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 Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:13 pm
Too bad, she pouted. I don't know if I should show you anything else then... her voice trailed off. I almost want to, too... But if you beg me, I might. She laughed softly.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:21 pm
Beg? he squeeked after a moment. He'd only ever had to beg for one thing in his life, and that was childish. To beg now, to see a girl as he saw Lucius? That was...not something he was used to, or even something he was sure he'd be willing to do. I...Don't know...how to beg...he admitted, his cheeks burning with red hot blush.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:33 pm
Sure you do, she grinned. Everyone knows how to beg. If you really want something, you'll know how to beg for it. She watched him blush and laughed softly. She quite enjoyed watching his reactions. When you want something so bad, and you'll do almost anything for it, you instinctually know how to beg. Greta nodded matter-of-factly at this and layed back on the ground once more.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:42 pm
As Greta lowered herself back to the ground, Tristian's eyes wandered back to her figure, rather mesmorized by her silken skin. But...what if...It's unappealing? He knew it would be unappealing, or terribly embarrassing, if he were to beg for the chance to look at Greta in such a manner, but the longer she layed there, the more curious he became. Can...I ... he started, before slumping forward and cradling his head in his hands, his elbows on his knees as he wished to hide the red of his cheeks.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:52 pm
What if what is unappealing? What you're begging for? Hey, I only said to beg if you wanted to... she moved her head from side to side for a moment before sighing. What do you mean? I'm lost. She kicked her feet again, the motion causing her dress to ride up further towards her hips.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:58 pm
Begging is ugly...he whimpered, hot blush on his cheeks as he looked to Greta, trying his hardest to keep his eyes with hers and not let them wander to her lower body again...yet. Do I have to beg? he half-wined, shifting to his hands and knees to crawl somewhat closer to Greta, pausing and resuming his seated position just closer to her feet.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 6:05 pm
So are you saying that you wanna see more than just my legs? she asked with a grin, quite happy of where this was going. If so, I want you to beg. Yes, beg.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 6:09 pm
But...I...don't want to beg...he whimpered, blushing horribly as he looked to Greta. He knew she knew what he wanted to see, despite his unsureness about it all. Please? He offered after a long moment of trying to keep eye contact with the girl. He bit his lip and held his breath a moment before his eyes wandered to her legs, and he tried his best to keep them at her knees.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 6:19 pm
Greta bent her legs at the knees slightly and opened her legs a few inches once more in an attempt to get him to beg. You want... to see more? she asked in her mostly sultry voice. I want you to beg.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 6:23 pm
Tristian watched Greta a long moment, trying in an almost desperate manner to keep his eyes from creeping up her skin. After a moment he bit his lip and pulled himself to his feet, hanging his head some as he undid his slacks and let them fall the the ground where he stood. He said nothing, and turned to make his way to the water, silently hoping Greta would follow. He glanced over his shoulder to where his clothes lay near where Greta lay, and swallowed, turning back and smiling to himself as he lowered his undergarments off and slunk into the water in nothing more than a silver chain around his wrist.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 6:26 pm
Greta quickly sat up and watched Tristian half-disappear into the water. She frowned to herself and sighed. Should I go then? she shouted after him.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 6:31 pm
No...Tristian offered back, in the water only enough to conceal his manhood. Come swim with me, please? We're friends, right? He smiled a faint smile to himself, one Greta wouldn't be able to see from her seat, and gestured for her to join him.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 6:44 pm
Oh, no thanks! she called, waving her arm about. I don't swim! She sighed to herself and watched him, wondering if she should move closer to the water.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 6:46 pm
You don't have to swim, just come into the water with me? he called again, not wanting to wade back to where he'd left his shorts. If you come into the water for me, I'll ... do something for you?
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 7:03 pm
Beg! she shouted, smiling. And maybe I'll think about it. She scrambled to her feet and walked closer to the water so she could see him better.
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