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 Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 9:48 pm
SP-O Wlm Dougherty (( It's getting quite "steamy" in here, don't you think?  )) *After a few moments of deepened pleasure, he kisses her gently, then lets her slide down to stand on the wet tile floor. They finish rinsing off, then she grabs them a couple of towels to dry off with. Standing before one of the many mirrors, he steps up behind her and embraces her from behind, leaning down and kissing her bare shoulder* When are we supposed to meet your mother?*She looks again at the time. eek The shower she had intended to take took WAY longer than she had anticipated.* We should just make it. I had the concierge track us down a bouquet of flowers and a box of half dozen cannoli for us. They will be down in the lobby when we are ready to leave. *She quickly towels off and starts getting dressed and ready to go.* This first night she'll probably be tired and so we will just make sure she's checked in and just spend a little bit of time with her in the bar at the Plaza. We will take her to dinner tomorrow night.
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 9:52 pm
((*Shakes the popcorn our of her bra, small kernels poking her in not so fun places.* eek gonk *Jumps over the sofa, hurrying off to follow the Russian hawtties.*))
*Hearing the signal knock, Brat awakens from her reverie and sits up, shaking her head* Damit! *She slides off the bed, stubbing her toe on the way to Icy's bed.* Cece, come on, time to go, *she hisses softly. She throws the few items she'd had out in her bag, and goes back to see if Icy's up.*
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 9:56 pm
She groans deeply, rumbling and turning to a growl as he pushes her down and runs his hands down her body. Shivers wrack dame's body and she grins at him seductively. dame cries out slightly in surprise when he yanks her by her knees to bring her closer to him. She breaks out in a wide grin, a bit surprised, when she feels just what she is doing to him.
Just when she is squirming in pleasure and he is about to remove her bra, a commotion down the hall is heard - loud knocks and tense yelling. dame does her best to ignore it, trying to enjoy the moment until it gets to her door and she can hear the Russian voices saying they must go.
She lies there a second processing and then sits up on her elbows, eyes wide. eek "Ohmygod!" she then sits up straight and almost cracks her head with Flame's. His eyes are as wide as hers but quickly calculated calm comes over his. Hers are wild and she uses his shoulders to jump down from the table, leaning up for a quick but passionate kiss then leans down, grabs her shirt, runs over to the bed clumsily slipping on her flipflops and grabs her bag, "Where are we going, Flame?!" she asks almost frantic, heart beating and pissed that she's completely aroused and now scared and she can't do a damn thing about either. stressed "********' A!" she yells.
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:00 pm
Psyzapp *She looks again at the time. eek The shower she had intended to take took WAY longer than she had anticipated.* We should just make it. I had the concierge track us down a bouquet of flowers and a box of half dozen cannoli for us. They will be down in the lobby when we are ready to leave. *She quickly towels off and starts getting dressed and ready to go.* This first night she'll probably be tired and so we will just make sure she's checked in and just spend a little bit of time with her in the bar at the Plaza. We will take her to dinner tomorrow night. *He grabs his electric razor for a quick, clean shave, then heads over to the luggage rack and pulls out one of his suits, quickly getting dressed and ready to go.* (( *Looks at the clock and sighs* Oh man! Hate to say this, but I've got an appointment bright and early in the morning and I really need to log off and get some sleep. Psyzapp, you can god-mod Cop to your pleasure! wink Goodnight everyone! ))
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:03 pm
((To her pleasure, you say. eek twisted Night Dougherty.))
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:04 pm
-just as he gets the snaps undone, he hears a commotion outside in the hallway. Knocking, doors jiggling, and muffled voices. Pausing, he tries to fixate his hearing to what's going on. Soon, dames door is being knocked on and rattled, a Russian yelling that they have to go. Head clearing, he straightens up and looks down at dame, the same look in her eyes. Stepping back, he lets her up and bends over to pick up his shirt. As he puts his on, she resnaps her bra and grabs her own shirt. He quickly strides to the door, looking back to make sure she was decent and opened it-
What's going on out here?
-just then Stubbs and Horne rush down the hall to were he was. While filling him in on what the Russians reported, the two men stare Flame up and down knowingly and glance past him at dame, who was running her hands through her hair. Working hard to keep the smirks off their faces, they turned to grab their things out the room and make their way to the vehicles outside. Turning back to dame, he sees that she's already on the move with her bag and weapons-
Looks like we're on the move again. Your loving sister has sent a get well party our way. stare Head downstairs to the cars. I'm going to make sure everyone is up and moving.
-walks over to her and kisses her, telling her to calm down and take a deep breath. Nodding, he leaves the room and heads to his own, seeing Stubbs and Horne had alredy grabbed everything and were gone. He heads down to Icy and Brats room, knocking to see if they were on the move-
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:06 pm
(( I should get going too. God-mod cop to my pleasure? *Raises her eyebrows.* Well, I'll try and control myself. wink Sweet dreams, Officer *she grins.*))
INITIAL MEETING OF PSYZAPP'S MOTHER TO CONTINUE…
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:08 pm
*Finishes slipping in to her cat suit, kicking the corner of Icy's bed, just out of reach.* CeCe! We moving out, girl. *She hears another knock and freezes for a moment, waits for an identifying voice.*
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:09 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:18 pm
*jumping up, she dresses and gathers her things, only hearing two things-"moving out". Just as she reaches the door, a knock comes. Opening it, she sees Flame looking concerned. Glaring, she shoulders past him and heads down the stairs, wobbling slightly from grogginess. Outside, she sees two additional cars to the black sedan, both black with tinted windows as well. the Russians quickly explained where they were headed and who's car was for who. One Russian would drive each of the additional cars, one for Flame and his men, the other for Brat and the women. Eyes widening, she goes to snap but the Russian cuts her off, telling her there was no time for that. Slamming her things in the trunk, she climbs in the front seat before Brat, glaring out the window*
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:22 pm
*Slips through the shadows and out to the hall just as Icy opens the door. Relieved to see Flame on the other side, she watches Icy slam past him and go to the car. She retrieves her bag and follows her down, stifling a smile when Icy jumps in to the front seat as soon as she hears they'll be traveling with Dame. She climbs in to the back seat, dropping her bag at her feet.*
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:24 pm
dame reluctantly follows Flame's instructions, wanting to stay with him in case he needs her help. stressed Knowing it probably be best on everyone if she just goes on out to the car, she does, still clutching her shirt. She holds the bag close to her body and swiflty makes her way out to the vehicles.
When she sees Stubbs and Horne again, they duck their heads, trying to hide their smirks. stressed Mentally facepalming she gives them a slight glare, which is lessened greatly by the flush still on her unclothed chest and the blush on her cheeks. redface
As one of the men open the car door for her, a slight chuckle escapes him. evil Frowning, she tosses her bag onto the seat, "What's so damn funny, Horne? evil " Stifling another laugh, he motions to her hand, the one clutching the shirt, causing Stubbs to almost lose it. stressed She looks down and blushes even more, quickly slipping the shirt over her head. "Thanks..." she says quietly...humbly, "And...sorry about yelling at you two earlier...I was embarrassed...not quite unlike now! stressed "
A Russian strides up to her telling her she's riding in the other car with the other ladies and she goes to protest gonk crying , "But!" The man cuts her off and escorts her over to the first vehicle, grabbing her bag beforehand. The Russian opens the back driver's side door and she sees Brat and smiles then notices Icy in the front seat. sweatdrop She quickly averts her eyes and drops off her bag, taking her time getting into the car, trying to get a glimpse of Flame before they take off...
EDITED!!
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:41 pm
-waiting, he lifts his hand to knock again when the door suddenly opens, Icy glaring out at him. Before he can say or do anything, she shoves past him, nearly knocking him over. Letting out an exasperated sigh, he follows behind dame and Brat, slightly wondering where Brat came from to begin with. Outside, he sees dame at the second car, talking with Stubbs and Horne. Seeing the very amused looks on the mens faces and the look on dames, he knows they're messing with her. Before he can head that way, he's stopped and the route details are explained, as well as who rides in what.
Looking back at dame, he sees her being escorted to the last car, Icy sitting in the front seat, jaw set so hard you could crack coconuts against it. Facepalming, he looked at the Russian who held up his hands and said that was how it had to be. Just in case they needed to split up, it would be easier that way. Agreeing, he jogged over to dame before she got inside the back of the car, glaring at Stubbs and Horne as he passed, who tried to look innocent. Pulling dame to him, he wraps his arms around her, feeling some traces of the heat she was emitting before they were rudely interrupted. Yet another thing he'd have to so graciously thank L for. Leaning back, he looks down into her face-
You good?
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:45 pm
((Bratty will have to head to bed soon ~ sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:48 pm
{{me too. last post for the night. we'll be on the road once I post after dame, so feel free to say, do or add}}
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