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Happy Birthady JD…

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Dressed  up in a bowand silk stakings?… he he…

I do need to fake my B'day much closer… thank god for a good friend who gave me something to untie  … it could have been a bust.

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Friday for some of you… I'll try to pop in and accomidate the Euro crowd and flash the cheeks early…

Don't mind the extra flash time myself… course I am an exhibitionist at heart..

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Bears fantasy playground all those tempting knots to untie.. 

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OMG Covems… too funny…

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Well it is true that some think gifting creates an entilement  to rooming. If the continue pressing it simply say no..means no.. and that you would be happy to forward the gift to the whore of their choice.

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posted them under this thread:
https://funnyadultgamesplay.com/forum/index.php/topic,1987.0.html

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Well it does cost more than a few of the past offers… amazing detail in the setting though… window shutters and door have a real feel to them… the complex weaving of vines in the rafters above… creeping along the walls….flowers… and setting… very nice IMO.

This room with the wave action has a very romantic feel to it…

If you like romantic settings… and that form of RP… a must get imo/

Pricey… but about waht the city room was when released.  I would definitely put this as a top end room for play.

as to the bed there… well it's a liberty we have to live with. I have said it about all room ideas… thinkfirst of the room structure and how it might work out.

Some might have issue on the wall sex… I ws talking with a friend who has problems with the location of the camera in other rooms… it happen here too where she said she had to search for her av' (I told her that would be easy follow the moans). If you have issues in other rooms you might here too…. I did not notice any when I rechecked this evening.

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I saw the post… and picked up the room to see if I could follow her complaints about the cams. When I came back to check the post ,… the thread had disappearred.

My first impression was that it was a beautiful romantic setting.  I could have gone for a darker edge of the lighting… maybe some torches to had really set the mood. Still find it an exotic and nice add. Price is steep… but…

I'll check it out later when not so rushed… and hope to test the tone of the room.

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The band breaks for a bit and I note Brandy sitting on a stool at the bar talking to Old Joe. As good a time as any I gauge, and I hop down from the stage stalking towards her through the crowd. .  Hovering slightly away as I bide time for Joe to be distracted, and for me to slide in., taking the moments to consider how hot she looks there supple and toned… in those tight jeans which hug her frame,… the fit of that pullover which leaves nothing to the imagination..

I step in reaching for the bar on either side of her as leaning close over her shoulder.  Seeing myself  with an evil grin as I catch ourselves in the  perfect vantage point of that reflection in the mirror behind the bar,  Our eyes lock together,… mine narrowed, brow bunched in it’s predatory pounce,, and her eyes wide in the alarm of a doe caught in the light of high beams. I can see her trembling there… of expectation or fear, frozen as I whisper to her.

“So what am I to make of this… that you want me to return this to you personally… behind closed doors in a more intimate setting?”

I lift the charm in front of her dangling from my fingertips and note the expression in her eyes as she looks at it. It’s not quite what I expected… more alarmed in confusion than revulsion or excitement. My moment of bafflement giving her a slim opportunity, she ducks under my arm along the bar her cowboy hat brushing off her head as it bumps my arm and falls to the floor.

As she twists to escape me I reach out suddenly moving with her. Clamping my hand to the bar again to prevent her escape. I step closer in, our bodies nearly making contact…face to face…as she backs tight to the bar,  the slim margin of emptiness bridging our lips as I close in. I can taste her breath, sweet,… seductive,… hinting of the jasmine as we hold there and our breaths seems to cloud in vapor. Our eyes lock together and I read the fear… yet the excitement of it all. As I speak the breath of my words caress her lips and cheek. “I saw you there last night… watching me…. I saw your wants there… the desire in your passion and …dreams.. Wishing it was you there on the stage… you… wrapped in my arms and power… the center of my focus… teasing you,… urging you… “

I never complete it.

I feel a nudge at my back just hard enough to edge me across the line. Our lips meet,… not a kiss… but contact. I stiffen, pulling back from her as I internally curse my carelessness in the moment. I wanted her to make that contact…. To come willingly across that miniscule distance… and show me … the admittance in herself of her desires. 

As I push back away from her, she moves immediately, grabbing the charm from my grasp and ducking the other way  under my arm. She looks at me panting as she backs away,… in consideration of the charm, nervously forming her thoughts as she quickly recollects herself.

“ I never returned the charm to you. I have been waiting for you to return it..” Her breaths steady themselves as she plainly states herself… “Ask Stone,… I said the same to her, curious why you had not given it to me, but…a nice ploy on your part Bear.” She grins now,… twirling the collar on her finger, “Trying to bed me so..”

Indeed I think,… then latch on her words…. I never returned the charm to you… the sincerity of truth in that statement chimed true. It muddled my thoughts,… if not her… I began to grasp for straws of who then.

“Your arrogances in all this… I find …cute” she chirps before turning away, a smug expression on her face as she retreats towards her office leaving me gripping the bar white knuckled.

Cute? The word over rides my thoughts.

My eyes narrow at the word. I see myself as anything but…. “cute”.

Cute… the word  gnaws in my soul.

I hear a sharp crack, twist towards the bar and see the empty shot glass  sitting there and Old Joe grinning amused, he had smacked the shot glass intentionally down hard to jar my thoughts to reality..

“Shot down again?… Not meant to be Bear… you are so not her type.”

He pours me a drink. I grumble as I reach for it and catch my reflection in the mirror.

“Perhaps…. But I swear Joe… “, leveling my gaze on him in sincerity, “She returned the charm to me. I placed it some time ago in her dungeon.

Grabbing the shot glass I raise it catching sight of myself in  the reflection of the mirror and  that of a dark male image, behind me. The whiskey burns my throat as I toss it down,… and as I set the shot down…glancing again into the mirror…. Whoever was there had since moved on. I shudder… something very strange is now air.

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Tangos song is a hit as  the bar rocks to the tune. Leaving us with parched throats after the lomg session. The flowers and accolades heaped on Brandybee and Stone for the Bars success are well deserved.
As the crowd mingles and folks come forward to congratulate the two I head back to the bar to sneak in a quick drink before the next session.

I would have gone for another body shot with Gayle but the line appeared too long. Poor Ol’ Joe… he works his end rather lonely.

“You must be the express lane .” I taunt as I approach him.
“I need to grow tits.” he replies. 
I bite my tongue at a retort. After downing the  mug he has drawn from the tap I head back to the stage and slip the leather jacket off. I shiver a bit, annoyed  of the probability someone  must have left the back door to the pit open again. Fall nights here do get rather crisp.

As I near my guitar I stop. Eyes locked surprised to the collar and the bee charm dangling from the guitars neck.

She returned it to me?

I lift it from the guitar… lips crinkling as I ponder the meaning.

“I thought that matter already settled.“  I turn at the words and shrug at JD who had approached me.

“Me too.” I answer, muddling the matter..

JD chuckles, “Well I think she would be disappointed if she was the only one who didn’t receive hers in return… After what we did to her strip night.”

I grin back at him nodding, she struck me as one who might have been disappointed if I hadn‘t. Flatly confirming his thoughts in louder affirmation. “Oh, yes, Brandy does want it…. and I will give it to her.”

I pocket the collar and charm. “I’ll just have to find a creative way of getting past her guard and slipping it to her.“… then adding quietly “I am just not certain what the objection here is” JD looks at me puzzled.

I lean forward and add hushly “The thing is I snuck into her dungeon and left it there,… but she gave it back. You know her….why would she do that?”

JD laughs, “She’s a Brit… who knows… have a spot of tea that always seems to work for them in sorting things out.”

I smirk at his comment. I am still not certain what to make of the collars return. Maybe she wants it delivered personally… or it could be she is repulsed by the whole matter in general. I grin, tapping my pocket,,, well there is only one way to test that. For now though, the band gathers and the music flows again.

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Welcome Andrea, we hope this is more than just a quick visit and look forward to hearing your thoughts and opinions about the site.

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Stripped and shaking the tush for the cause…

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Well the skin texturing a good suggestion for the next cosmetic poll

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It may not be for cheating purposes… it might be to keep things uncomplicated… some folks get jealous if they don't see themselves held in as high regard as others. By keeping the relationships secret they avoid all complications.

Others don't want anyone to know their business… some folks hold these matters as quite private and personal.

My best advise is look at the one who requested secret status… how are they handling others?

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