Tie of Hope
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Mar 7, 2005
- Posts
- 239
OOC: I wouldn't mind on to two people joining, at the most. I don't mind if you post 1st Person, just make it seem somewhat literate. This is more of a force-type scenerio.
Now this was really living. Alyssa Kate, or Ally as everyone else referred to her as, had it all. A massive mini-mansion in what many people would consider 'snob' hill. The blonde headed, blue eyed, heart breaker was just a few days away from prom night, when she'd make herself known as prom queen. But until then, she'd keep at her own prissy little self. Ally was never mean to anyone...well, with the occasional bullying of the every-day school nerd. That was probably it. So with a few enemies, how hard could it be to bask in the attention? Not at all. Ally had never considered the posibility of a stalker.
With the floor modle television playing on some random music show, she entered her own personal bathroom. The massive house was an easy to enter place, and in such a lovely neighboorhood, she didn't expect an intruder. Stripping herself delicately of her cloathing, revealing finely tanned skin, lucious curves around her body exposed to the light of the room-sized bathroom, she went about undoing her hair. The eighteen year old wanted nothing more than a nice hot bath. It was around twelve, and her parents were gone for the week, off on some business trip, leaving her alone at home happily. She'd thrown a house party a day before, and was now practically dying in the love letters.
Turning the water on in the walk in shower, she let her mid-back length blond hair down. Scanning over her petite, delicate form, with well sized perky breasts and an overall gorgeous form, satisfied she slipped into the shower, closing the sliding door behind her. Sure, what girl didn't have some fantasy of hot shower sex, or some forceful male creeping in to consult them while in the shower? She almost felt guilty for the secret wanting, never imagining it a reality. Taking the soap, she hummed to herself while soaping up her hot, wet body. Only on the television, right?
Now this was really living. Alyssa Kate, or Ally as everyone else referred to her as, had it all. A massive mini-mansion in what many people would consider 'snob' hill. The blonde headed, blue eyed, heart breaker was just a few days away from prom night, when she'd make herself known as prom queen. But until then, she'd keep at her own prissy little self. Ally was never mean to anyone...well, with the occasional bullying of the every-day school nerd. That was probably it. So with a few enemies, how hard could it be to bask in the attention? Not at all. Ally had never considered the posibility of a stalker.
With the floor modle television playing on some random music show, she entered her own personal bathroom. The massive house was an easy to enter place, and in such a lovely neighboorhood, she didn't expect an intruder. Stripping herself delicately of her cloathing, revealing finely tanned skin, lucious curves around her body exposed to the light of the room-sized bathroom, she went about undoing her hair. The eighteen year old wanted nothing more than a nice hot bath. It was around twelve, and her parents were gone for the week, off on some business trip, leaving her alone at home happily. She'd thrown a house party a day before, and was now practically dying in the love letters.
Turning the water on in the walk in shower, she let her mid-back length blond hair down. Scanning over her petite, delicate form, with well sized perky breasts and an overall gorgeous form, satisfied she slipped into the shower, closing the sliding door behind her. Sure, what girl didn't have some fantasy of hot shower sex, or some forceful male creeping in to consult them while in the shower? She almost felt guilty for the secret wanting, never imagining it a reality. Taking the soap, she hummed to herself while soaping up her hot, wet body. Only on the television, right?