push

Going to find out who keeps dirtying all the dishes
Around here and kick their ass

Bastard....lol

swinging

It was pretty funny. *Laughs*. I just love punny jokes. *Grins*

her bare steps hard against the cleaned floor as she moves back inside slowly....making sure she does not spill an ounce....
the small tray to her fingers as she reaches His chair....placing the tray to the small table near Him...she lowers herself to His view once more....
resting her ass to the touch of her heels....her hands take the heated mug to her ....she slowly rises the mug to His reach....as she awaits Him to take His drink....

"Your coffee Master....heated just right...almond milk...no sugar....i hope Your coffee is perfect for You...."

she could not help but to show the depth of her smile to Him as she awaited Him to take the mug....

recess

*smiles*. Good morning. How are you?

As your gazes hold the pressure builds between you, heady and potent. Your eyes rake down the length of her, and back up again, as if you could see beneath the layers and layers of her clothing. And she’s never felt so naked, or so seen.

There’s a wolfishness that threads your words together. ‘What we shared before’. So much and yet still not nearly enough.

Emboldened, whether by the recklessness of stealing this weekend for yourselves, or by the illusion of freedom it had cast over her, she met the intensity in your gaze without yielding. Without shying away. Like the she would have done before you had shaped her into this creature of yours.

“Then we had best remind you, Mr Percival.” she murmurs, low and smoky, her eyes dancing with promise.

Her breath hitches, butterflies taking off as you to take her hand and lace your fingers together with a singular intimacy. If distance made the heart grow fonder it was as nothing to the gnawing hunger for each other that her convalescence and your enforced separation had left in its wake. Your gazes hold for a beat, intensity and longing mirrored in each other’s eyes. And the corner of her mouth curls with a smile that is blinding in its reassurance that this is what she wants.

You cross what little distance there is left to the hotel at a pace that leaves her in no doubt as to your intentions. Not that they were ever in any doubt. Her hand in yours, her body tingles with anticipation as you both step into the hotel foyer, your want and hers now one, and finally in reach.

*laughs* ok that is pretty good

good morning laurelynn

Poolside
I hope everything is going well for you. *Smiles*. I've been praying for you! I know the flat thing has GOT to suck, but good for you for listening to your doctors.

Poolside
leaves a print of support and healing vibes

bondage chairs, glory holes, pretty interesting conversation that I missed

out

Comes in

A busy day ahead

time

laughing

mornin' to you too, Seven

what about it grinning

*laughs, I just saw an electric car, painted like the General Lee.. and it's called....

The General Electric. *

Living Room
One more day of being flat I n back except for 5 min after every hr.
Gonna be a long day but important for my vidion.

*resting my head back on the chair, just letting my mind wander*