the deeper you go, the higher you fly

Strelein von Rosnete · 08-03-2010, 01:25 AM

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oh you, you so faabulous

The closest Strel had come to kids finding out he had done their parents was when Ayita walked in on him and her brother after the dirty deed. But, he was sure that the woman would not tell her children what she knew happened between her friend and her brother. Ayita was not that kind of a gossiping woman, especially if her children would be hurt or lose whatever innocence they had left if they learned. Then the awkward questions would flood and overbear her. No, no, it was good no one's kids knew that Strel had done their fathers. Or brothers. Or whatever.

Oh, Strel did not like women. No, he did not. Sober. Drunk, he did not care where he put it as long as he enjoyed it. In the morning, he would regret it, but at the moment, he was happy enough to keep the touching, flirting, and suggestions going. The part that sucked was that he had no sexy man to think of at the moment; no one was really "on his mind" at that moment. It sucked; he needed a new love interest, just to keep his inspiration up and his libido satisfied.

The circles being drawn on the back of his arm made the redhead look down, then up the silvery yellow arm. He pulled a smirk, free hand reaching over to rest on the woman's thigh. "What kind of experiments did you have in mind?" He looked down at his hand on her body, then back up at her eyes. He hoped he was giving her a look with some kind of interest in them. "I hear I'm a good lab rat."

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