Thread: Birds of a Feather (Candy-	Crusade)

'I'll see you tomorrow - For now, I bid thee adieui' Elizabeth had been staring at the midnight blue text on the bright white screen now for such a long time that her eyes burned. Gods how long had she been staring at that solid promise? Minutes, hours maybe? 'I can't believe I'm actually doing this!'She gasped, her full lips turning up into an excited smile, her hands weaving through her messy brunette mop. She knew what the people closest to her would say, something around the lines of it was too dangerous to mess around with someone she hadn't know at all. Psh! She knew TomKat well enough to know what he looked like, what he did for a living and now, where he lived. Wasn't that enough? To some, no, it wasn't, and it never would be enough. The smile faded into a nervous habit that Beth had developed when she hit highschool gnawing at that bottom lip without a second thought. Beth's mother would often scold the young woman for it, telling her if she didn't stop she would pinch that lip she never did. With a soft sigh after releasing that full lip of hers, Beth stood and stretched. Apparently she had been sitting down in her little office chair longer than she had anticipated, her body ached everywhere. With a long, slow stretch, Beth tilted her head up and raised herself to her full height on her tips toes. Long slender arms raised above her head, her long fingers reaching for the darkened ceiling. She felt her bones pop in painful if not pleasurable release, it had even eased a sigh from her lips. Slowly, she shank back down onto her feet and looked towards her clock only midnight, good! Beth new that she never would be able to get all of her 'preening' done in a few short hours, might as well use what time she had now. With little reserve, if any at all, the brunette pulled the white t-shirt up over her flat belly, over her DDD36 breasts and over her head. Dropping it to the floor, the woman walked towards the darkened bathroom door, where she stripped herself down to nothing and eased on the shower. As she waited for the water to get warm, she looked at herself in a full length mirror. As she stood there in the buff, inspecting herself, she almost wished she had gone to the gym more often as her friend Cassy suggested. To late now I suppose, she huffed, flicking a hair over her shoulder. For hours the girl tweezed, clipped, moisturized, and pampered herself she had to look flawless or as close to flawless as she could. It wasn't easy to be beautiful! When Beth had finally laid down in her bed, she was wide awake, achy, but awake. At first she had tried to count backwards from one hundred, she got to about ninety-five each time before her mind wandered back to how this entire encounter would go with TomKat. Would he do what he had done to her in their roleplay? Or maybe he would submit her to his more depraved ideas. It was those thoughts that had instantly made her slick and squirm beneath her sheets. This is getting ridiculous! It had only been a few hours and she already needed him again. Taking a deep, slow breath, Beth let her eyes slip shut, hoping to try and ease the tempest of hormones rushing through her blood stream. However, it didn't get any better the moment she closed her eyes. The next several hours were not used for sleep. She had tried to game a little, tried a movie, even tried masturbating. Nothing would help her sleep. It wasn't until the wee hours of the morning that she had found that she was in the restless sort of sleep. It wasn't until about two in the afternoon that Beth finally roused herself from sleep, thanks all to the small little blue phone on her desk buzzing. With a soft groan, Beth peeked up from one of the pillows, hiding her face in her pillows a little more before she finally kicked the covers off herself, dragging herself over to the phone. The text message was the important thing and hadn't been the thing to make the young woman's eyes grow wide, rather the time had been. SHIT! She yelped, throwing her phone onto the bed and rushing to her closet. The clock had read 230. Elizabeth had intended to get up around one and start trying to figure out exactly what she had wanted to wear to meet TomKat. When Beth had collected everything that may have been sexy or at least appropriate to wear, it had turned into a mountain of clothes on her bed. Minutes passed by as she tried on this or that. Most, she had thought, looked unflattering. Beneath her clothes, she had decided on a pair of black panties and matching bra. She dressed quickly in a black mini skirt and a white button down, a white tank beneath to cover the black. Beneath the skirt, she had decided to wear her garter belt for the first time and a pair of black thigh highs, already she felt dirty, she loved it! It wasn't until Beth was sitting in the Taxi, watching rows upon rows of office building pass her by that her stomach finally turned into vicious knots. She had already told the driver where to go, had even written it down on a green sticky note. Hot date? The Cabby asked from the front, making Beth jump, Ah! Um..y-yes. First date. She murmured, smudging the truth if but a little, Hm. Well, hope it goes well. His comments were helping, if had really known what she was going to go do, then maybe he wouldn't have been so casual. When the cab eased to a halt in front of a rather large home, Beth looked out the window and blinked, A-are you sure this is the right place? The Cabby sighed and nodded, Yep, completely certain. It'll be ten twenty five. Beth looked at the man then down to her little checkered clutch, R-right, she stammered and pulled out a twenty. It wasn't until she was out of the car and looked up at the house that she wished that the cab would come back. Walking up the stairs in her black pumps, her knees visibly shaking, Beth tried to calm her nervous. 'Damn girl you act like this is your first rodeo. Just go in their and see what he's like. I'm sure he's a suave, sexy and...probably damn good in bed.' Her cheeks turned crimson the moment that thought had slipped itself into her head, why was she already getting so excited? Having reached the door, Beth took another long, slow breath and reached out with a slender finger. 'Here we go', she thought when she pressed the pad of index finger against the doorbell, 'No turning back now.'