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Date Posted: 07:53:50 10/26/09 Mon
Author: Lyla Jones
Subject: () Guess This Is It ()
In reply to: Ronon 's message, "..::Outlaw Torn::.." on 21:49:43 10/24/09 Sat

The mere touch of his fingertips on her thin shoulder sent a frisson through her body and through her mental aura. She literally purred as his husky voice agreed and his bare body was exposed to her. She had been in a collision course with him before his shirt was taken off. But now their bare skin collided in a tantalizingly taste way. Lyla could not beat down the friction in her chest or the lack of air she seemed to have. She breathed out deeply and a moan got tangled up in the sound. She was loosing control of herself. It was unlike her to throw her expensive threads to the dirt without concern. But she was caught up in Ronon and his lips (which he was licking), his tongue (that had disappeared inside again) and his hands (that were all over her but not in the right places). She wanted him so badly her inside was turning with discomfort. She spread her fingers over his chest. She was slightly shorter than him so she gave him a lusty look up through her dark brown lashes. “If you didn’t, I would have asked you.” This tension had to be eased up. Lyla (with much difficulty) forced herself away from him. She turned her back and moved back to the train. Her nimble fingers were unhooking her bra and tossing it on the abjured shirt. Her aura was shifting down and the lines of her body were blurring with the vibrating movement of body. This shift was incredible easy because of all the wound of energy. There would be no discomfort. She bent, her back still to him, and stepped gingerly out of her remaining garments. This movement probably looked vague to the onlooker because her body was shimmering and vibrating. Then, as suddenly as the violent visible light had emitted, it faded and a fox sat pristinely facing the rouge male. She was whiter than snow and bright enough to blind had the sun actually been shining. But being as low to the ground as she was, she wouldn’t stay that bright long. Many people considered showing someone their naked body as seeing them in “all their glory” but for Lyla this white fox was her most glorious aspect. Se gave a slight yip of impatience and fanned her long tail out behind her. Come on already.


(almost time for the surpriseeeeeeeeeeee! and btw...your last post was ama-z-zing)

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