Thread: Pretty Lady On A Cruise (whtbitch4u2own & Spyke Lion)

RE Pretty Lady On A Cruise Looking for partners From what he could tell, Deepika was quite an outwardly friendly person. She didn't seem to harbor any distrust of strangers from what he could see, and that would only make things easier. She wouldn't try to forcefully push somebody away, and was probably too polite to just tell somebody off unless they really pushed her to such a point. Still, Wes wouldn't let it go that far, at least from what he had planned. And now that he had a bit of a taste of her personality along with her copied interests in his pamphlet, he'd be able to plan his next move. There was still much more to learn about her, but he had enough information for now. It was a pleasure meeting you as well. Take care, Deepika. He smiled, watching her turn away. He caught a whiff of her scent one last time before she walked away, and he watched her body move. What he wouldn't give to take her right now, but there needed to be restraint involved. Besides, the journey may prove more fun than the destination. He waited until she was a good distance away before he started following her, sneaking through the top deck. If there was something he was good at, it was lurking in the shadows, and making his presence disappear. Wes didn't think of himself as a shifty guy, but he had quite a few professions in the past that would seem quite shady. He had acquired certain skills during those times, and once again he was going to benefit from them. It wouldn't be too hard since Deepika was by herself and unaware of the obsessive feelings and thoughts that were racing around in Wes's head. So far, she hadn't gone back to her room like she said. She was busy exploring, looking out to the sea and glancing around to see what was all there. Tailing her was easy, and he would also go unnoticed as he followed her down one deck. Curious to see what she may be interested in, he opened the pamphlet and checked through a few activities that she would find interesting on the deck. Before he could find out, he watched her disappear into the spa, and a smile was brought to his lips. He managed to sneak in a glance past the door, spying on whatever she was doing. So far, she seemed to pay close attention to a sign that was advertising the Couple's Massage. Once again, a few ideas shifted around in Wes's head, making his smile grow even bigger. He heard the sounds of oncoming footsteps coming around the corner, and Wes quickly and easily moved away, making sure he didn't look suspicious. He watched as a tall, foreign looking man made his way to the doorway, opening it. Inside, there was a light sound of a bell as the door opened, a tall man standing in the doorway. He was dressed in a almost completely white uniform, his tan skin sticking out from the light color. His hair was black and combed neatly back, his eyes a dark brown. He was older, with a few wrinkles out of the corner of his eyes, but not as old as somebody like Wes. A name-tag on his white collared shirt read 'Francisco', and his eyes immediately flickered over to her and he smiled. Ah, seorita forgive me. He chuckled, humbly rubbing the back of his neck. I was just coming back from my lunch, so I apologize for not being here when you arrived. His accent was clearly of spanish descent. Is there anything I can help you with? He noticed right away how beautiful and exotic she was, not looking quite like any customer he had seen on the ship. Still, he simply smiled and treated her as fitting as he could.