If the contentment he felt at having you in his arms again was complete before, it honed its edge, a frisson of promise, when you uttered those bold words. You had shocked him with your daring at their last meeting, in Princes Street Gardens, and he had thought then that you were finally spreading your wings and learning to fly.

With that statement though, he realised that you had come into your own, a kestrel on the prowl. His smile, when it came, was slow and appraising, but his eyes promised to match you point for point.

“Of that, Mrs Percival, I have no doubt at all. I confess that I am... eager, to witness such a display. Though it seems that I may have created a monster.”

He grinned slowly and bent closer, his bearded cheek sliding against your own. When he reached your ear, he poured a heated whisper into it, holding forth on all the wicked things he longed to do to you, once you were indeed, out of that lovely dress.

Pulling back, he offered you his arm, his eyes steadfastly holding to your own. “I believe we have a choice then, dear wife – shall we promenade along the pier to the pavilion, or have your travels tired you so, that we must, alas, retire early to our room?”

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Rolled dice: Roll #1

Rolled dice in positions: 1,2,3,4,5

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Rolled dice: Roll #2

Rolled dice in positions: 1,3,4

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Rolled dice: Roll #3

Rolled dice in positions: 1,3,4

   
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Score: 1 points on Aces

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 2 1 3 9 0 0 2 7 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " r a c h e l d u b i n " , " v i c k y h i g g i n s " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 1 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : 1 , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : 1 , " b o n u s " : 0 , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : 0 , " g _ t o t a l " : 1 } , " s c o r e 1 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " v i c k y h i g g i n s " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 2 1 3 9 0 0 7 3 , " l o a d e d F r o m P o s t " : 1 7 2 1 3 9 0 0 2 7 }

drinks*

vickyhiggins has started a new game with the following players:
racheldubin, vickyhiggins

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 2 1 3 9 0 0 2 7 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " r a c h e l d u b i n " , " v i c k y h i g g i n s " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 0 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " s c o r e 1 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " v i c k y h i g g i n s " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 2 1 3 9 0 0 2 7 }

Now who’s afraid???

You start the game?

The winner gets all the cash and clothes

And if I win you serve Me for a day!

pops on through with a wave to the Lady of the house

as if that would happen again

when i have your clothes I'll see if you can mix and serve a drink

Okay and if I win?

You bet your 250 against my 150 and we bet 20 a round until we start taking clothes?

And clothes in your case.

Next game winner takes all the cash!

Her breath hitches to see that shift in your expression when you look up to find her standing there.

And then you’re moving towards her with such intent in your gaze, striding between those promenading on the pier with a predatory single mindedness until you stop before her. You reach for her, only to hold her apart, and she finds herself unable to do anything other than look up at you with a giddy grin as you drink in the sight of her, a grin that only grows wider still when you call her ‘Mrs Percival’ and tease her about flashing her ankles in public.

But before she can reply you’ve pulled her to you, her eyes flashing wide at the brazenness of such a public display as much as at the unexpectedness. Her breath catches with the wrap of your arms around her and she feels herself pulled against your body, her mouth tipping up under yours as the soft brush of your lips promise so much more.

Your kiss is achingly restrained, but after so long without your touch it’s like the first drop of rain hitting the parched ground. She melts into it, into you, for all of a heartbeat, before decorum breaks and you both start to pull slowly back.

“I look even lovelier out of it, Mr Percival. And you'll see more than just my ankles...” she whispers as she draws back, the rasp of your beard against her cheek folding the earthy scent of tobacco and Macassar around her. Her gaze, when it flicks up to find yours, is utterly unguarded in that moment.

Her breath hitches to see that shift in your expression when you look up to find her standing there.

And then you’re moving towards her with such intent in your gaze, striding between those promenading on the pier with a predatory single mindedness until you stop before her. You reach for her, only to hold her apart, and she finds herself unable to do anything other than look up at you with a giddy grin as you drink in the sight of her, a grin that only grows wider still when you call her ‘Mrs Percival’ and tease her about flashing her ankles in public.

But before she can reply you’ve pulled her to you, her eyes flashing wide at the brazenness of such a public display as much as at the unexpectedness. Her breath catches with the wrap of your arms around her and she feels herself pulled against your body, her mouth tipping up under yours as the soft brush of your lips promise so much more.

Your kiss is achingly restrained, but after so long without your touch it’s like the first drop of rain hitting the parched ground. She melts into it, into you, for all of a heartbeat, before decorum breaks and you both start to pull slowly back.

“I look even lovelier out of it, Mr Percival. And you'll see more than just my ankles...” she whispers as she draws back, the rasp of your beard against her cheek folding the earthy scent of tobacco and Macassar around her. Her gaze, when it flicks up to find yours, is utterly unguarded in that moment.

Never!