Make a "shhhhhh" sign
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"I need help," you say. | "I need help," you say. | ||
| - | "With what, taking your nudie photos of me?" she replies, to your confusion."Empty your pockets." You turn your pockets inside out, revealing nothing, and she says, " | + | "With what, taking your nudie photos of me?" she replies, to your confusion. "Empty your pockets." You turn your pockets inside out, revealing nothing, and she says, "Okay, what do you want?" |
"I'm looking for a girl," you say. "Her name is Laura. She has dark brown hair, a freckled face, she's not especially tall-" | "I'm looking for a girl," you say. "Her name is Laura. She has dark brown hair, a freckled face, she's not especially tall-" | ||
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"Never seen her," the girl repeats. You stop, confused. "But if you're looking for a girl, looks like you found one." She smiles at you. You are aware, suddenly, that she is beautiful. | "Never seen her," the girl repeats. You stop, confused. "But if you're looking for a girl, looks like you found one." She smiles at you. You are aware, suddenly, that she is beautiful. | ||
| - | "No, seriously," you say. | + | "No, seriously," you say. The girl isn't interested. |
"You're really not a reporter, are you?" she asks. You shake your head. | "You're really not a reporter, are you?" she asks. You shake your head. | ||
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"Nevermind." There is a momentary pause. "I think you're cute," she says. "I wish you were looking for me." You aren't sure what to say. "Come here," she says. You scoot up close to the bars. She gets close to you. As she moves in, your realize how perfect her thighs and stomach are, not to mention her breasts, which are not huge but are well-rounded. She looks you in the eye, and you find yourself a bit taken in by her. "Give me your hands," she says, and you reach through the bars. She clasps your hands, interlocking your fingers, and kisses you through the bars. You lean back, in wide-eyed shock. She giggles. Do you - | "Nevermind." There is a momentary pause. "I think you're cute," she says. "I wish you were looking for me." You aren't sure what to say. "Come here," she says. You scoot up close to the bars. She gets close to you. As she moves in, your realize how perfect her thighs and stomach are, not to mention her breasts, which are not huge but are well-rounded. She looks you in the eye, and you find yourself a bit taken in by her. "Give me your hands," she says, and you reach through the bars. She clasps your hands, interlocking your fingers, and kisses you through the bars. You lean back, in wide-eyed shock. She giggles. Do you - | ||
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[[Kiss her again]] | [[Kiss her again]] | ||
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[[Category: Beach Noir]] | [[Category: Beach Noir]] | ||
Current revision as of 17:34, 8 June 2012
You put a finger to your lips and try your best to look desperate. Intrigued, the girl checks that the guards aren't looking and gets up from her chair. As she walks closer, you see that her fabulous hips are encased in a pair of purple short shorts. There is a seductive sway to her walk. She pauses several feet from you, but you motion her closer. She comes, tentatively.
"Give me one reason I shouldn't call the guards," she says.
"I need help," you say.
"With what, taking your nudie photos of me?" she replies, to your confusion. "Empty your pockets." You turn your pockets inside out, revealing nothing, and she says, "Okay, what do you want?"
"I'm looking for a girl," you say. "Her name is Laura. She has dark brown hair, a freckled face, she's not especially tall-"
"Never seen her," she says.
"How do you know?" you ask. "Listen, she's got-"
"Never seen her," the girl repeats. You stop, confused. "But if you're looking for a girl, looks like you found one." She smiles at you. You are aware, suddenly, that she is beautiful.
"No, seriously," you say. The girl isn't interested.
"You're really not a reporter, are you?" she asks. You shake your head.
"Should I be?"
"Nevermind." There is a momentary pause. "I think you're cute," she says. "I wish you were looking for me." You aren't sure what to say. "Come here," she says. You scoot up close to the bars. She gets close to you. As she moves in, your realize how perfect her thighs and stomach are, not to mention her breasts, which are not huge but are well-rounded. She looks you in the eye, and you find yourself a bit taken in by her. "Give me your hands," she says, and you reach through the bars. She clasps your hands, interlocking your fingers, and kisses you through the bars. You lean back, in wide-eyed shock. She giggles. Do you -
