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Thread: Breakaway~(-CN & Google)

She got a better look at him once she was closer and he seemed nice. She figured he wouldn't mind moving for her in the name of taking pictures of the wonderful weather they were having. Well it was wonderful to Holly of course. He seemed to have some deep dark persona clawing away at his insides. He didn't seem like such a cheery person. It made her wonder about him. When she approached him she could tell his defenses let down a bit but not fully down. It was understandable though. A complete stranger, a female at that was asking you to move so she could take a picture. Well it could be worse Holly could've been some creepy stalker and just taken multiple pictures of him and followed him places , but she did have better things to do than follow him around. He seemed to be a bit antsy and was looking over her head which made her curious and she turned and saw some kids about her age maybe a little younger walking away and out of the park. Were those his friends? Maybe they couldn't find him. But he was wearing an awful lot of black so it'd be kind of hard to miss him in all of this snow. She had so much on her mind that she had forgotten her purpose for walking over there in the first place. She looked back at him seeing him grow increasingly angry. She wondered why. His growl startled her a bit and she just starred at him. This guy was definitely peculiar. No question about it. It was really sketchy, why was he here anyway? What was he doing? What is he doing? So many unanswered questions craving answers. She looked into his angry eyes, they were fierce and aggressive and it scared her a bit. Me? Wh-what did i do? She wondered. But suddenly it all became clesr to her. Park, sketchy, kids, dark clothes. He must have been an assassin for hire! Oh my god! You must be an assassin for hire! I'm sorry i totally didn't mean to ruin your meeting! I'm a photographer and i just didn't want you in my picture...i mean look at the colors your wearing! Anyway I'm really sorry..can i like take you out for coffee so you don't like kill me? Holly finished taking a deep breathe. It sounded ridiculous but made so much sense now! She felt bad for ruining his deal and didn't want to get caught up in the heat of it all when it came down to it. All she wanted was a few beautiful pictures of the snow. Her nose was cold and turned red like it always did and her cheeks were flushed as well. Its really cold you shouldn't be out here anyway. She said a bit softer. Stay right here! she said as she jogged to go get her camera and her now cold coffee. She dumped it and jogged back to him. Stand still. She said softly and took a few pictures of him. She laughed softly and turned the camera so he could see them. You look good in the snow. She said smiling.
Thread: Breakaway~(-CN & Google)

With his prospective clients running off on him Dominic was pretty much resigned to loosing the money that would have been brought in by the sale. Fortunately for him he always bought the product he resold in advance rather then trying to extend a line of credit with rather then trying to get the stuff before he had the money to pay. Plenty of other dealers ended up in a wood chipper or at the bottom of a river because they thought they saw a quick and easy chance to make some money, the way Dominic ran things took a little more investment at the start but it kept him out of trouble and allowed him to keep his set up small, rather then dealing large amounts of cheap drugs he tended to deal in smaller volumes of the more expensive stuff, cocaine and designer pills that the preppies just loved, twenty six years old and Dominic avoided the debt that most people his age had after college, of course having avoided college and dealing to those same heavily in debt former students who couldn't afford it but still managed to pay. Still, even looking to the upside that there wasn't anyone expecting a payment from him that still meant that he had a felony amount of coke without a buyer in the near future. He might be able to track down someone to take it off his hands but that wasn't going to do him any good right then and there. Still an idea did occur to him, taking another long look over the young woman who had spoiled his deal he was able to pick up on the fact that she had some money, she was well dressed, the camera she carried looked expensive... at the very least he might be able to use her to recoup some of the lost profit. An assassin? He asked, clearly a little bit confused by the suggestion, it showed on his face for a moment before he took a moment to cover it again. The anger he had felt had disappointed a little bit, it was hard to be pissed off when you were so surprised by an utterly nonsensical suggestion. I'm not an assassin, I will take some coffee, and don't take any pictures of me... while you are at it you can forget anything that you saw before you grab me that coffee. Even with her not knowing what he had been up too... having pictures of him floating around could end up hurting him in the long run... keeping a low profile was harder and that low profile was how he would stay out of prison. Now lets grab that coffee... at least you can start making up for the money you already cost me that way.
Thread: Breakaway~(-CN & Google)

She frowned softly when he said he wasn't an assassin but she was secretly glad. To many b rated netflix movies had gone to her head. She mentally cursed herself for even believing that for a second he was an assassin. She could see his facial expression change from anger to a slight hint of confusion and maybe a tinsy bit of disappointment. It was a reasonable guess right? I mean he was in the park alone spying on people like the fbi. Its only logical to assume he was involved with some organized group whether it was crime related or not. Safe to say he wasn't trying to subdue her so he seemed okay with her. Needless to say Holly was one of those kids growing up that talked to strangers even though her parents told her not to. She was just to friendly and outgoing to just let a soul pass by without meeting them. He of course was no exception , the more she gazed upon him the more she wanted to know about him. He peaked her interest something guys her age rarely did. Holly had always sought comfort in dating older men. She lost her virginity when she was 18 to a guy that 26 that claimed to love her. Well his wife didn't like that very much. It ended in shambles and Holly hadn't had sex since then. Finding it to difficult to snag a man that didn't want just sex. She smiled when he accepted her invite to a make-up coffee. She put her camera down since he didn't like pictures. It kind of made her sad. What human being didn't like being captured and cultivated by an everlasting image? It seemed strange and outlandish to her, but someone in the world had to hate taking photos right? Just forget about everything she'd seen? Preposterous. Not only was he strange he was a little crazy to. Holly never forgot things, she let them go of course but never forgot. Well um...as much as i'd like to forget i probably won't...i mean what's so bad about me knowing i mean your not an assassin so what are you worried about? I'm not gonna call the cops on you for looking sketchy...then i wouldn't be a good friend. she said smiling as she stared at the snow covered ground. His feet were so much bigger than hers. Maybe it had to do with the difference in height Holly was pretty short compared to most of her friends but hey short girls were cuter anyway. What money? She asked blatantly since he hadn't told her yet. She made sure she had everything and started to head to the coffee shop. It wasn't far from the park just a couple blocks away. Once they got in Holly ordered another machiatto. She grabbed a table and waited for him to join her. She wondered what his name was Hey you never told me your name. Mines Holly. She said softly with a smile. It was really rude that she hadn't told him her name she felt bad for not telling him the first instant in the park but he knew now shouldn't that be the only thing that matters? She couldn't wait to start asking him questions.
Thread: camp

Intersted!
Thread: camp

Well i have another person who is interested too. Hmmm interesting who should i go with you both seem. i guess i could do two different camp ones.
Thread: camp

I have a need to do a rodeo role play. Preferably with some one who knows a bit about the rodeo since i would like it to be realistic. If any one is interested you can say so here or shoot me a private message. MF only.
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Workout.Inc. was the newest fitness center in the town. Every day, lots of people from all ages came here in order to keep fit, lose some weight or trying to meet some workout friends... and sometimes more. Today, like every tuesday evening, Jocelyn was here to do some workout during two hours. She was tall and busty. She had no fat, was very muscular thanks to weekly training for years. She was 43 but looked younger, she was blonde with blue eyes, curvy and strong hips. However, her muscular figure was not what she was the most proud of. She loved to show some cleavage of her 42DD breasts. People thought that would prevent her form doing efficient workout but apparently... it won't! And she loved to wear tight clothes to tease people around the place. Males of course... But she loved to attract the female users in the room. In fact, it was what she liled the most during these sessions! Today, she wore a pink tank top and white shorts. As usually, she started with some warm-up exercises in front of the mirror...
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Esmeralda enjoyed working out. It kept her thin, toned, and in shape. She was a young woman, only 20. She had beautiful jet black hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. Thanks to her workout, her body was sleek and toned, with a nice, flat tummy. Her breasts were the only bit of fat on her - bulging E-cups. Her taut stomach only made them stand out more. As usual, she came in to teh gym wearing tight workout pants and a sports bra. As usual, she strolled into the gym, lay down in her usual spot, and began doing her sit-ups. As she worked, she eyed the older woman who always stretched and did warm-ups in front of the mirror. The woman was what Esmeralda wanted to look like when she was that old, strong, busty, and fit. She was inspiration. In the meantime, Esmeralda needed to concentrate on working her taut abs. She'd binged on her food yesterday, and she needed to burn some calories.
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Jocelyn had been working out for 20 minutes when she noticed in the mirror the slim, but athletic and attractive figure of a young woman behind her. She noticed her when she did her first session one month ago. At first, she did not even looked at her. She found her a bit too fat. Moreover, she seemed to have so beautiful breasts, and she lost her focus when she was staring at her. As weeks went by, Jocelyn noticed the changes in the figure of this girl, and she was surprised to discover that the more she worked out, the more she looked sexy. She never talked to her before, but she decided it was time to know more about this mysterious girl. She grabbed her towel, put it on her shoulder and came in front of her Hello sweetie! I have seen you for weeks but I don't know who you are! What's your name? Mine is Jocelyn! You seem to have some difficulties in this exercise, don't you?
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Esmeralda was attempting to work with the free weights. Though her tummy was nice and tight and her muscles sleek and toned, she was not exactly used to wieght lifting. She'd only worked out just enough to keep her figure slim and strong. She smiled at the older woman who approached her. Hi, she said with a shy smile. My name is Esmeralda. It's a pleasure to meet you, Jocelyn. I think I'm okay with this exercise. Weight lifting isn't exactly my thing. I'm here more for my tummy - she patted her flat stomach with her free hand - but my friends say I should do some weights.
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Oh you make me remember of my first time at workout. I had difficulties in doing weight lifting too... I hoped someone would help me at that time Jocelyn smiled, and stared at Esmeralda's tummy for a few seconds, before shaking her head back and laying her towel on the floor Anyway, welcome Esmeralda! Or, could I call you Esme? You can call me Joyce too. If you want, I could give you a hand on some exercise. Let's make this tummy work out! But if you want to know my opinion, I think you have the best tummy of all the other female in this room she kindly laughed while patted Esmeralda's stomach with her left hand, enjoying the feeling of her smooth, toned body.
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Esmeralda giggled at the nickname Esme. That was her younger brother's nickname for her. She smiled proudly at the older woman's flattering compliment about her belly. Her smile only broadened when the woman reached over and patted it. Her hand felt at once soft and delicate yet firm and hard. Glad you think so, she said. After my breasts, people say that's my best feature. Then again, I always did have a perfect tummy, even as a little girl. I really would appreciate your help, Joyce.
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Joyce's face turned a bit red while she heard the comment about Esme's breats. In fact, she was jealous since high school, she had always been the girl boys dreamt of. She knew she was gorgeous and she considered her sweet figure asw a Nature's gift. However, she saw in Esme the kind of girl who was her rival several years ago.... Ok, let's do this. First of all, you must completely lay on the device Joyce ordered, while she put one hand on Esme's legs and the other one on her chest, right on her boobs. She tried to do it quietly, though the push was a bit strong.
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Esmeralda was so surprised when Joyce put her hand on her chest, she fell over on her back. She never had time to save herself with her strong tummy muscles. Okay, so like this? she asked, once she was on her back. She raised her head slightly to look over the woman.
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

That's it sweetie Joyce could not believe what she just had replied. This was not the first time she had a crush on a female workout fellow, but this time it was different. She just met Esmeralda, but she knew she wanted to go further with her. For the moment, she had to calm down. Well, now, you have to put your hands on both sides of the device she said, holding Esmeralda's arms. At the same time, she came closer to her and could feel her sweet perfume...
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Esmeralda let Joyce direct her arms. She didn't mind teh attention. Normally, it was usually male trainers who wanted to do this sort of thing with her. She turned them down every time. All they wanted was an excuse to rub against her tits and get erections from physical contact - as if the bulges in thier gym shorts weren't already enough when they came to solicit her. But this was different. Joyce was soft and feminine, yet at the same time, strong and hardy. There was a lot of strength and power in those hands holding down her arms. For some reason, the thought made Esmeralda's heart beat so much faster.
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Joyce was really attracted by Esmeralda's body. Not only she had curves that would be perfect to be a lingerie model, but there was also something strange. Esmeralda looked like she was strong and muscular but in fact she was slim, looked fragile. She wanted to cuddle her, to protect her with her strong body, to lay down with her while kissing her softly on this attractive tummy... All these thoughts made her losing her focus and she lost her grip on Esmeralda's hands, falling on her boobs...
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Esmeralda gasped in startlement, adn blushed. Whoa! Are you okay? she asked. She placed her hands on Joyce's shoulders to steady the older woman. Fortunately, Joyce had landed on Esmeralda's massive tits, which were like giant pillows of flesh. Esmeralda's powerful cleavage heaved, even under the weight of the older woman. The feeling of someone resting on her tits felt soothing to Esmeralda. It reminded her of when she'd get her younger brother to cuddle on top of her - back when he was 10 and she was 13, and her tits were still B-cups, and before he became aware of his sexuality and took on a less intimate relationship with her. Part of her just wanted to wrap her arms around this woman and just hold her there, but Esmeralda didn't want to look like a lesbian. Besides, this was awkward enough already as it was
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Joyce enjoyed that moment. It may had lasted few seconds, but for her it looked like she was in boobies heaven for hours. She enjoyed the smoothness of Esmeralda's round tits. She wanted to stroke them, to feel her nipples under her fingers, before putting her head between her two tits. She suddenly realised that she was falling in love with this girl, who was a total stranger a few minutes ago. However, she felt a bit guilty and asked So...Sorry. I hope I haven't hurt you...my apologies! then, she tried to break the ice Esme, you look really gorgeous! Why are you working out so hard? Do you have a boyfriend?
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

I'm fine, Esmeralda assured Joyce. My tits are like air bags. She smirked at her own joke. She hesitated a bit at Joyce's next question. I guess I keep telling myself I need to look pretty, and the best way to look pretty is to work out. I love food, so I can't bring myself to diet, so I exercise instead to loose weight and keep from getting fat. It helps keep my tummy flat and my hips from getting all huge. She paused again to consider the next question. When you have a body like mine, it causes men to become really stupid. To the point where a 3 year old would make a better boyfriend because he'd be so much more mature than them. Either that, or they're just plain ugly - like those 20-something year old guys here who chug down protein shakes before loading the bench press bar with all the 45 pounder weights. The fact they all think they look hot in those silly muscle shirts make them even more gross. About the only boy I would consider dating - well - we're not meant for each other. It would be just wierd if we did go out, and - kinda gross and creepy, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Oh sweetie, I underwtand what you're feeling. You know, boys will be boys. They look nice at first, trying to catch your attention, then once you date them, they behave as total idiots. It happened to me. I dated the wrong guy, we got married, and then we divorced when I discovered that he was a chauvinist pig. Well, girls are more sensitive an ddon't mess with feelings. Anyway, I repeat myself, but you are absolutely gorgeous! I hope I was as beautiful when I was your age she laughed. Well, I'm doing my weekly routine right now. If you need some help, don't hesitate! Call me and I'll instantanely come! she then walked a few steps to the treadmill and knelt to tie her shoes tightly. As she did so, she felt her spandex shorts going a bit down, revealing the top of her whale tail...
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Esmeralda popped up easily with a twitch of her tummy muscles. What about that exercise you were showing me? she asked. I lost you when you fell on top of me. She was a bit tickled by this woman. Such a powerful body, boobs as big as hers - Esmeralda just wished she could give Joyce a hug and snuggle up to her. She wasn't finished with Joyce's attention. She wanted more.
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Joyce stood up and looked in her direction. She felt litteraly attracted by this young girl, this new born muscular beauty who requested her help. She felt so powerful, she wanted to catch her by her arm, rushing to an intimate corner of the locker room to hug her, to keep her to herself. She wanted to protect her, and at the same time, to go further , to cuddle her on the bed scantily clad, to feel her soft fingers on her muscular body. Well, we could carry on together if you want she asked while stepping toward her
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Esmeralda beamed almost like a little girl She wondered if this was the same thrill her brother felt when she'd allow him to tag along with her and her friends when they were children. She really liked this Joyce woman. She wondered why she hadn't approached her earlier, when she first started working out here. She'd admired Joyce for so long as an object of inspiration, not knowing this woman was very friendly and very helpful - along with being very strong and very sexy. I think that would be a great idea.
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Ok, so lay down again.I hope my hands will not slip again! I'll put some powder to prevent it. I'll be careful, I don't want to ruin your air bags she laughed, hoping that little joke would give a better impression to Esmeralda. She then held the weights outside her head. She felt affection for this cute little girl. She remember that the last time she felt attracted by a woman, it was a strong, muscular one. Their relationship was strongly physical, but she did not really felt love for her. With Esmeralda, it was different. She wanted to practise some more erotic exercises with her, but she also wanted to grasp her, to lock her in her arms and flood her with kisses on all her bodies. She wanted to stroke her tits, her bottom, her tummy, to give her all the love she deserved. But she lost her ffocus again as she stared at Esmeralda's cleavage and said well... I think it's okay, we should do some other exercise... What about running a bit on the treadmill?
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Esmeralda lay down again, her massive tits rising and falling with each breath. She giggled at Joyce's joke, and her tits shook. She noted Joyce hesitating a bit, but thought nothing of it. At the suggestion to go on the treadmill, she sprang up again. That sounds like a good idea, she said cheerfully. That ought to really burn some calories. Though I think afterward I should probably do something for my back. With tits as big and heavy as these, running can really mess up your back.
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

When she heard that last comment, Joyce's heart was racing. She was lost in her thoughts, thinking about cuddling Esmeralda's back on bed, both nude, carefully relieving tension of all these tired muscles. She would kiss her on her back, and being more adventurous then going down. Well, it may sound a bid weird, but if you want, I could give you a massage after that to relax your back. It would be a pleasure. Friendly speaking, of course... But if you don't want, i'll understand. In fact, she hoped Esmeralda would accept this offer.
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

A massage sounded appealing. She used to bully her brother for massages, which he grudgingly gave, but then she moved out. Since then, she had no one. That would be very nice. Thanks! She was beaming with the innocence of a girl.
Thread: Personal Trainer (samana44 & demented-tiger)

Joyce secretly enjoyed this first little victory. She never spoke to Esmeralda before today, and she was already going to massage her afterwards. Dirty thoughts came to her mind but she quickly kept her focus when she saw the innocent, cute smile on her face. she put an hand on Esmeralda's right hip and said you will see, you would ask for more after that and she laughed. She then put on the first program on the treadmill okay Esme, time to shake that little bum! We'll begin softly, and then if you feel confident we will go faster.