| Text Message for Whistler |
[20 Nov 2007|06:33pm] |
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“ 1- Thank god 4 hotel Lost n Found. Cell phone = good. 2- Need your brain. All u know about ATIA.”
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[20 Nov 2007|06:37pm] |
Text Message for Connor and Corbett:
“Elfleda de-throned. New Bride in town. ATIA. Research. Don’t engage.”
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| Flowers and a Note for Leah |
[20 Nov 2007|06:57pm] |
“Dear Roomie,
Some love-struck kid put these outside the door and rang the bell. Then he hauled ass. All I saw was a blue baseball cap and the sagging crotch of his jeans. You cradle-snatching these days?
Dude, I’m employed now. PLEASE let me take you out. I promise there are hot men out there above the age of 15!!!!
-STAR”
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| Prowling |
[20 Nov 2007|11:29pm] |
Bethany was still riding high on that wave of pleasure and adrenaline that had come with Atia's touch and that kiss, the very same one that had reached invisible hands deep inside her soul and pulled at the seams, opening the hole wider and farther so that darkness could overwhelm and suffocate it.
She was passing people in the street, senses more attuned to them than they had been before. Everything was suddenly more intoxicating and she ached for every moment, wanting to dominate and possess, taste and devour, push the limits and slide further and faster into the darkness clawing at her.
Her confidence was apparent, the way she turned heads and passed slow smiles at the wandering eyes. Vegas. She could feel its pulse like her own, beating beneath her feet and thrumming through her veins like the blood that kept her alive. Bethany was aimless, with only a vague idea of what she should do; she had never been one to follow anyone else's whim easily, after all.
She touched strangers, invaded their space and didn't care, seeking out the beats of their hearts with her ears and fingers, challenging them to say or do something to tell her no. They never did. Her skin was glowing in the lights of the Vegas night, hair damp with sweat and body oozing a darkness that was part her own but part something else.
It was only when she caught a familiar scent on the breeze that her footsteps stilled and she looked around, closing her eyes and turning her head to follow its movement on the air.
( In Films, Lovers... )
[Thread: Open to Bethany]
**Adult Content (Sexuality)***
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