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Thread: Mx Female (NEW PLOTS) Detailed, Cartoonish, Interracial Role-plays Inside. Very Experienced. (NSFW Pics)

Mmmm, watery apple pie...
Thread: Mx Female (NEW PLOTS) Detailed, Cartoonish, Interracial Role-plays Inside. Very Experienced. (NSFW Pics)

Ok, let's dry it off first?
Thread: Mx Female (NEW PLOTS) Detailed, Cartoonish, Interracial Role-plays Inside. Very Experienced. (NSFW Pics)

Oh great, now my towel is all sticky...
Thread: Mx Female (NEW PLOTS) Detailed, Cartoonish, Interracial Role-plays Inside. Very Experienced. (NSFW Pics)

Now I have TWO sticky towels...
Thread: Mx Female (NEW PLOTS) Detailed, Cartoonish, Interracial Role-plays Inside. Very Experienced. (NSFW Pics)

One of them smells like bleach.
Thread: Mx Female (NEW PLOTS) Detailed, Cartoonish, Interracial Role-plays Inside. Very Experienced. (NSFW Pics)

Not the anime.
Thread: Mx Female (NEW PLOTS) Detailed, Cartoonish, Interracial Role-plays Inside. Very Experienced. (NSFW Pics)

The body pillow.
Thread: Mx Female (NEW PLOTS) Detailed, Cartoonish, Interracial Role-plays Inside. Very Experienced. (NSFW Pics)

Happy Black Valentine's Day.
Thread: Mx Female (NEW PLOTS) Detailed, Cartoonish, Interracial Role-plays Inside. Very Experienced. (NSFW Pics)

I'll pierce your heart.
Thread: Mx Female (NEW PLOTS) Detailed, Cartoonish, Interracial Role-plays Inside. Very Experienced. (NSFW Pics)

Your heart-shaped butt, that is. Rowr.
Thread: Mx Female (NEW PLOTS) Detailed, Cartoonish, Interracial Role-plays Inside. Very Experienced. (NSFW Pics)

Oh wow, that little growl of mine really got the ladies' interest. My PM box can barely keep up!
Thread: Mx Female (NEW PLOTS) Detailed, Cartoonish, Interracial Role-plays Inside. Very Experienced. (NSFW Pics)

Better PM me now before I'm all filled up.
Thread: Mx Female (NEW PLOTS) Detailed, Cartoonish, Interracial Role-plays Inside. Very Experienced. (NSFW Pics)

I warned you. Only 20 spots left!
Thread: Daddy's Little Sweetheart [private for me and kckolbe]

Name Amanda Meyers Age 17 Height 164 cm Hair reddish brown Eyes dark brown Breasts B cup A little bit about Although many things had happened to Amy she is still quite the innocent type of a girl. She loves arts and is really good at it. A bit of a klutz at times but quite a sweetheart that tries her best to be a good person. Amanda Meyers, a seventeen-years-old girl currently living on the streets. Her parents died when she was young and was taken in by her relatives. They were never good to her but the line was overstepped when they wanted to sell her into a marriage with some old, rich man to earn some money. Since minors didn't have many rights in this country.. it was a possible and kind of legal thing to happen. The minor belonged to their family until there were of age. Because of that she run away from home and started to sell her paintings.. but soon was found by them and needed to become a homeless girl to be sure they wouldn't find her again. She struggled to survive but it wasn't easy. Sitting under the bridge she wrapped her arms around herself. She liked that place since the wall there was kind of warm, probably some kind of pipe going through it. The jacket she was wearing was a little bit tattered here and there but is was mostly clean, showing that the girl tried her best even in that kind of situation. Her hair were combed and face only a little bit dirty. Then she saw someone coming closer. Tensing up she was ready to run.. but the tall and handsome man passed by, not giving her much of an attention. And then she saw something dropped from his pocket. A wallet. Hey.. Mister! You dropped something , she called, taking it into her thin, long fingers and running after him, or at least walking fast. H.. here.. Amy couldn't help but be curious why someone like the man would walk in such a neighbourhood.. He obviously was well off, even the leather, elegant wallet showing it. Sneezing loudly she muttered apologies, taking few steps back, being a bit startled.
Thread: Daddy's Little Sweetheart [private for me and kckolbe]

Name Eric Williams Age 35 Height 186 cm Hair Brown Eyes Hazel At some point, Eric's life had ceased being peaceful and simple and started being lonely. It had crept up in some ways, appearing for a while and then fading away, but each time being a little stronger and lasting a little longer. Most nights he spent alone in his apartment, re-watching old shows. Most of his friends had moved away or just gotten new jobs and fallen out of contact. So he'd just kept working, money saving up due to lack of a social life to demand it. That night he was out walking largely just to get out of the apartment. The decision had been made in haste, and while he had thrown on a jacket, he was quickly becoming aware of how cold it had gotten outside. His hands were half-numb, and he hadn't even noticed when, in an attempt to fish his cell phone out of his pocket, his wallet had flopped out onto the ground. Were it not for a call from behind him, it would have been lost for good. When he first heard the call, he turned suspiciously, suspecting some sort of scam. It was dark, after all, and he hadn't been aware of dropping anything. He cautiously walked forward as she held up a wallet, recognizing it as he got closer. Upon getting closer, he also got a better look at the finder. She was cute, certainly enough to make him feel more than a bit embarrassed at his clumsiness and had him wondering what she was doing out. Thanks, he said. He took the wallet from her and brandished it for emphasis. He felt self-conscious, and looked away nervously, which allowed him to see a blanket in the corner. Things quickly clicked into place. Now he knew why she was out on a cold night. And now, looking at her again, he saw the holes in her clothes and matted hair. He opened his wallet to pull out some cash, but he didn't have any on him. Um...could I buy you something to eat?
Thread: Daddy's Little Sweetheart [private for me and kckolbe]

She glanced up at the man . He looked like a nice guy. Friendly.. and not one of those dangerous ones.. or perverted. Amanda was about to answer it was fine and she didn't need anything but her belly grumbled once again, making her blush. There was a longer moment of hesitation before she nodded her head. I-if you could.. , she muttered, now that she was thinking about eating feeling a bit weak. There were so many things one needed to get used to when on the streets.. and one was making sure you ate whenever you could but without falling into someone's hands. Amanda thought that if she would be an older guy it would be way easier to survive.. less opportunities for something to go wrong. For example she wouldn't wake up on every louder noise, no one would want to rape an older guy. Things like that. Looking at the male up and down she realised just how much bigger he was than her and hoped that she wasn't about to get herself into some kind of troubles. Still.. eating something warm and fresh sounded as great as it possibly could.
Thread: Daddy's Little Sweetheart [private for me and kckolbe]

Okay...yeah. Eric nodded as well, a bit uncomfortably. The offer for food had been an unthought reaction to not having any money on him, and he was feeling a mild twinge of buyer's remorse now that she'd accepted. He looked away, staring off at the town around them. He ruled out fast food since he would worry that she would think he wasn't willing to take her somewhere decent, and she could use a real meal. He wanted to eat inside since it was so cold out, but didn't want to go anywhere too nice since he'd be getting weird looks for someone dressed like her. In fact, he'd be getting looks anyway. She looked young. Um...how old are you?
Thread: Daddy's Little Sweetheart [private for me and kckolbe]

Amanda didn't really notice any kind of reaction coming from the male but at the same time knowing how he could feel about walking inside any place with someone looking like her. Blushing a little she rubbed her arm nervously, thinking of what she could do to make the other comfortable so he wouldn't run away. Maybe he thought she would say no? And being with someone so well dressed rubbed in her face the situation she was now in, making her feel kind of miserable. The question caught her by surprise, not sure what to think. I'm seventeen.. and it's fine to buy me some fast food.. I can wait here..i-if you would feel awkward , she muttered, not looking at the male, feeling really small and alone at that moment.
Thread: Daddy's Little Sweetheart [private for me and kckolbe]

Obviously she was not presentable. While Eric wasn't wealthy, he was compared to her, and he was upper class enough to feel self-conscious about a sub-par appearance. Of course, he also had enough status to feel guilt about that, and didn't want to admit that he felt uncomfortable being seen with a poor person. Fortunately, she'd given him a way out. Well, with you being a minor, you really aren't allowed out unless with a parent. So it's more that I could get in trouble taking a minor out after curfew. He shrugged, having likely said enough, but too nervous to stop talking. So I'd like if we could eat dinner together, maybe talk a bit, but just not without dragging in some random minor girl.
Thread: Daddy's Little Sweetheart [private for me and kckolbe]

Nodding her head in understanding she looked to the side, rubbing her arm nervously. Was the man about to report her to the cops? Or something? It was hard enough to hide somewhere so no one would find her... Seriously, the law in this stupid country was so ridiculous for the minors.. it was unfair.. Looking cautiously at the man she shrugged, blushing a little bit more while looking on the ground. I am a random minor girl though.. so it's fine to buy me something and let me be , she muttered, taking a deep breath and trying to relax, at the same time making sure to pay a close attention to the male and his reaction, him causing her troubles was the lest thing she wanted at the moment.
Thread: Happy Happy Birthday Quix <3

I know. I said I would wait until it was your birthday on my side of the world but that was just to throw you off and make you think that I either wasn't going to do it or I was going to completely ignore that it's your currently your birthday down under and wait until my convenience! I would never do that xP Happy Birthday to an awesome role play partner, friend and all around great person to know Remember, it's only matters how old you feel 3 I hope today is awesome for you. It's your day. Let it be a reminder that it's on January 18th that we got some Quixotic love in our lives
Thread: Happy Happy Birthday Quix <3

Happy birthday you old fart
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Aww, Mali, you're the awesomest of the awesome, and you can always wish me happy birthday again when it's the 18th over there. I won't mind! Much better birthday wishes than the usual text from my brother reminding me that the 18th of January is also the anniversary of two of Australia's other major disasters! --------------------------------------------------- Fruit, although yours are more along the lines of that second, they're still appreciated, I'd expect nothing less from you! Thanks
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Happy birthday.
Thread: Happy Happy Birthday Quix <3

Thanks Sith! And, lol, Xana, I didn't realise you knew me quite so well Mali, cover your eyes, there's a clown!
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Happy birthday!
Thread: Happy Happy Birthday Quix <3

Happy Birthday my Aussie friend!!! Hope you had an awesome day!
Thread: Happy Happy Birthday Quix <3

Thanks, Rauk, and my American mate, Sam! It was a good day, made even better by the awesome people on BMR!
Thread: Happy Happy Birthday Quix <3

Ahhh! I saw the clown!!!
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Thread: Against the Ropes [CrimsonKitten and Sigr]

The dull thuds of the gloves against the punching bag echoed in the mostly empty gym as Beatrice Morelli went for it, over an over again, sprinkles of sweat flying into the air with every jab, every straight. At her recently reached eighteen years of age, the daughter of Italian immigrants was already a rising promise of boxing, itching for her professional debut having went through all the amateur level competitions. She wasn't training for a match that yet had no date though, as what she was pouring on that punching bag wasn't the result of a training menu, but her more intimate frustrations. Not my type. Not my type she repeated, punch after punch. I couldn't bear the sight of you getting hit Beatrice hissed, quick left, right cross, the punching bag suffering her ire. She had managed to gather courage to ask a girl she fancied for once. Her! The inexperienced girl! And what did she get? A couple of awkward dates and a kiss on the cheek. It was embarrassing to think of what she wanted, what she needed that went beyond an intimate touch. She wanted the whole package, the moments that seemed to happen to other people or at the movies. For all her strong figure, her shapely muscles and wide back, all that Beatrice craved at that moment was someone else to share herself with. Fuck it she grunted, stopping her routine, removing and throwing her gloves against a corner. She would focus on the boxing and that was it. The sport had always been her dream after all. Not being a princess on a castle, and of course not a charming prince. Sweat glistened on her muscular form, an engine not made for show of flex her arms, but to put the pain on anyone that dared to face her. A red sports bra kept her bigger than they seemed breasts in place, while training shorts hid a bit of her powerful thighs and posterior. Taking her bottle, she sat down to rest, taking a few short sips of water, cooling down. Perhaps she should skip some rope and tire herself more? No, with out proper focus the last thing she needed was to trip on her own troubles and fall down. Taking a look at her sports bag, she remembered the tickets for the Saturday boxing match. What was she going to do? She wanted to watch the match, but going alone was going to be depressing and the memory of her fleeting girlfriend would ruin it. Beatrice sighed, resting with her arms leaning on her knees as she rested on a bench.
Thread: Against the Ropes [CrimsonKitten and Sigr]

Sarah Johnson bounced lightly on the balls of her feet. Sweat pouring from her every pore as her thin arms cycled above her head -- working the speed bag with the clumsy proficiency of a rookie. Her short black hair hung about in a wild mess, covering the 20 year old's panting face. Sarah stopped throwing punches, gasping for breath. She placed her gloved hands on her narrow hips, sucking in breath. College... really hasn't done me any good. Winter break had just started and the sophomore university student had resolved to come to the gym every day to get in shape. She doubled over, moving her hands to her knees. C'mon Sarah... no cute girl's ... gonna look sideways... if you can't even finish a workout. She'd been single for over a year and a half, having broke up with her last girlfriend shortly after their high school graduation. She had decided to come to the gym to look better for the girls back at school... but that didn't stop her from noticing beautiful women when she crossed their path. Standing up, Sarah spotted Beatrice throwing her gloves into the corner. 'She's pissed... bad breakup?' Sarah bit her lip, casually strolling across the room. 'A girl can hope...' She walked straight past the ring in the room's center to stand by the bench the amazon had come to rest on. Casually, Sarah chirped. Hey champ! Mind giving a newbie some pointers? For a full week Sarah had longed to talk to the muscled brunette. Her toned body and powerful personality made her irresistible in Sarah's eyes. The only thing that had held her back was the knowledge that Beatrice had a high school sweetheart... but, with the possibility of that no longer being so, Sarah couldn't pass up the chance to get to know the gorgeous Italian.
Thread: Against the Ropes [CrimsonKitten and Sigr]

The cheerful and unconcerned tone of the voice that sounded close to Beatrice didn't make any wonders for her mood. She wasn't the kind that mingled much on the gym, her status and focus making her seem unapproachable, not to mention that the few times men had approached her received little more than curt answers and her scorn. She didn't dare to approach girls either, mainly because of her inexperience, but mostly due to the usual gym bunnies not being her type. The idea of her having a type when she barely dated was laughable, or would be if she was in a better mood. Either way, Beatrice looked up from her hands with a look born of her state of mind, showing a face that said that she would bite your head off, but soon relaxed at the sight of the woman standing next to her. Her soft and somewhat curvy body clearly indicated that she was no superficial gym bunny obsessed over her looks, and no boxing professional either, so she probably was some kind of woman that just wanted to do some exercise, perhaps burn some weight over the holidays given the food excesses of the oncoming days. She looked nice after a brief peek, nothing wrong with her, but if she wanted to be more fit it was her choice. Beatrice's eyes opened more from the menacing slits they were when she reached her face. Her short black hair was a sweaty mess, but it was cute in a casual disheveled kind of way. With a heavy sigh, Beatrice got out of her momentary slump and up from the bench, towering over the smaller girl now that they were next to each other. I guess... I'm not in a training mood today anyways... Beatrice excused herself. What are you aiming for? Just making sure you are healthy, some kind of college competition... she guessed her age, the woman in front looking slightly older than her even if not by much. Oh, I'm Beatrice by the way, although you probably already knew that she said offering a hand to shake, guessing by how she had called her 'champ'. She didn't want to show it, but it was clear that there was some pride in being recognized, even if she had still lots and lots to prove, so she looked somewhat happier than before. What would someone with 'game' do in that situation? Use the lessons as an excuse to lessen the space between them? To casually touch her? That sounded stupid and terribly embarrassing to her. Maybe some loaded question? Ugh, just the thought of asking that woman 'Are you getting fit for your boyfriend?' made her slightly sick, as it was something that a dude tried with her while fishing for information. Beatrice had to face it, not only she was terrible at flirting, but also she was making a mountain out of nothing. For all she knew that woman just wanted some exercise pointers, nothing more.
Thread: Against the Ropes [CrimsonKitten and Sigr]

She answered. She actually answered! And not with a snide comment or dismissive wave. Nervous excitement boiled in Sarah's stomach. She chewed lightly on the inner wall of her right cheek. Fingers fidgeting at her exposed midriff. She quickly folded her hands behind her back, desperately trying to hide her nervousness. 'C'mon, don't spaz...' she chastised herself, her ands growing cold and clammy as she clutched them behind her back. Sweat beaded on her forehead, but mixed with the sweat from her workout, Sarah hoped Beatrice wouldn't notice. Her well practiced social awkwardness and crushing anxiety wrapped their long talons around her consciousness, tying her tongue and clouding her mind. Sarah opened her mouth to speak as Beatrice stood, words coming out silent. 'Stop it!' The Italian girl offered her strong hand for Sarah to embrace bit the college student faltered, fumbling over her own thoughts as she took Beatrice's hand in a misaligned grip. Shaking her hand, the college student exhaled slightly before saying casually, Sarah, Her free hand played with the edge of her shorts, And yeah... but I don't know everything about you. There was an unintentially long pause, I'd like to know a bit about boxing... trying to get in shape so I'm not single my whole life. Genuine laughter rang from her vocal chords, her wispy soprano singing clear in the quiet of their corner. She'd managed to keep her quirkiness under control... for the most part. Yet still, a slight blush tinted her pale complexion. Her round face tilting towards her feet as she lowered her gaze to Beatrice's pronounced collarbone. Despite being older than Beatrice, Sarah wasn't much more experienced with flirting and dating than the high schooler. When trying to hide her nervous energy, Sarah found it helped to move around. So she turned her body, throwing two unrefined jabs into empty air. I just need some help on form... Sarah winced slightly at hearing her own words. She pulled her left hand back from it's outstretched position, returning it to its position in her sloppy guard stance. 'Just need some help on form? What kinda cheap line is that?' Sarah silently berated herself in the confines of her own mind, cringing at the crudeness of her straight forward pickup attempt. Hell, it wasn't even a good line!' Sarah's eyes flicking to watch Beatrice out of the corner of her eye. Her messy pixie cut framed her heart shaped face, and the warm smile tugging at the corners of her rosey lips.