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Natasha
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Date Posted: 14:58:17 01/20/10 Wed
In reply to:
Lezedi
's message, "..glad ya like it. drink up.." on 10:49:20 01/20/10 Wed
Natasha followed him through the labyrinthine halls, up stairs, up some more stairs, in a procession that she started to doubt would ever end. Her curiosity mounting, they came to a final door, which led to...a bedroom. She exhaled, releasing a breath she hadn't known she'd been holding. She supposed there could be no mistaking either of their intentions at this point, but it made her feel a bit nervous nonetheless, reminded of the fact that she'd never before gone to bed with a man at first meeting. But that would soon change. New Natasha would be shameless in her conquests, a wanton sex goddess, having no-strings-attached flings with any guy she pleased. Good thing she has that tall glass of liquid courage to aid and abet her. The glass in question had been emptied of about a third of its contents already (a little too fast, don't you think?), so she strolled easily toward the man beckoning her to his bed, enjoying the heady feeling in her body caused by the drink. She sat gracefully, with one hand on the bed for balance. Then she surveyed the room. It wasn't what she expected. Well, she didn't know what she expected. Maybe a hint of his personality--instead it resembled a hotel room's minimalist aesthetic. No posters, books, CDs. Nothing even out of place, besides the crooked bedspread. "Are you sure you live here? There's no...stuff," she asked him, taking another sip of her drink. She edged closer to him on the bed.
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