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I was lost in the sound. The guitar behind me, drums lightly rhythmical in the back, and my bass pulsing through the calls of the crowd. The air around me was cool, as I sang into the mic.
"You got a real short skirt,
I wanna look up, look up,
Look up, Yeah yeah,"
I began to move around a bit, staying near the mic to sing, as my eyes scanned the crowd.
There she was.
Hayley Brown...one of the most elegant looking girls from my school. A senior cheerleader, the epitome of popularity.
And here I was, Chris Brighton, just trying to get by in a cover band, endlessly worrying about what would happen to us when we graduated.
She was wearing a short skirt...long tan legs moved under it as she drunkenly danced to The Killers Midnight Show.
Finally, as I finished, I jumped off the stage, over the the table with refreshments.
It was the annual senior party at the lake, and the night sky was clear, the only lights came from the stage. As I took a sip of water, I felt hands wrap around my stomach.
Imagine my surprise when I heard Hayley's voice.
"Hey stud, how'd you like to look up my skirt," she whispered into my ear, the smell of Patron on her breath. Before I knew it she was leading me into the dancing area, as some random club song played. She ground her ass up against me, as I felt a stir down below.
"Hayley, you're pretty drunk, maybe you should get home,"
She turned, those piercing green eyes met with mine.
"Why don't you take me," she said, before locking hands with me.
I suppose I looked a bit awkward, maybe taken aback a bit by it all, but as I led her to my car, I knew she wasn't in her right mind, and even if she were, I wouldn't just throw all my feelings away for a one night stand...a midnight show.
It was halfway to her house when she fell asleep in the passenger seat.
"Ironic," I said out loud, as drove on. Eventually I got to her driveway, remarked to see that no one else was home.
"Mhmmmm under door rug," she muttered, through glazed eyes, "head...hurts like hell,"
I shook my head, as I got out, unlocked her house door, then went back to get her.
I ended up carrying her into the house, up the stairs, into her quaint bedroom.
I didn't even get a thank you as I tucked her in. I suppose another guy in my situation might take advantage, but again, my morals came into play, as I moved back downstairs, found the couch, and sat down.
Unknowingly, I fell asleep, destined to be there in the morning.
Basically what I want to do with this thread is to have a lengthy seduction. My character just doesn't want sex, even though Hayley makes a move on him a lot of times. Eventually they will hook up, but it will be gradual...PM if interested.
"You got a real short skirt,
I wanna look up, look up,
Look up, Yeah yeah,"
I began to move around a bit, staying near the mic to sing, as my eyes scanned the crowd.
There she was.
Hayley Brown...one of the most elegant looking girls from my school. A senior cheerleader, the epitome of popularity.
And here I was, Chris Brighton, just trying to get by in a cover band, endlessly worrying about what would happen to us when we graduated.
She was wearing a short skirt...long tan legs moved under it as she drunkenly danced to The Killers Midnight Show.
Finally, as I finished, I jumped off the stage, over the the table with refreshments.
It was the annual senior party at the lake, and the night sky was clear, the only lights came from the stage. As I took a sip of water, I felt hands wrap around my stomach.
Imagine my surprise when I heard Hayley's voice.
"Hey stud, how'd you like to look up my skirt," she whispered into my ear, the smell of Patron on her breath. Before I knew it she was leading me into the dancing area, as some random club song played. She ground her ass up against me, as I felt a stir down below.
"Hayley, you're pretty drunk, maybe you should get home,"
She turned, those piercing green eyes met with mine.
"Why don't you take me," she said, before locking hands with me.
I suppose I looked a bit awkward, maybe taken aback a bit by it all, but as I led her to my car, I knew she wasn't in her right mind, and even if she were, I wouldn't just throw all my feelings away for a one night stand...a midnight show.
It was halfway to her house when she fell asleep in the passenger seat.
"Ironic," I said out loud, as drove on. Eventually I got to her driveway, remarked to see that no one else was home.
"Mhmmmm under door rug," she muttered, through glazed eyes, "head...hurts like hell,"
I shook my head, as I got out, unlocked her house door, then went back to get her.
I ended up carrying her into the house, up the stairs, into her quaint bedroom.
I didn't even get a thank you as I tucked her in. I suppose another guy in my situation might take advantage, but again, my morals came into play, as I moved back downstairs, found the couch, and sat down.
Unknowingly, I fell asleep, destined to be there in the morning.
Basically what I want to do with this thread is to have a lengthy seduction. My character just doesn't want sex, even though Hayley makes a move on him a lot of times. Eventually they will hook up, but it will be gradual...PM if interested.
