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on Sat 9 Jan 10, 9:26 PM to Adverse_Camber's blog.
and I would like all of you who care (and there are a lot of us who do! 
) to help me give him A VERY SPECIAL PRESENT...
Here's the idea...I am going to start a story, and I would like you all to add to it on this blog. If this turns out to be an epic fail, I will complete it myself and send it to him by memo. (ETA...if you don't wanna add to story, happy birthday wishes are cool too!)
So Happy Birthday Skyhook...wishing you and your lovely family another wonderful year together x
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The Story begins I walk into the pub, with her trailing uncertainly a few steps behind me. When I see him sitting there on the red velvet couch with his wide grin, I can't help but match it with one of my own, even though I know tonight will be all about darkness.... "Happy Birthday, Domly one!" I whisper huskily in his ear as I bend down to kiss his forehead, tight black satin straining with my motion. "Glad you could make it" he responds cheekily. "Who's she?", indicating the girl, head bowed, still hiding behind me. |
Ok...over to all of you...I will fill in as necessary, deadline is 2pm tomorrow...
x
Edited Sat 9 Jan 10, 11:12 PM by Adverse_Camber
| 9 Jan 10, 9:39 PM wonderer UK, 5 yrs |
"She's my maidservant Emerald; trying to learn to be a good girl but not yet fully subdued." Emerald bows deeply to Him. He admires her figure as she stoops; her hips, her arse, but most of all - his special interest her rounded full breasts. "Fetch us drinks Emerald, and then you will be providing our entertainment" He says, with a wicked look in His eye. Ubi caritas et amor, Deus ibi est. http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/226772/ |
| 9 Jan 10, 9:45 PM Adverse_Camber UK, 3 yrs |
I balk at him giving orders before we've established the rules...but relax and smile knowingly when his reactions prove that I have chosen well...beautiful full breasts for a man who is so very, very fond of them... "I see the shooting stars falling through your trembling hands..." Edited 9 Jan 10, 9:46 PM by Adverse_Camber |
| 9 Jan 10, 9:49 PM Elven_Eyes UK, 5 yrs |
He watches her walk across to the bar, unsure exactly who she is or what her purpose might be in the evening's festivities. He wasn't sure exactly what the list had been for, but still he'd brought every pervertable named on the email print out, in a nondescript black sports bag by his feet. "The chaperon is there to make sure no one else has any fun, but nobody chaperons the chaperon. That's why I'm so right for this job." -Jane Russell as Dorothy Shaw, "Gentlemen Prefer Blondes" |
| 9 Jan 10, 10:03 PM Adverse_Camber UK, 3 yrs |
I thought it was a great touch...double-blind...sending him a BYO list...which I had no intention of using. But...flexibility is key, and the way the evening went would shape my "plans". The hotel room was pre-booked and prepared...now I just needed to read the moments as they occurred. "I see the shooting stars falling through your trembling hands..." Edited 9 Jan 10, 10:06 PM by Adverse_Camber |
| 9 Jan 10, 10:09 PM wonderer UK, 5 yrs |
She knows what to get; a G&T (Hendrick's gin) for me; a Guinness for him and three pint glasses of tap water for herself. She blushes at the very thought of all that water and what the barman might think. As she pays she asks for a tray, and meekly brings the drinks over to the sofa where He and I are now seated, placing the tray on the low table in front of the sofa and sitting on the floor at my feet. I notice my gentleman companion adjusting his posture to get a better view of her cleavage. ... Ubi caritas et amor, Deus ibi est. http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/226772/ |
| 9 Jan 10, 10:40 PM Neptunite UK(BN), 3 yrs |
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I felt him looking at me now, just as I did at the bar. I wondered if I looked ok and what he was thinking about me. I started to get nervous just at the thought of it; but at the same time, a fuzzy feeling pushed me on and I wanted to lap up the attention. I leaned forward, extra forward, to reach for my drink, showing off my full bouncy breasts, knowing full well what I was doing. Something inside had woken up, the cheeky voice that wanted to play, to tease, to please. As I leaned back again with my glass in one hand, I looked up and caught his stare, smiling delisciously.
(happy birthday, Skyhook "She said I need somebody...smarter than me, I need to exercise my vocabulary! I'll shut up and learn from... I'll shut up now." Edited 9 Jan 10, 11:10 PM by Neptunite |
| 9 Jan 10, 11:09 PM jules9 UK(CH), 3 yrs    |
The look he gave back was as complex as the man himself. Amused he smiled to himself as he looked at what he assumed was his birthday present. He wondered if she were aware of it yet.
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| 9 Jan 10, 11:10 PM Adverse_Camber UK, 3 yrs |
I see her smile at him...and I smile my own secret one in answer..."Drink your water lil one, you know how thirsty you get..." She reddens even deeper when she realises I have noticed her wanton behaviour; and the nervousness/excitement builds as she dwells on just why she has three pints of water sitting in front of her... "I see the shooting stars falling through your trembling hands..." |
| 9 Jan 10, 11:18 PM Neptunite UK(BN), 3 yrs |
My stomach feels full already and I wonder how on earth I'm going to fit the other glasses in, and more importantly, I pray I don't laugh too much, as I know the toilet is a long way off. The lighting suddenly dims and the ambience of a soft seductive sound rings to my ears, a song I've heard before but the name escapes me. I wonder what the others have planned for me, I have an itching sensation all over my arms, one that tells me something awaits... "She said I need somebody...smarter than me, I need to exercise my vocabulary! I'll shut up and learn from... I'll shut up now." |
| 9 Jan 10, 11:24 PM Grownup_Frankie UK, 4 yrs |
For an instance - it must be a trick of the light, surely, I think to myself - it seems as though her features melt and meld into one another, flesh sags like melting wax, her eyes take on an almost luminous quality, inhuman, peircing. I shiver, and looking round me that shiver only increases. The other customers in the pub suddenly stop talking, they are all staring in our direction, avidly and hungrily. I clutch Skyhook's arm. "What...? What's happening?" I ask.
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