Tammi
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This is a private thread for Will68 and Tammi
OOC: At 25 and single, Ashley Taylor is 5’4”and weighs 105lbs, with a toned body due to her running and exercise program. She has blue eyes and blonde hair that hangs well past her waist and is thick with waves. Her breasts are not large, but not tiny either, allowing her to go braless most of the time. She has shapely firm legs, also due to her running. She lives alone in a penthouse suite, and has never been married and has no desire to do so. She grew up spoiled, her family had the means to give her everything she wanted, and due to an accident has now been left alone with a large fortune. She doesn’t work, having invested the money wisely, and the only thing she does take serious is staying in shape and having a good time.
IC:
Saturday morning I awake early so that I can get to the park early and miss the crowds. I like to take my daily morning run around the park, especially with the early morning fog just burning off, the feel of the mist on my body as it does, and the smell of freshness in the air.
Getting to the park, I notice it is quiet, and other than a couple taking a walk and several other people who pass me riding their bikes, I am mostly alone. As I begin my run, soaking up the tranquility of the morning, my mind gets lost, thinking of several upcoming events I have planned. Suddenly, I find myself on top of a man who I have just run into and knocked him and his bike over.
Oh I am soooooo sorry!
I say with light laughter in my voice. I can’t believe I have just done this, and am embarrassed hoping I haven’t hurt him. I get up and with my back to the man I bend over brushing myself off. I have on white shorts, black t-shirt, white socks and running shoes. I finally stand up and turn to face him and smile, my eyes twinkle with a silent laugh.
Are you okay?
I ask and I take a better look at him as he picks himself and his bike up. I boldly look him up and down, finding him very appealing.
OOC: At 25 and single, Ashley Taylor is 5’4”and weighs 105lbs, with a toned body due to her running and exercise program. She has blue eyes and blonde hair that hangs well past her waist and is thick with waves. Her breasts are not large, but not tiny either, allowing her to go braless most of the time. She has shapely firm legs, also due to her running. She lives alone in a penthouse suite, and has never been married and has no desire to do so. She grew up spoiled, her family had the means to give her everything she wanted, and due to an accident has now been left alone with a large fortune. She doesn’t work, having invested the money wisely, and the only thing she does take serious is staying in shape and having a good time.
IC:
Saturday morning I awake early so that I can get to the park early and miss the crowds. I like to take my daily morning run around the park, especially with the early morning fog just burning off, the feel of the mist on my body as it does, and the smell of freshness in the air.
Getting to the park, I notice it is quiet, and other than a couple taking a walk and several other people who pass me riding their bikes, I am mostly alone. As I begin my run, soaking up the tranquility of the morning, my mind gets lost, thinking of several upcoming events I have planned. Suddenly, I find myself on top of a man who I have just run into and knocked him and his bike over.
Oh I am soooooo sorry!
I say with light laughter in my voice. I can’t believe I have just done this, and am embarrassed hoping I haven’t hurt him. I get up and with my back to the man I bend over brushing myself off. I have on white shorts, black t-shirt, white socks and running shoes. I finally stand up and turn to face him and smile, my eyes twinkle with a silent laugh.
Are you okay?
I ask and I take a better look at him as he picks himself and his bike up. I boldly look him up and down, finding him very appealing.