Thread: The Perplex Parcel Pursuit Project (darkangel76 p Lotherio)

Charlotte let out a tiny gasp as the gentleman behind her suddenly took hold of the door and held it for her. Of course, her gasp was all for show. It was typical for women to give men such overly exaggerated responses. It tended to make them feel more honorable about their actions, that perhaps they are more mannerly than most. And, it never hurt to see if you could catch anyones eye. Being of eligible age, it was a good first test. Thank you, kind sir, Charlotte answered. Luckily for her, she blushed easily. The redness made its way from her cheeks down along her neck to suddenly halt at the swell of her breasts peeking from the tightly bound corset she wore. Or did it? No matter, the man would be left guessing. So many have become forgetful of themselves over the past generation. Its warming to see that there are those who know how to treat a lady. Charlotte gave the man a smile as she ventured further into the tea shoppe. Such wonders there were to behold! Gadgets and gizmos, shiny kettles and cups. And the teas! Her eyes went wide with wonder and awe as she stared at the curiosities buzzing and beeping in front of her eyes. Smiling, she took a deep breath, drinking in the heavenly aromas of the fragrant teas that were on display. So many, she hadnt known there were so many kinds! All her life, it had been English Breakfast in the morning, Green in the afternoon and then, before bedtime, a steaming hot cup of Chamomile. So very routine. So very ordinary. Taking in everything inside the shoppe, Charlotte held tightly to her purse. She was itching to purchase something. But what? As she wandered throughout the aisles, taking care to peer at every shelf and display, she finally decided on her item. It was one of the more exotic teas. Passion fruit? Charlotte whispered softly to herself, letting the words roll off her tongue. She quirked a brow at the name and new it was perfect. Her parents would hate it and she would drink it every day until none was left to consume. Her blue eyes sparkling, she picked up the box of passion fruit tea. As she walked over to the shoppes caretaker, she gently fondled the pendant dangling just above her breasts. The shiny metal felt cool against her fingertips and the texture was more than pleasing. When she finally reached the counter, she placed the tea box down and carefully opened her purse. She noticed the gentleman still wandering about the shoppe, his eyes glancing over at her every so often. It made her smile inwardly that shed seemed to have captured his attentions. It wasnt often shed gotten away from James and his ever persistent watch. It was nice to be noticed. Admired. Assuming thats what this man was doing anyway. Regardless, Charlotte knew shed never see this man again. So, why not pretend he was a secret admirer. A man pining from afar at the woman he could never have. Ah, such dreams, such fancy. A little indulgence in fairytales never hurt. Did it? Looking over at the man, Charlotte smiled, flicking a dark curl over her shoulder. Kind sir, have you ever tried passion fruit? Does it taste as exquisite as its name would have me believe? She looked at him with a slightly quizzical expression, though it was clearly laced with a playfulness that showed she was more than curious as to how he would answer her. Or, she suddenly added, her fingers playing with the pendant once more. Is it just a name meant to tease and entice? Please, kind sir, I wish to learn something new today.