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Post by sebastian ulysses abercrombie on Jul 27, 2011 22:01:29 GMT -5
------------------ He was late. Like extremely late for a date, with some girl. Not a surprise there, because Seb was late for just about everything it seemed like. His band teacher used to tell him that his tardiness would catch up with him one day, but the old man told him a lot of things that he never listened too. He had a way of not listening to his elders, another flaw in his personality. But anyways he was late, and at the way he was moving he was not going to get there anytime soon. He was lying on his bed wrapped in a towel after just getting out of the shower. He really didn’t want to go out with this girl. The only reason he was doing it was because his sister was forcing him too. If it had been anybody else he would have flat out told them no, but Seb owed it to the girl, for all that she had done for him. That and because the party he was supposed to be meeting her at was supposed to be sick!
He set his phone down his next to drum sticks and hopped off the bed. Walking over to his closet he began to gather his clothes for the day. He was still a little sore from the wrestling match he and his brothers had had the night before. It was an epic battle, and they had broken a few things in the room, but it had definitely been fun. He rubbed the spot on his shoulder that got the most abuse. He knew it was going to bruise later. Opening his closet he threw on his a t-shirt, and a pair of blue jeans, before moving to the bathroom.
He was running a comb through his hair when his brother and his brother’s girlfriend of the week walked in. , “Hey dude,” he said, “Don’t you have some place to be…like now?” “Yea…I’ll be out in a second,” he called from the bathroom, “I just gotta find my shoes.” He remembered he had kicked them off when he walked in from his practice yesterday, but he didn’t know where they went. He checked under him bed but didn’t see them there. He checked the closet, but didn’t see them there either. “Where did you go?” He mumbled standing up and letting out a sigh of frustration, before noticing them by the door. He picked them up and headed out the door. Wait…he was forgetting something. Cell phone. “I’m out I swear,” He said grabbing his cell phone, and keys, and walked out the door.
He was out the house and sitting in his car when he realized he had no idea what the hell this chick looked like He felt that was kind of slack on his part, he had known about this date for at least a week and now and still didn’t know the details of it, but in his defense he was he wasn’t a very detail oriented person. It took him 20 minutes to drive to the party, but when he arrived at the party, it was in full swing. People were everywhere. He knew a good many of the people here...having partied with a few a couple of times in the past. As he walked through he stopped to talk to a few people and waved to a few others, before getting himself a drink. Walking around he decided to check the place out, having never been here before.
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Post by corrine danali harden on Jul 27, 2011 22:24:12 GMT -5
i need a reason . . . [/font][/right] 
matthew was jumping on her, mommy! mommy! wake up! he snuggled into her arm and laid there staring at her. corrine peeked at him as he yawned, it was about eight and she wrapped him into a hug, yawning herself. she kissed his forehead, and madea a 'grr' noise into his johnsons&johnsons smelling hair.
she loved the way he smelled after she gave him a bath, he was three and she kept buying the infant shampoo since it kept her remembering him being a baby. he was still a baby, but he was a toddler, and not an infant. he was the perfect baby. matthew smiled and laughed when company was around, and they were cooing over him. he was tired and loving when corrine wanted to snuggle with him. he slept in the car and rarely cried. she never had any problems with him, and she could not believe how lucky she was.
corrine had met a girl in town. the girl for some reason clung to her, and she set her up on a date with her brother. corrine hadn't been on a blind date since... well since her first boyfriend. that was a blind date though they knew each other, they didn't know they'd been paired my their friends for each other. the two had gone out and that night her ex asked her to be his girlfriend, and she accepted.
corrine took matthew to his baby sitter's apartment, which was right down the hall, she told the girl that she would be back a few hours later. matthew gave her a kiss and she watched him play with the toys for a few minutes before sneaking away. he would always cry a tad, but when the babysitter would play with him he would be fine.
the shower felt almost too hot, but she didn't put the cold any colder. corrine got out and threw on a pair of jeans and walked out to her car after she had curled her hair and gotten her high heels on. she put the address of the party into the gps and went to the house. it was already pretty packed and she parked a little farther than she wanted, but it would help keep any accidents off her tires and red cups spilling on her windshield.
she knew no one. and no one really looked at her too long. she kept a bit quiet normally, and she walked towards the kitchen looking for a drink. she was underage, but that wasn't really too much of a big deal. the girl that had set her up told corrine exactly what her brother looked like, and she walked towards the blonde guy closest to her, uh, sebastian? she asked and tapped on his shoulder.
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Post by sebastian ulysses abercrombie on Jul 27, 2011 23:30:05 GMT -5
------------------ Seb nearly jumped out of his skin at the feel of someone tapping his shoulder. He had always enjoyed scaring people and getting scared in return, but unfortunately he didn’t scare very often. He blamed that on the fact that he had somewhat grown up. When he was a child, everything short of his own shadow would scare him. His siblings had gotten a kick out of that back in the day. “Jesus…” He muttered turning to face the person, “you scared the crap out of me.” He waited a few seconds for his heart beat slowed down, before flashing her a sheepish smile, “I’m sorry, that was embarrassing. Yeah, I’m Sebastian, but everyone calls me Seb, and you’re Corrine right?”
[/color] He allowed his eyes to quickly run down her figure, his eyes traveling up her body. He definitely liked what he was seeing, his sister had definitely chosen well for him, and he would have to definitely make it up to her one day. He had never been on a blind date before, so he didn’t really know what to expect from it. Sure people had tried, to set him up, for years, his father especially, but Seb had somehow always found a way to get himself out of it. Whether, it was “conveniently” getting a flat tire when it was time to pick up the girl, or coming down at a 24 hour bug, without fail since he was 16 years old, he had managed to avoid going on a blind date with a girl. But if any of the girls had been as pretty as the one standing in front of him, he might have reconsidered going on the past ones. She really was terribly beautiful. He found himself distracted by almost everything about her, from the way her brown hair hung down from her head, to the small smile that graced her lips. He shook his head, trying to let his thoughts go somewhere else. He could slowly feel the nerves build up inside of him. Where were these nerves coming from? He didn’t get nervous very often. Actually he didn’t get nervous at all, and the fact that he was feeling this way unnerved him quite a bit. He knew she was having an effect on him, and it confused him to know end, but he decided not to dwell on that quite yet. Deciding to at least attempt to ease the discomfort forming in his chest he let his eyes wandered around the room quickly, before settling back on her. “Do you want to dance?”[/b] he asked setting his cup down. He wasn’t a big dancer, but he did enjoy doing it every once in a while. Not to mention, nothing could kill an awkward moment better than busting a move on the dance floor. He had learned them from experience. [/size] [/blockquote][/blockquote] ------------------ tagged: corrine
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Post by corrine danali harden on Jul 28, 2011 15:08:33 GMT -5
i need a reason . . . [/font][/right]
corrine hadn't meant to scare him, in fact that was the opposite of what she wanted. she really wanted to meet a guy who was nice, and funny, and wouldn't run away when he found out she had a three year old son at the age of nineteen. there was so much of a story behind that, and she hated when people thought that she was a slut because of the baby. she was so much more than that.
shaking her head she giggled softly, no, no i'm sorry. i should not have scared you! she smirked and listened to him talk. he seemed rather open, and she liked how he wasn't afraid to talk. there were two kinda of guys... guys who like to talk, and guys who don't. corrine always finds the ones who don't like to talk, so she has to keep a conversation going, and that is no fun.
the guys that like to talk, that like to switch subjects, and have an easy time of just openly speaking about themselves are the keepers. so, hopefully, seb is a keeper.
she noticed that he was checking her out, she had no problems with that. she got checked out all the time, and she couldn't help but notice that he was rather attractive as well. she let her eyes wander him up and down, and she smiled. he was taller and more muscular than she would have thought, and this made her smile. her eyes glued to his, and she stepped slightly closer, her drink in hand. taking a sip as he asked her to dance she peered at him above the rim of the cup.
of course. she said and began walking towards the living room where the dancing was going on. she found a spot that was slightly towards the middle and had a window overlooking the street. she put her cup in her right hand, and her left hand on his shoulder. she knew she could dance, it was one thing that most of her guy "friends" liked about her. she could make any guy leave their date to dance with her. corrine moved with the beat, taking a sip of her drink every few seconds, looking into Seb's eyes, then turning around to dance against him.
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Post by sebastian ulysses abercrombie on Jul 29, 2011 16:09:10 GMT -5
------------------ He did notice her studying him, and a small smirk graced his lips. He got the vibe that she thought that he looked good, which was what he was hoping for. It wasn’t a secret that he loved the ladies, or that the ladies loved Seb. This wasn’t him being vain; he had had his way with a good bit of the girls in the school. Yea, he would sometimes feel bad about that, but then he would shrug it off, it wasn’t like the girls had come to him unwillingly and he was forcing them to sleep with him. It just sort of happened.
She was beautiful, at least to him, and the more time he spent standing there with her, the more beautiful she grew. He had a great deal more height on her, he noticed, and wondered how much taller he would be if she didn’t have those heels on. Instantly Seb knew he had to have her. He wasn’t sure if she would fight him or not, but it would be okay if she did, because there was nothing he loved more than a good chase. He wondered where this sudden urge to possess her came from, but decided not to dwell on it; he had far greater things to think about.
He resisted the urge jump up and down as she agreed to dance with him. A small smile formed on his lips as he followed her to the living room where everyone was dancing at. He watched appreciatively as she moved against him, feeling the curves of her body beneath his hand as she turned around. The music was loud, so loud he could feel it pulsing through his veins as he moved with her. He had to admit, she has some serious moves. He wasn’t a bad dancer himself, actually quite the opposite; he was rather good at it. He should be after all the lessons his father had forced him into. “You never know when it’ll come in handy,” his father would say. He shook his head, not wanting his thoughts to go towards his father, no good every came from thinking of him.
As the song came to a close, he leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Do you want stay here or would you like to go out back.” That was one of the flaws with dancing, while it had the potential to kill awkwardness, it didn’t really allow much opportunity for talking, as well as doesn’t allow much time in getting to know each other. Well besides what the girl felt like against him.
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Post by corrine danali harden on Jul 29, 2011 16:47:11 GMT -5
i need a reason . . . [/font][/right]
for the longest time corrine was dating a guy named John, he was the perfect guy, he was sweet, charming, and funny. he was very romantic, and it was nice that he was so great to her. in highschool they were the talk of the school, they knew everyone and everyone knew them. it was 'cor and john'... they were like celebrities.
corrine knew all along though, one wrong step and she'd fall off a four million foot cliff. it was too easy to mess up in her highschool. the group of friends revolved around corrine, and she loved it. there were four girls, herself, marcy, jennifer, and katelyn. the girls were inseparable, and they always worked the school events and corrine was just destined to be the homoecoming queen her senior year, and prom queen as well.
until the night when she wasn't with any of her friends, or with john. john was sick at his house, and she was walking there since her first car was in the shop. a group of five guys were in an alley way as she walked past around eight or nine at night. they grabbed her and raped her. corrine was found in the alley by some homeless guy, and he got her to the hospital. corrine didn't want anyone to know what had happened, so she told her parents to say nothing, or she would run away, and they'd never see her again.
corrine's baby belly started to show after a while and john thought she had cheated on him, so he broke up with her. her friends couldn't hangout with her, and they all ditched her while marcy became the 'top bitch'. everything fell apart, and even after all that, with her parents telling her to get an abortion, and all of her friends and family telling her to get rid of it, she couldn't. there was a life growing inside her, even if it was unwanted by the rest of the world, and she was going to raise the baby.
her parents wanted to kill her, but they'd end up in jail, and she had no friends. the girl withfrew from school, and finished highschool from online, and she passed with a 3.89 gpa, which is a hell of a good gpa. she took care of matthew, she didn't know who his father was, but she knew that she would find someone that would take that role, it was just a matter of when and where she found this man.
corrine danced against seb, she felt his chest against her back and her butt against his upper thighs. she was short as anything, and her heels helped a whole lot, but she wondered how insane it would be to be lying underneath him on her, or his bed. she got excited and turned to look at him as the music ended we can go outside, if you'd like... she grinned and sipped her drink, walking towards the deck.
she knew he wanted to talk, or he would have said something else. so she leaned against the railing, her drink resting on the wood and she turned to face him. so, after this, i need to know where i'll be... if you're going to take me home, or not... cause sadly, i have my baby at home with a sitter. she looked at the ground, terrified that she had added that ending onto it. she was literally punching herself in the gut for just blurting out the fact that she had a baby. but maybe this would start that when and where she would find that him... for her father figure for her son, or he would pretend to go get a drink and not return.
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Post by sebastian ulysses abercrombie on Jul 29, 2011 20:13:23 GMT -5
------------------ Everyone who knew Seb, knew he had a deep love for women. He loved everything about them, from the curves of the female body to glorious female smell. Yeah sure he was not exactly the most monogamous guy in the world. Actually that was a huge understatement; he had actually never fully committed himself to a relationship in his entire lifespan. At that fact, he couldn’t even remember his last relationship. He absently wondered how his father would react if he ever found out about his philandering ways, although he didn’t think he would react to bad, since his dad was almost a bigger man whore than him, if not bigger. From there his mind wandered to his latest conquest. Her name escaped him temporarily, Sara… Tara, Maria, something along those lines. It didn’t really matter anyways, he didn’t plan to see her again. Sure it had been a fun night, but they had agreed that it was for one night only, besides, Seb had his eyes set on someone else at the moment.
She was pretty when she smiled and when she didn’t, he observed. Yet… pretty didn’t seem to be a strong enough word to convey what she was. Hot didn’t seem to capture it either. Before he could stop it, the word beautiful flitted through his head and for a split second, his world stopped, his smile dropping a bit at that thought. He had never thought a girl to be beautiful before, but she was. She truly was. He shook his head to clear his thoughts. Where were these thoughts coming from Sebastian Ulysses Abercrombie IV didn’t think girls were beautiful, he thought they were hot, smoking, fuckable, maybe gorgeous. He knew that he should feel slightly bad at the way he used girls, but it was part of who he was. His in his genes, don’t let them get to close, or you’ll get hurt in the end.
He shook his head in an effort to clear his thoughts once more, and all his focused his attention on her. He walked with her out to the deck. He stayed close to her. Not close enough to He shook his head in an effort to clear his thoughts once more, and all his focused his attention on her. He walked with her towards seem like he was hovering but close enough that he could feel the heat radiating off of her body. He leaned his back against the railing beside her, and took a deep breath, breathing in the fresh air.
Seb was about to something when she began to speak. His eyes widened at her words. “A baby, wow…” he said softly, not sure what exactly to say about that. Of all the things he could have guessed about this girl, her having a baby wasn’t something he would’ve come up with. Not that he had a problem with kids, because he really didn’t. He loved kids, and wanted a whole house full when he got a little older. He himself had grown up surrounded by 6 siblings. But he couldn’t imagine having a kid so young in life. Now that he thought about it, his sister didn’t mention that when she was telling him about her, but then again, maybe she didn’t know. “You have a baby?” Seb said still trying to wrap his head around it, “How old is she… he… it…?”
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Post by corrine danali harden on Jul 29, 2011 22:00:04 GMT -5
i need a reason . . . [/font][/right]
not many guys would ever put up with a girl who had a baby. they would run... if they were smart. corrine had always said she would wait until she was about twenty six to have a baby, and hopefully by that time she would have been married. there was always a thought jumping around in the back of her head about marrying john, but apparently that thought had been demolished by a sledge hammer.
seb was gorgeous, she had mentally noted. he was blonde, tall, muscular. everything she had ever thought she wanted in a guy. figures john was tall and muscular and such, but he had black hair. every guy she had been drawn to after john had black hair, and now she was staring at a blonde boy, who was making her heart flutter. she knew somehow, they'd end up friends, maybe friends with benefits or something, but she knew that she would spend a lot of time with this guy.
he... his name's matthew. she said and smiled. she couldn't say his name without smiling. her little blonde baby boy, he had the whitest smile, the best eyes. they were her eyes, and sadly nothing else really resembled her. that was such a shame.
corrine pushed off the railing making herself fall back and she pushed off lightly again. she stopped for a moment to take a sip of her drink, and she looked at seb. she stared into his eyes and shrugged, he's three, he's just my light in this world. there was no holding back anymore, he didn't know how old she was, but he knew she was really young, and she was hoping that this could help them get closer somehow, like he would actually listen and understand her situation.
a few people left a table close to them, so she nodded over towards the table and sat down, her chair tilting towards the seat next to her and she patted it for him. she was really hoping that her having a son wouldn't scare him.
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Post by sebastian ulysses abercrombie on Jul 29, 2011 23:00:50 GMT -5
------------------ Seb had never dated a girl who had a baby before. He had slept with plenty of them, but those girls had all been hoes, sluts, and whores. He didn’t really get that vibe from her, but then again he had only known her for about 30 minutes maybe an hour, and she did have a kid at an incredibly young age, so… He didn’t really know what to make of her. He wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt, trust in her character. By nature he was not a very trusting person, it was in his instinct not to trust until the person proved themselves. Too many bad experiences in his lifetime had robbed him that luxury.
“Three…” he repeated. He ran a hand a through his hair and wished more than ever that he had a glass of something to drink. Scotch to be exact. He couldn’t lie, scotch not high on his list of favorite alcoholic beverages, but that didn’t stop him wishing he had it. He remembered the first time he had had it. He had just turned fifteen, he was on the beach with a girl, what her name was he couldn’t remember, not that it mattered anymore. But God how it had burned… the drink… when it went down, however it had certainly made the night interesting. He really wanted that drink, but wasn’t sure if it was worth the risk, he did have to drive, and well… he did want to sleep with her tonight, kid or not. The more she talked about her son, the more he was inclined to believe she was not some skanky harlot who would sleep with anybody who walked by.
“He sounds like a really special, kid, I can tell you really love him,” Seb said with a smile, as he followed her over to the table and sat himself down beside her. He angled himself so he could see her better. He allowed his eyes to lock with hers for a few seconds, “You have really beautiful eyes,” he whispered raising his hand to move a piece of hair that had fallen in her face. Realizing what he had done, he cleared his throat, awkwardly, and sat back some, “So… besides having a three year old son, named Matthew, tell me a little about yourself,” he said soflty.
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Post by corrine danali harden on Jul 29, 2011 23:12:00 GMT -5
i need a reason . . . [/font][/right]
he seemed rather sincere. almost like he wanted to trust her, and he wanted to believe that she wasn't a slut. she wasn't, and now that she had told him, she wanted to just throw it all onto the table, but that was outof the question. she wasn't going to make herself look any more of a total skank that she had.
yeah, he is amazing. i really... really love him. she said, looking at the railing, taking a sip of her drink and smiling. just thinking of him, then looking up at seb.
when he sat down they met eyes, and he made a really cliche comment. but sometimes, in her book, cliche was the best thing in the world. thanks. she said, almost in a whisper and let her eyes flutter as he moved her hair. she wondered for a split second if he was going to lean in and kiss her, but she didn't want to think too much and get her hopes up. all she knew is that he knew about her son, and he hadn't run away.
then she realized it was almost too good to be true. she sighed silently, and to herself and snapped out of the small trance she had been in. oh, uh... she hadn't been asked that question in such a long time. not to mention, other than her son, there wasn't much to her. corrine thought for a second, and knew she couldn't tell him about how she was a stripper, she couldn't cause then he really would run...
well, i moved here from florida... and uh, im working at a club- her cover for her stripping and i'm living over a few blocks from the beach. that's about it. i'm really simple. she smiled at him, shrugging a bit and looking at him. what about you? you just have an interesting vibe... she said, taking a sip of her drink again.
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Post by sebastian ulysses abercrombie on Jul 30, 2011 20:57:17 GMT -5
------------------ Sebastian smiled hearing the adoration in her voice as she talked about her son. His parents had never talked about him like that, well, his father never had, and well, he hadn’t known his mother well enough, or long enough, to know what she thought of him. But he would like to think that he was making her proud. His smile grew a little bit at her reaction to him complimenting her. He really did mean what he had said. She had beautiful eyes.
For a split second he had contemplated kissing her, but had quickly erased it from his mind. Even though he really had wanted to do it, he wasn’t sure how well she would take it. While he didn’t know her super well, he did get the vibe she might not be that averse to it.
“Florida wow, that’s so far away!”
[/b] Seb said slightly shocked, “What made you leave there and come all the way here?”[/b] He couldn’t imaging moving so far away from his family, especially with a child so young. “Club? What club, I might have seen you around some where?”[/color] He said making himself comfortable on his chair. He raised an eyebrow as she asked him to tell her about himself. What could he tell her? “Um, well I’m the oldest of seven kids, and we were all born and raised here on the island. I have 3 sisters, Ansley, Morgan, and Willow as well as 3 brothers, Dane, Pax, and Brody. Dane, Brody, and Willow, are all adopted, but they’re related to each other, a long story behind that one ” There were days when he hated coming from a large family. Actually most days he hated coming from a big family. He was always forced to step up and take charge, especially since his father hadn’t bothered to concern himself very much in his children’s lives. “My dad is head of the shipping company, Abercrombie Shipping, and I’m next in line for it…”[/b] he sighed at that thought, he really didn’t want to take it over. Seb ran a hand through his hair, “My favorite color is purple, I know not the most masculine color in the world, but I love it.” He sighed wistfully, “I remember the day it became my favorite. I was in the 3rd grade, and I saw this purple crayola marker. And I thought to myself wow that’s an amazing color. And I drew this amazing picture with it. I think it’s still somewhere in the house. I play about a plethora of sports, but soccer is my main one. Um…what else do you wanna know?”[/b] [/size] [/blockquote][/blockquote] ------------------ tagged: corrine
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Post by corrine danali harden on Jul 31, 2011 21:54:35 GMT -5
i need a reason . . . [/font][/right]
Corrine smiled up at him, taking a sip of her drink that was getting pretty low. she looked at him, listening to him talk, but she shook out of her trance that was keeping her eyes stuck to him like glue. uh, well... my son being bored can really fuck stuff up with the fam. she said, shrugging like it wasn't a big deal that her family pretty much pushed her away... actually they shoved her and hit her with some bats pretty much by their words.
oh, just the... ugh- she couldn't lie to him. that was cliche, and she knew he'd find out sooner or later. the strip club in the city. one of the only ones... it's pretty popular. you probably have seen me if you go to the strip club. she said, almost ashamed, and looked at the ground. i tried to find another job, but nothing pays as good, and i'm all alone, so i just need the money so i can get into college. she looks away from him, then looks back at him.
as he talked about his family she smiled, grinning as he spoke since he seemed so into his family, so happy. wow. she said under her breath as he talked about seven of them all in one house. she shrugged a bit, i'd like to hear the story of the adopted ones sometimes... i like stories. glancing into his eyes fast, then back at her cup.
oh wonderful. oh fucking lovely. he was from money, his goddamn father owns a shipping company, and she was a stripper who comes from a middle class family, and she has a son. he was going to run. she knew it, and she was scared as hell for when he realizes that. but she was going to grab the chance she could.
he talked more about himself, and she listened, staring at his facial features. smiling, she nodded her head. i wanna know everything! she said and leaned forward, taking charge and kissing his cheek. but first, i need more to drink. she said and starting walking into the house, looking back at him with a smirk.
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Post by sebastian ulysses abercrombie on Jul 31, 2011 23:25:19 GMT -5
------------------ Seb nodded at her words about her family. She may have shrugged it off like it was nothing, but he got the vibe that it was more than that. It had hurt her, whatever they had done to her, even if it had been 3 years ago. He couldn’t imagine leaving his family. He loved them too much, and it would literally kill him if anything ever happened to them. He would never forgive himself. He was the oldest after all, and if something happened, he’d blame himself no matter what. “I’m sure it will all work itself out…”
[/b] He said softly, knowing that it probably wouldn’t, but he wanted to offer some comforting words none the less. He blinked, “You. Are. A. Stripper…”[/b] he said slowly, making sure he heard right. This girl kept throwing surprise after surprise at him. “Oh… wow…” He really didn’t see this coming, and didn’t really know how to respond to that. She epitomized the stripper stereotype of a single mom, working hard as an “exotic stripper” so that she can take care of her child and put herself to school. It was the typical stripper story. “If you don’t mind my asking, what happened to your son’s father?” Seb asked still trying to come to grips with the whole thing. He had never actually dated a stripper for. Never thought about either, not that he had anything against them; he just never really cared for them. He had actually only been to a strip club once in his entire life. He had been 16 if he wasn’t mistaken, and a few friends of his had dragged him there. It hadn’t been the best strip club in all of Honolulu, and truth be told the strippers were kind of manish looking, but you couldn’t expect much for a strip club, that catered to minors. He smiled as she said she would like to hear the story about his adopted brothers and sister, “I’d like to tell you about it one day. Maybe one day soon?” He said softly. A part of him really wanted to see her again, actually, most of him really wanted to see her again. Despite the fact that she was a stripper and was raising a 3 year old child by herself, he really wanted her, and that surprised him a little. A small chuckle left him as she said that she wanted to know everything, “I promise you there is not that much to know about me, I’m pretty boring really,”[/color] he said a smile firmly planted on his lips. His smile grew even further as she kissed his lips. He was momentarily stunned, but before she could get to far, he reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her back towards him, and captured her lips in his. [/size] [/blockquote][/blockquote] ------------------ tagged: corrine
outfit: clickly!
notes: i've been trying to figure out how to get him to kiss her for the last four post lol |
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Post by OMG GABBY ! on Jul 31, 2011 23:46:38 GMT -5
i need a reason . . . [/font][/right]
scared half to death that he was going to leave she sighed softly, yes.. i am a stripper. sadly. it was a sad sad thing. she hated it. she really wanted to do something, productive, but instead she was dancing... or stripping. whatever.
was she ever going to be able to hide all of her secrets from this boy? nah. and she knew that lying was over rated. all the movies had used all the good lies, and they had all used up the excuses. movies ruined everything, especially those 'movie moments', cause you always wanted one, always wanted something cute. just like a movie, and you didn't always get that movie moment.
he doesn't have a father. that story can wait... she said as she was standing, and looked at him, yeah, one day soon we can swap stories, if you'd like. she said hinting at her want for another date. or maybe not a date, but just you know, a meeting. whatever he wanted it to be.
you can't be as boring as i- she started to saw as he pulled her back and she kissed him. her arms wrapping around his neck and she leaned into the kiss. she hadn't kissed a guy like that in a while, and she felt the passion in it. it was like a part of her heart was filled back in. like he was warming her from her lips to the rest of her body. she hadn't felt that high since she had her first kiss with her boyfriend from florida.
she missed her love life. she needed one that was actually stable, and she was scared. she didn't know if getting involved with this boy was a good idea, but he seemed so interested, and hell... she wasn't going to just let him fall away if he was up to kissing her. wow... she said as she pulled back. corrine looked back up into his eyes, smiling a teethy smile and slowly loosening her grip on his body.
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[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/color] . . . to keep breathing [/font][/i] |
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Post by sebastian ulysses abercrombie on Aug 1, 2011 10:00:11 GMT -5
------------------ His eyes brightened as she said that she would like to see him again, not in those exact words, but he along those lines somewhere. “Uh…yeah… I mean me too, I’d like to see you again too,” and he meant it, “What are you doing Wednesday? We could grab coffee? Or do dinner and a movie maybe?”
[/b] he said softly, dragging a hand through his hair. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, “Hey Willow… I’m kind in the middle of…yeah, the one she set me up with… No I haven’t called nana yet… I’ll call her later… No I don’t know when I will be back, not anytime soon, I think yea yea…bye.” He hung up the phone to not waiting to hear what else his sister had to say. He knew she would be pissed, but he was okay with that. “Sorry bout that, that was my younger sister,” he said smiling sheepishly. The kiss was searing, intense, and enveloped his senses like nothing else he had ever experienced, which was saying something when he took in to account all the girls he had kissed. All in all he was in shock. It was like nothing he would’ve expected. Here he thought she was this innocent young thing, okay maybe not that innocent, given that she was a stripper, and she did have a kid… But damn was she a good kisser. He really couldn’t complain, considering well, he was being kissed by a gorgeous gal who was he to say anything. He smiled into the kiss and pulling her closer to him. He let her control the kiss, deciding how fast they went and where it would lead them. He wasn’t sure what was going to come from this kiss. Would she expect a relationship from this? Could he give her one? He didn’t know… but he did know one thing, he wasn’t just going to let this happen one time. Yeah he wouldn’t mind if this escalated to sex, definitely wouldn’t mind, but that wasn’t everything. I mean sure he wouldn’t mind if got into her pants, who wouldn’t, but he wouldn’t be that sad if he didn’t. Although he would prefer the former. They broke apart and He sucked in a deep breath of some much needed air. He looked back down at her, “Yeah… wow…” he whispered, but he couldn’t even begin to describe how amazing that kiss was. [/size] [/blockquote][/blockquote] ------------------ tagged: corrine
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