comment and the heat in his eyes. I don’t know, he was just so beautiful, handsome. I felt as if he and I had known each other and were just sharing another intimate moment that was all ours.

As my eyes raised back up to his, he smiled and I nearly melted right then and there in my seat. I thought then, that if he kept smiling at me like that I’d soon be his “love slave” and do nearly anything he wanted. The thought sent a shiver down my spine, and the blush regained its wicked control of my face.

As my eyes locked on his, I licked my lips again, an uncontrollable gesture. I watched as he raised his hand out of the corner of my eye, unwilling to look away from the bottomless pools that were Johann’s eyes, he brought his fingertips lightly to my cheek, then trailed his touch down to my lips. Something in his eyes, or maybe in the tenderness with which he touched me, was almost calming. I had no desire to pull away, in fact as he touched my lips, he moved a little closer, those lovely lips seemingly wanting to say, or do, something.

I have to admit, I wanted him to kiss me, more then anything. Damn the rest of the patrons in the dinning car, it was just one little kiss, nothing wrong with that. One tiny little kiss wouldn’t be out of the picture…

“Yes, Shae, I want you completely nude. For the portrait, and for my eyes.” As the words left his mouth, I felt heat blossoming in my chest. My eyes closed to half mast, and I unconsciously nuzzled my cheek against his hand for only an instant. When I opened my eyes once again, he was closer, and this time… I was absolutely certain he would kiss me. I wanted him to kiss me.

Gazing into his eyes, I nearly held my breath for what would happen next…

 

[H'venlee]

OC:
Name: Brianna Lewis
Age:32

A very plain woman with long blonde hair & green eyes. She was just dumped by her boyfriend of 10 years. She was a virgin when they met. She has led a very sheltered life. She works as a secretary in downtown DC.

IC:
Climbing on the train, trying to carry my large suitcase, duffle bag, purse, and jacket, I stumble up the steps of the train at the DC station. I mumble a very mild curse as I bang my knee against a wall as I climb the narrow steps.

Finding my private sleeping birth, I unload everything onto one seat and collapse into the other.

"This is supposed to be relaxing!" I think to myself. Shaking my head at all the things that had gone wrong before this day, I work at trying to settle myself into the small compartment. Tucking my bags into any nook and cranny I can find, I feel the train pull away from the station, leaving all my worries behind me.

A porter comes to check my tickets. He gives me a smile and says, "Dinner is being served now in the dining car miss." I smile back politely.

I let my hair down from the bun it has been twisted in, letting it flow down my back in soft curls. I run my hands through it, letting it fall in whisps around my face. My hands reach back to massage the tight muscles in my neck. Working 65 hours a week has caused many sleepless nights and too tense muscles. A yawn escapes my lips.

"Ok...time to get moving!" Pulling my hair back into a ponytail, I make myself get up off the seat and I rummage through my things to find one of the many romance novels I packed. Finding one that is very dog-earred, I tuck it in my purse and head off to the dining car, my body swaying with the movement of the train.

I arrive in the car, dodging the little children as they run back and forth in the aisle. A waiter points to an empty table. I slide in, moving as close to the window as I can get. A glass of water and a menu are set before me. I smile up at the waiter, a handsome Italian man, and ask for a glass of white wine.

I scan the menu,adjusting my glasses as I quickly decide on an entree, then grab my book and settle down to read and relax. My gaze shifting from the words on the pages to the people around me. Hoping this trip will bring something new and exciting to my life.

 

[superg]

Frank

All these beautiful women on this train. Its something Frank could never have imagined. He's seen beautiful women before, many infact but never have there been so many all in one place. Frank's mind swirled with the possibilities. He couldn't wait till dinner was over.

 

[Don/Deb]

Debbie

OCC.....this was one busy train today........*S*......

 

[loving4u]

Johann

I felt and saw the quiver in her lips as they imperceptibly moved closer to mine and opened just that bit. Her warm short breath was playing on my lips now. And then she opened her eyes and looked back at me with such a clear longing, the same longing I am sure that was reflected in my eyes too. I just couldnt stop myself.

I forgot that we were in a train. I forgot that we were supposed to be eating in the dining car. I forgot that there were people around us. I forgot there there were families and kids there too. I forgot that I had just met her moments ago. I forgot that I didnt know anything about her except her name. I forgot that my hand wasn't supposed to move from her cheek to behind her head, my fingers running through her hair and bringing her close.

I forgot everything except that those lips were there and that they were beckoning me. Except that there was a growing need in me to get more close to you. Except that my hand was there in her hair feeling them, and wanted to be all over her right then. Except that I wanted to possess her.

My lips moved on their own accord, my hand very lightly pushing her head towards me, as her lips open just that bit more. My lips touch hers and I feel a shiver run down my body. Our lips open a bit more, my tongue running lightly on her lower lip.

My eyes are locked in hers and at that moment time stood still. It was just our eyes and lips that were talking to each other.

 

[sachiaiko]

Shae

IC: When he leaned in to kiss me, my heart stopped and I prayed that I wasn’t dreaming. His warm hand slid from my cheek to tangle in the hair at the back of my head, and as our lips touched I felt that tingling shiver run down my spin yet again. This was a record for me!

Without a second thought, I reached my hand out to lightly caress his neck with hesitant fingertips, enjoying the warmth of him against my hand as I parted my lips just enough to allow him passage into my mouth. Gods, the kiss was so slow and sensual, I could hardly breath.

Gently, I nibbled at his lower lip, heaving a silent sigh against him as my hand caressed along the back of his neck and the base of his skull. And then finally, slowly, I pulled back from the kiss, looking into his lovely chocolate eyes and smiled.

I must have appeared shy, I felt shy staring up into his face, saying nothing. The moment was just too surreal, too unbelievable that such a man would approach me like this. I wanted nothing more then to go back to my - - Our - - cabin and curl up into his warm embrace and kiss him all night long. At that thought, my face began to heat again, and so did the look in my eyes.

“I…” I realized I didn’t have the words, and just ended up biting lower lip again, letting my eyes drink in the sight of him, then linger along his lovely lips again.

 

[sweetlilmandy]

Madeline DuBois

"Thanks Frank!" Madeline looked up and gave Frank a little wink and a big smile. Their eyes locked and for just a second before he turned toward the kitchen. Madeline felt her heart flutter.

"Silly." she thought to herself. She had thought she saw a glimmer of interest in Frank's eyes. "You just want somebody to want you" Madeline chastized herself. It had been months since she and Kelly saw each other. Kelly had decided to take a big job promotion which moved her to D.C. The long distance relationship was working...so far.

She felt the train come to a stop. "We must be in D.C.!" She thought excitedly. Madeline decided to wait in the dining car, giving Kelly enough time to board the train and settle herself into their shared sleeping cabin.

Madeline looked around the dining car, eyes dancing. She caught a couple down the aisle kissing and making out. "Oooo..." she giggled at their blatant lustfullness. She felt a little quivering deep inside her as she watched the couple. It had been so long since she had been satisfied......other than by herself that is.

Frank brought her food to the table and laid it gently before her.

"That was fast! Boy this looks wonderful!" Madeline shifted in her seat, all ready to dig in. "Thank you Frank..." She looked up at the handsome waiter, this time taking a little time to study his face.

 

[loving4u]

Johann

It was such a wonderful moment....that kiss. It was like we had been kissing for ages. Her lips felt so familiar, so mine!

My lips had lightly sucked on her lower lip, running my tongue over it, trying to capture their taste for posterity. Though, at that very moment, both of us knew that this was just the first of a series of many more to follow. More intimate ones.

We both broke the kiss almost at the same time. Our eyes still looking into each others'. I could see the blush all over her cheeks and face at that moment. At the same time there was an invitation in her eyes; sort of daring me to do more, maybe here, maybe in OUR cabin.

"I..." She started to say and stopped. That unfinished sentence held so many possibilities. Did she mean, "I .... liked that so much that I would like more of it" or "I .... was dying for that." or "I .... don't know what came over both of us." or "I .... know I shouldn't have done that but I just couldn't help myself.". It could have been all of these and maybe much more.

My hand was still in her hair.......feeling them as it slowly moved down over her neck.......my fingers running over the warm skin feeling the softness and the heat flowing from her body to mine.

I broke the silence by saying, "So, when do you think we could do that?" My fingers running on the edge of her tank top and onto her shoulder blades.

 

[sachiaiko]

Shae

IC: I adored the fact that Johann hadn’t removed his hand from my hair, it somehow intensified the reality and the intimacy of the moment. Gazing at his features, I have to admit I nearly felt drunk with the excitement, my stomach was all fluttery with the butterflies that are so common after a first kiss, especially one of that magnitude.

Truly, what I wanted was to head back to our cabin, but I didn’t want to sound to eager, or give the impression that this was something I partook in on a normal basis. The truth was this was anything *but* normal for me. None the less, I wanted to go back to our cabin.

I gazed at him, a small smile tugging my lips, that warmth spreading from my chest into my stomach. And when he opened his mouth to break the silence…

“So, when do you think we could do that…?” his voice was soft, incredibly erotic to my ears and I could barely think enough to respond in words. So I did the next best thing…

Leaning forward, I captured his lips in mine once more, drawing him into an intimate and slow kiss. My tongue lightly caressed his lower lip before I nibbled softly, giving a soft, almost inaudible whimper in response. I couldn’t help but whimper, by that point it was out of my hands.

 

[soulchump]

Antonio "Tony" Possiamo

OOC:
Allow me to say that I LOVE how many virgins are on this train, and how INCREDIBLE you all are as writers . . . this is going to be an experience . . . Peace.

IC:
I take your hand from the underside as you extend it, and use the repetition of your name to stall while I figure out if I'm supposed to kiss the hand or shake it.

"Debbie . . . molto piacere. My name is Antonio, but people call me Tony if you'd prefer."

The stalling took my boldness with it, so I just lowered our still-touching hands to the table, and gave yours one last caress before releasing. While doing all this I have been looking at your hands, I realize, so I take this moment to return to your blue eyes, and find that warm smile in them that first made me feel that my invitation wouldn't be considered pushy.

As a precaution, though, I apologize for my forwardness by saying, "I hope that by my invitation I have not placed you in a compromising position. It is only that with my being a foreigner, and your looking so . . . <a glance at the appeal of her American clothing and flowing blonde hair> . . . well, friendly . . . "

Just then, Signore Capuzzo approached and took our order, and as he retreated the train began to slow and the signs outside our window spoke that we had arrived in Washington D.C.

I wanted to return to our conversation -- "I want to learn all about you" -- so that I could learn all about you. (Merda, did I just say that out loud?!) " . . . you . . . all about you, and life here in the US . . . "

Your smile calmed me again. I'm usually so much more confident! Damn, but you have a way about you!

"So, why is it that you want to go to Los Angeles . . . ?"

 

[sachiaiko]

OOC

OOC:Thanks for the compliment, Darlin. I have to say you've quite a bit of talent yourself. Thank you muchly for opening this thread to all, i'm really enjoying myself here.

 

[loving4u]

Johann

It was the first kiss she had initiated on her own. Well I guess it can be said that the earlier kiss was also initiated by her. The look in her eyes and the quiver in her sexy lips had made my lips move on their own, as if I had no control over them. The taste of that kiss was still lingering on my lips when it was renewed by her lips capturing mine back in hers.

It was a wonderful moment. This was like a seal of approval on all that our eyes had been speaking. I just opened my mouth wider, sucking on her upper lip now and she sucked on my lower one, my tongue slipping in lightly running over the insides of her lips; feeling the wetness in there. Her tongue finally came and played with mine as my hands drifted to her sides, on her bare waist now.....caressing her lightly.

Our tongues were now playfully teasing each other now, the lips glued together by suction created by that passionale kiss as our mouths opened wider. In my sub conscious I could see a few people in the room now staring at us, but it didn't register in my fogged brain. Right now for me there were just those lips and this incredibly sexy and sensual woman in my life and nothing else.

Finally, I broke the kiss, lips still near her ears, as I lightly sucked on her earlobe and whispered, "mmmmmmmm.....That was so wonderful..........but you still haven't answered me yet!

I left my lips near her ears, lightly licking the behind of her ear as I waited for her to compose herself and reply.

 

[sachiaiko]

IC: As he pulled away, I had to take a slow, deep steadying breath, just to bring myself back to the here and now. As Johann’s hands went to my waist, a gave another quiet whimper, a sound only he was able to hear. I couldn’t get enough of his touches, there was something intimate between us, something unspoken and precious.

I have to admit, I was completely oblivious to the other people in the dinning car watching us, and honestly I wouldn’t have cared had I noticed at that point. As his lips touched my ear, I let my lips light graze the warm flesh of his neck. I always did believe in giving as good as I got. Giving a small shiver, I place a few linger kisses along the curve of his neck, giving a soft contented sigh.

"mmmmmmmm.....That was so wonderful..........but you still haven't answered me yet!” He whispered in my ear, and I was suddenly quite embarrassed, I had absolutely no memory what he’d asked me.

“What was the question again?” I whispered, biting my lower lip nervously as I pulled away to look back into his eyes.

 

[amon_darknight]

Sky

He just sits there being shy like his usal self. He thinks this is goign to be a long lonly trip. Sky could just never get the nerve to take the initative with ladies. Sky was just never good at it and he was alway laughed at and rejected. Even though he was a rich good looking guy. Just had no balls to do things. So he just turned him music up louder and staring out the window to the night sky.

 

[loving4u]

johann

This time I decided to confront her directly. I smiled at her, my hand gripping her waist just that bit harder as I licked the inside of her ear and whispered, "The question is simple......Do you want to do that potrait now or later?" and smiled, already knowing the answer, my lips again sucking on her earlobe.

 

[sachiaiko]

Shae

IC: I gave another little whimper as his hands tightened around my waist, and his lips caress my ear. I could barely stand it, I wanted him so badly in that moment, I felt the need to be possessed fully.

“The question is simple......Do you want to do that portrait now or later?" the question was whispered into my ear, and I swallowed hard as he pulled back enough to smile at me. Gods he was delicious.

I found my voice just enough to whisper, “Now.” Flushing furiously and averting my eyes.

Raising my hand up I called Frank over to the table, paying him quickly and thanking him for a wonderful meal. This was a rather good way to get myself under control, and I avoided looking at Johann while I completed paying for my meal. When I was finally ready, I looked back up into my companions face, smiling shyly.

 

[loving4u]

Johann

I could hear her need for going further in her whimper whenever my hands touched any part of my body and I was also getting hungry to touch more of it. I wondered if my need was showing through as clearly through my eyes as hers was.

"Now" she had said. That was the answer I was hoping for and also the answer that I was so sure she would give.

She quickly motioned to the waiter (I didn't know his name yet) and paid up even before I could offer to pay. I had already settled my payment at my old table before coming over.

She finally looked back at me, her smile brilliant, her eyes expectant and her confidence back in full measure.

I took her hand in mine and rose. She rose too and we surveyed around the room. In one corner, there was this guy listening to the music on his headphones. He seemed to be lost in a world of his own. The blonde and the european were both seeming to be involved in an animated conversation, their body language getting intimate. The waiter was back in the shadows, unobtrusively observing everything. And there was this woman sitting all by herself who got a bit anxious as we stopped somewhere, maybe Washington, DC as if she were expecting someone.

I let Shae lead the way as I followed her, admiring her form from behind, specially the way her hips moved as she walked. With an effort I could control my hands from running over her ass as we walked out of the dining room.

 

[sachiaiko]

Shae

IC: As I got to my feet, I too looked around the room, taking it all in with one quick glance. Everyone seemed to be involved in one thing or another, but a few eyes did follow the two of us as we walked hand in hand out of the car.

Once in the hallway he let go of my hand, and I assumed he wanted me to lead, so I did. A few minutes into it I realized he must have been watching my back end, and my cheeks flared to a brilliant red. Suddenly self conscious, I concentrated on just walking, wondering quietly to myself if I had a nice gait or not. Hrm.

We walked in silence until reaching the cabin door that was ours, I opened it and stepped inside, turning in the small area to look back at him. Johann quietly closed the door behind him, then turned back to me. Honestly, I had no idea what to do. It was certainly one thing when it was in the middle of the dining car, but this was so much more intimate, so much more… real, I guess.

I went to my bed and sat down on the edge of it, flushing furiously and avoiding his eyes. I was so nervous I nearly bit my lip off as I watched him shut the door. I sighed quietly as he looked down on me, and suddenly felt rather small compared to him, he was much taller, and more imposing then I realized standing before me.

“What … what now?” I asked softly, running my fingers through my feathered hair before leaning back on the heels of my hands against the bed, exposing my belly.

“Are you going to draw me? Or…” I licked my lips again, looking directly into his eyes, “Did you have something else in mind?” i said in a quiet voice.

Laughing inwardly, I realized I was a walking talking contradiction. Aaah well, its truly something I’ve never been able to control.

 

[gaigirl]

Lucia

I just can’t sleep, so I thought I would write some more. Maybe it will help me feel drowsy. I listened to the music for my audition and visualized how I will look, how I will stand, how I will sound, and how I will breathe. I’m excited about the audition for LA signora, but I am somewhat distracted by the trip itself. While trying to sleep, I couldn’t get the scenes from the dining room out of my mind. I am sure that the guy listening to CDs wasn’t blonde at all-- he has dark hair, with these red streaks in it. Sort of a rebellious look to him, maybe it is best to leave him alone, as he seemed so much in his own world. I am sure he was watching Ms Hawaiian skirt though, although she didn’t seem to notice him so much as she noticed the waiter. Maybe she did notice. The trick here is to watch the women and learn from them. The confident redhead was lost in the eyes of the guy she ended up with by the end of dinner. There was another dark haired guy with an attractive blonde lady. They came into the dining room separately but ended up sitting together. I feel envious of those who are meeting others and making new friends. I don’t know how to do what they are doing, but I really think that by watching some of the other women, I might find this journey an opportunity to step out of my rut, and stretch a little into my new personal as Lucia. WWLD? (What would Lucia do?)

I have no idea of what I look like to others, but I really like my red hair-- the color, the texture, and the length is great. This new short hair makes me feel sexy. It is fun feeling sexy, I just wish I could find someone to help me get on with it. I love the nightgown I am wearing. The thin straps and the soft satin make me feel alive. I love the shape of my new body, and I love that the nightgown is short and shows off my legs. I think I have great legs, and the fact that I am so tall makes my legs look long. It is a little cold in here, and my nipples are poking out in the front. They look ready for attention. I can’t forget what Marco told me about sopranos-- that the key to great, passionate singing is a great and passionate sex life. Well no wonder I haven’t made it to the Met yet-- I have no sex life! What are we going to do about that, Lucia?

I will try harder to take the initiative to talk to people. I am not Lucy anymore, and I don’t have to live like she did. No time like the present to start off again in a new direction. Just heard the announcement for Washington D.C. Had the sick thought that I should throw a dart at the map and decide where in the US to drop off my virginity. It’s the time, but where is the place? Marco told me that it is always the woman who has to either initiate, or encourage a man who initiates. I can do that, but I need the right person.

Wouldn’t you know I have to go to the bathroom, and I forgot my robe. I don’t want to get dressed again, and I am actually tempted to just go down the hall dressed as I am. Dio! I hope no one sees me. Dio!!! I hope someone does! pieta pieta