A few days off

[LongWalkHome]

Actually about a week. I'm going to be off in that scary real world tending to some business that popped up. (And NO it's NOT that)

If I'm in a thread with you and you need to move my character to keep the story moving, please feel free to do so, K?

Otherwise I'll be back in a week to terrorize ya all!

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

S*

Even though we haven't written together as yet, I hope the business goes well, that you find time for some of that too *G*, and have a safe "walk home" to your friends here.
Watch your back... and front too I guess. *chuckling*

Remember if they are truly 'out to get you' then you aren't paranoid any more. *L

 

[Honey_B]

Let's see... Something to insure his return... Something creative... Seven days...

*think - think - think - think*

Ah-ha!

Wearing naught but seven veils, I stride in with my trusty flute player.

"Hit it, Azhar!"

The sensuous strains of a Middle Eastern flute erupt from the fleshy lips of Azhar. As I move, so do the veils, each stealing a different color from the rainbow. A pale blue scarf covers the lower half of my face and brings out the blue of my eyes. A scarf of dove gray covers my long red hair. Of my body, the veils offer only the most tantalizing glimpse. I begin to dance, finger-cymbols clinking, staccoto exclamation points to the slow seduction of the flute.

Seven veils, seven days, I hope he brings a blanket.

 

[Lady_Kit]

Honey, if he doesn't come back you want to share my blanket? *wicked grin*

Hurry back LWH, you owe me a ride, on the same ship this time!

 

[Honey_B]

Six Days, Six Scarves

The music ebbs on and the gray scarf slides from my hair, fluttering to the ground like a morning dove's wings. My coppery curls catch the light of the candles (Yes, I lit candles. Hundreds, of them!) as I sway to the music.

I wink at the Lady Kit as I raise my arms, cymbals chiming. My breasts rise, pressing against their silken coverings, nipples hardening from the friction.

 

[Lady_Kit]

Ahhh...another day, another scarve...*sigh*

Sitting cross legged on the soft blanket I pick up a small drum and begin to accompany Azhars flute, my eyes captured by the vision before me.

(LWH...you know she makes it really hard to want you to hurry back) *wicked grin*

 

[Honey_B]

Five days, Five Scarves

Maybe I should set the scene a bit...

Soft Persian carpets, richly covered silk cushions, a gold platter of fruit within easy reach - the candles reflected in the beauty of Kit's eyes. Her hands ply the drum with her delicate hands, bringing forth a sensuous beat.

And I...

I dance, my hips moving in serpentine arcs, fluid and in tune with the music. The veils, carried by the air, flutter around me, parting for the briefest of glimpses - the curve of my breast, the apex of my thigh.

With the day drawing to a close, I untwine the blue scarf that covers my face and it joins its green mate on the carpet floor.

 

[LongWalkHome]

Lurking behind the thick curtains that have mysteriously appeared I rub and blink my eyes for the third time. A more erotic sight I couldn't have imagined in the dark halls of my own mind and I return to find it here. The music and the passion with which it is played by Lady Kit, how her own body sways to it and the motions of the woman in front of her...My eyes are drawn to that woman as the fifth veil flutters to the floor and they widen...HoneyB! With the sultry smile of a she devil, her body undulating, her eyes smoky as if in a trance...

My body and my heart responds. It warms both to see such a waiting party for me and thoughts of both women within the warmth of our skin and a blanket fill my head. I grin with lust filled thoughts, then sober, loathe to interrupt such an erotic occurence though sensing they would stop with smiles as I return.

I will return, and watch with adoring eyes in a day, I decide. The impression the two have made on my heart and mind never to be forgotten.

........................................................................................................

Ladies I am indeed honored and pleased. I'll peruse the boards and catch up on my writing, then return and hopefully join you both in an erotic dance for three.

LWH

 

[Lady_Kit]

Blonde hair confined into a long tail by a pearl band, tanned breasts covered, just barely, in a white brocade vest, and full white trousers of the finest gauze complete my costume. All cool white and gold to balance Honeys firey brightness. She dances and my body moves in concert with the copper haired beauty.

Another day *sigh* another bit of silk.

 

[LongWalkHome]

How sweet the taste of an erotic mind...Care to lend me a taste of yours Lady Kit? I had a few days to do nothing but lay on a bed and dream and have come up with an idea...imagine that (lol)

And I too wait for that whisper of silk as it slides away, to be covered by yet a different sort of warmth

 

[Honey_B]

Four Days, Four Scarves

It is the fifth day and another must fall. The long transparent scarf that has been tied at my shoulder, covering my body to my toes, falls to my feet in a pool of silken water. Without the cloudy obscurity of the veil, much is revealed. Soft pink are the scarves that bind my breasts, crossing in the front and tying in the back. I raise my arms and trace pictures in the sultry air as my fingers snap out a staccato rhythm with the cymbals. Through the shimmering rose, the darker hue of my nipples becomes visible.

I whirl around in a cloud of silk, feeling eyes other than my Lady Kit's watching me. Despite the insistence of the music, I search the shadows for someone, certain I hear a voice, but no one is there. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Kit’s face, her sensuous lips curved into a knowing smile.

 

[prometheus 2]

Just how I stumbled into this place I'll never know 'cept it's saturday nite and I'm on the prowl. But here I am if you two lovely ladies don't mind I'l stick around for a while.

Tipping my cowboy hat and untying my red bandanna on account of I'm getting a little warm watching all this fancy dancing, my hands in the pockets of my faded jeans twitching a bit as they would like to be encircling those lucious curves coming into view, but shucks ladies don't reacon I know how to do that kind of dance now if it was a polka or a two step. hmmm . Wwell for now I'll just grab a cold beer hoping it will cool me down and save me some embarrasment cause my pants are too tight already and getting tighter by the minute.

 

[Lady_Kit]

I nod an acknowledgement to he handsome cowboy and take careful note of the increasingly exposed dancer while pondering the question.

LWH I'd be pleased to give you a taste; of anything you desire. *wicked grin* Especially since the thought of you in bed for days conjurs up its own delicious images.

The movement of Honeys body draws my eye, her breasts nearly visible, tantalizingly close...and the sway of her hips, hypnotic. I am captivated.

*soft smile*

 

[LongWalkHome]

Sliding behind the erotic drummer woman and placing my hands on her warm, silk shoulders, then sliding each hand down her slim arms in a slow, teasing, erotic trail I nuzzle her neck then kiss it gently. My tongue flicks out and traces tiny circles on her silky, fragrant skin then recedes.

"Greetings Ma Petite`" I whisper gently enjoying the sight of Honey's body as it slowly gyrates in her own erotic undulations and the feel of Kit's. "It is good to be home"

 

[Honey_B]

Three days - Three Scarves

A growing audiance! Just what every dancer desires.

To the rugged cowboy, I dance. I trace my ringed toes up his thigh, teasing and taunting before twirling away.

Thru kohl-lined eyes, I see the man for whom I dance and a smile lights my face. It is to him that one pale pink scarf falls, revealing my right breast. A shake of my hair and the view is obsured.

Through the coppery strands, I see his tongue teasing Kit and the expression on her face reveals a desire kept barely at bay. Thoughts of what is to come spur me to dance faster and faster, spinning like a devish, the scarves twining around my legs.