EbeneezerRomeo
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- Aug 17, 2007
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Hey all, I am a long time reader but this will be my first time roleplaying
The premise for the story is a fantasy that I have wanted to play out for the last few months in real life. I am a bartender at a very popular nightclub in Sweden and needless to say I have a lot of options should I ever actually want to cheat on my girlfriend which of course I dont want to do, but a fantasy never hurt anyone right?
I dont know how much you guys know about Sweden but it is a very very liberal country. Guys and girls are constantly hooking up in front of me and heading off to the bathroom to do whatever. It is pretty crazy here when the party starts to get going. Even though I have a girlfriend I like to flirt a lot over the bar and I am constantly getting a lot of attention and girls will do almost anything to win me over, I have had offers for things that would make my grandma blush
So lets see what you can do to win me over...
Name: Gabriel Murray
Age: 25
Height: 6 foot 4
Weight: 215 lbs
Hair: Blond and cut really close with a stylish short trimmed beard that is the same length as the hair on top.
Eyes: Deep baby blue that melts hearts
Body type: Athletic
Wearing: A white muscle shirt that shows a half sleeve tattoo on his right arm of a paradise scene filled with waves, flowers and a sunset. Jeans that are tight in all the right places.
Saturday night and the mood is right.
As usual I am sitting on the tram to work daydreaming about the beach. God how I miss the fucking beach, the waves, the life. Here I am stuck in Sweden, working to save money to escape the monotany and head back to the warm good life. At least this place has the girls.
As I look around I can spot half a dozen model blonds in tight jeans and t-shirts yammering away in Swedish on there cell phones to god knows who, some lucky boy I am sure.
I stare out the window, beautiful people everywhere, at least this puts a smile on my face.
God what do I have in store for me this weekend. I start to think back to last weekend and that dropdead gorgeous 18 year old redhead from up north who offered to take me to the bathroom and please me in anyway she could just so that she could have my phone number. 110 lbs, a perfect tight body, god why do I have a girlfriend.
I love my girlfriend and I could never cheat on her, but really how will she ever know what I get up to if I really wanted to? I mean maybe just once to get it out of my system...I am getting so tired of the same old sex everyday, our 5 position dance.
Its is after all Saturday night and the mood is right....
I snap out of my dream, I am at my stop.
I walk off the tram and turn the corner around kungsportsplatsen, ah there it is, my saturday night love, the club. Its 8 pm, just enough time to run upstairs get myself looking sexy and get a few drinks into me....
I dont know how much you guys know about Sweden but it is a very very liberal country. Guys and girls are constantly hooking up in front of me and heading off to the bathroom to do whatever. It is pretty crazy here when the party starts to get going. Even though I have a girlfriend I like to flirt a lot over the bar and I am constantly getting a lot of attention and girls will do almost anything to win me over, I have had offers for things that would make my grandma blush
Name: Gabriel Murray
Age: 25
Height: 6 foot 4
Weight: 215 lbs
Hair: Blond and cut really close with a stylish short trimmed beard that is the same length as the hair on top.
Eyes: Deep baby blue that melts hearts
Body type: Athletic
Wearing: A white muscle shirt that shows a half sleeve tattoo on his right arm of a paradise scene filled with waves, flowers and a sunset. Jeans that are tight in all the right places.
Saturday night and the mood is right.
As usual I am sitting on the tram to work daydreaming about the beach. God how I miss the fucking beach, the waves, the life. Here I am stuck in Sweden, working to save money to escape the monotany and head back to the warm good life. At least this place has the girls.
As I look around I can spot half a dozen model blonds in tight jeans and t-shirts yammering away in Swedish on there cell phones to god knows who, some lucky boy I am sure.
I stare out the window, beautiful people everywhere, at least this puts a smile on my face.
God what do I have in store for me this weekend. I start to think back to last weekend and that dropdead gorgeous 18 year old redhead from up north who offered to take me to the bathroom and please me in anyway she could just so that she could have my phone number. 110 lbs, a perfect tight body, god why do I have a girlfriend.
I love my girlfriend and I could never cheat on her, but really how will she ever know what I get up to if I really wanted to? I mean maybe just once to get it out of my system...I am getting so tired of the same old sex everyday, our 5 position dance.
Its is after all Saturday night and the mood is right....
I snap out of my dream, I am at my stop.
I walk off the tram and turn the corner around kungsportsplatsen, ah there it is, my saturday night love, the club. Its 8 pm, just enough time to run upstairs get myself looking sexy and get a few drinks into me....