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Thread: Loving Daddy (myself and conner  shepard)

She was glad to be held by her father even though he should have been focused on the drive to his house. It's alright. I was in need of a new bed anyway. She laughed half-heartedly trying to lighten the mood. She looked at him in slight confusion. No I don't remember rubbing your dick Daddy. She blushed. Her father was quite attractive even at his age and she wouldn't deny she'd been dreaming about him sometimes anyway. But if you'd like, I'll do that when we get home. She was a fond daddy's girl
Thread: Loving Daddy (myself and conner  shepard)

He smiled at her and took her hand. He placed it on his crotch. Baby girl i was thinking were both adult who love each other very mush He smiled lightly as he drove.WHy don't we start having a romantic relationship He pulled on to the road that lead to the house
Thread: Loving Daddy (myself and conner  shepard)

Really Daddy? She looked up at him with a smile. I'd like that but we can't tell anyone. They won't understand. She began rubbing gently at his crotch.
Thread: Loving Daddy (myself and conner  shepard)

He smiled lightly and moan lightly. Yes baby girl and i understand. He kissed the top of her head.Looks like your new bed is my bed He smiled and pulled into the garage. He shut off the truck and looked at her
Thread: Loving Daddy (myself and conner  shepard)

She grinned as he pulled into the garage. It definitely seems that way. Let's go get comfy. We've been out in the rain and such. She grabbed her bag and stepped out of the truck.
Thread: Loving Daddy (myself and conner  shepard)

He got out of the truck and took her bags from her. He kissed her passionately and then walked into the house with her bags. He carried them upstairs to his room and set on the floor at the edge of the bed.
Thread: Loving Daddy (myself and conner  shepard)

She smiled and followed him, stopping to hang up her jacket and remove her heels. It wasn't long before she'd reached his room. Without her jacket, he would be able to see she was wearing a tight black top and a short black skirt.
Thread: Loving Daddy (myself and conner  shepard)

When he saw her he whistled and walked over to her. Baby girl you look so sexy He kissed her passionately and wrapped his arms around her waist as he slid his tongue into her mouth. His massive cock was pressing against his jeans just aching to be released
Thread: Loving Daddy (myself and conner  shepard)

She kissed him back just as passionately. She rubbed at his cock through his jeans.She was growing wet as they kissed. Mmm Daddy....I need you. She purred
Thread: Loving Daddy (myself and conner  shepard)

I need you too baby girl He bit her neck lightly and pushed her skirt down to the floor. He then walked her over to the bed and pushed her back on to it. He smiled at her and started taking his clothes off
Thread: Loving Daddy (myself and conner  shepard)

She pulled her top off, revealing she didn't have a bra on as her tits bounced free. Once her skirt was gone, she just had a black thong on. She pushed the thong off herself, revealing her shaved pussy glistening with wetness. She rubbed it with a moan. Daddy...I'm so wet for you.
Thread: Helping out the Noob (Vash x Morrighan)

Adam went through school anticipating the end of the day. His eyes were glued to the clock as he counted down the day minute by minute until that last shook bell rang. When that happened he flew out to the student parking lot to his car and drove home as fast as he could. He was excited, Today is the day! He repeated to himself as the car roared across the road. When he reached his house he quickly parked and ran inside. He said hello to his mother quickly and ran upstairs to his room. He slammed the door behind him and sat down at his desk pulling out the large consol and head set. This was why he was so excited, this consol and head gear was his access to his favorite game, MechWars. It used cutting edge virtual reality technology. The head set contained sensors that sent signals and images to your brain that made you feel like you were actually in the game. You could feel the weight of each mech part, the heat of battle, and the pleasures of a female companion. He had been playing his game since freshman year so he was pretty hooked. He had built up a mech that had served him well. Not wanting to wait any longer he put on the headset and let his body go limp in his chair as his mind delved into the game. Next thing he knew he was in the game at his usual start up point, his hangar. He walked over to the closet in his hangar and it brought up the inventory screen for his Avatar, Sage . He made sure everything was in order before he left for the guild arena. He walked along the game area and saw the variety of users online right now, they were different kinds of people. Aliens, furries, and humans alike were on this game, imagination was the only limit. When he arrived at the arena he saw that there was a huddle of people and there seemed to be some shouting. When he got closer he saw what was causing it, guild rivalries. He saw the blue of his guild getting physical with the red of their rivals. He asked what had happened and it turns out that one of their rivals members was mouthing off and it caused a few of his friends to get mad and now he was caught up. The two crowds parted and the one who was boasting stepped forward. The avatar of the character had greased long red hair, he was skinny and tall wearing two shoulder pads with spikes, and nothing else on his torso. He had his chest puffed out and was shouting, Ha I bet none of you could beat me! Even with one arm tied behind my back. Adam wasn't about to take that coming from that obnoxious asshole. He stepped forward and took the challenge. They both stepped into the arena, Sage coming first in his Quanta , the gold shining in the sunlight. His opponent stepped into the ring with a boxer mech The horn in the ring sounded and the fight began.
Thread: Helping out the Noob (Vash x Morrighan)

When the bell sounded Sage waited, the mech did not even flinch. His breathing was at a steady pace and his grip on the controls was light. He watched as his opponent danced around the arena like Muhammad Ali, he even shouted, I am the greatest!! Sage stood still not wanting to give in to his taunting. Finally his opponent had it with playing games and charged at the Quanta, fists blazing at him like a machine gun. He reacted by pushing his feet down on the vertical thrusters and engaged the internal drive and leapt into the air. He floated above him as he passed under him. He dashed to the opposite side if the arena and drew his long green sword the green blade shining as the special effect to the sword activated. He disengaged the verticals thrusters and landed to the ground with a resounding thud. His opponent wheeled around and began to comically wind up a pinch by moving the mechs right arm in a windmill like motion. Seeing this as a challenge Sage activated the GN Drive, the shield on his left shoulder shifting to the back and attaching to the back of the mech. He pressed onto the forward thrust pad in the cockpit and the Quanta launched forward and took off at a fast speed small particles of green being left behind him. As he drew near his opponent winded up faster and pulled the fist back as he drew closer and closer to him. Sage readied his attack. When he was within range his opponent threw the punch. Sage quickly shot to the side but the blow still got him in the side so it sent him spinning. Sage used this momentum to spin around back of his opponent. The Quanta received heavy damage but it was intact enough to keep going. He used one sword to pierce through the chest of the mech and the other to slice the head off, it was over. These were the rules of the arena, once the head was gone, the match was over. Normally fights didn't last this short, but it was the idiots fault for not keeping on his guard. After he took down his opponent they both went through the after battle game screens, the XP screens and record screens, etc. With that battle done the mechs went back to their hangers for repairs. When they both returned outside the arena, the man who was boasting earlier left in a huff a trail of his friends followed behind him trying to comfort him by saying it was luck. He only smiled as he left, Serves you right. He went to go see his parts dealer for the one part he was missing for a new mech he had been working on for the past year. Making his way through the crowd he bumped into someone he hasn't seen around the arena or the game, a tall black haired girl in the standard skimpy outfit they gave the female players. His display showed him her name and level, 1. So a noob was taking a look around. He smiled at her and apologized, Sorry about that, I didn't see you there.
Thread: Helping out the Noob (Vash x Morrighan)

The newb mother continued to watch the match with the rest of the crowd, her eyes focused on the players, finding herself easily annoyed with the red player who displayed such an arrogance that Cathleen couldn't help but want the blue player to shut him up. For a little bit they exchanged spars and then it seemed the blue player took the advantage and disposed of his opponent with an ease that even she could appreciate. Well, she'd not come here to fight, and never would be able to enter in a battle of her own, but it didn't mean she couldn't try to understand some more. In fact, it was probably best that she make an attempt to understand, especially if it meant she might have something to use when it came to connecting with her son. As the match ended, the crowd seemed to thin out, different colors following their respective groups. Iris moved through the throng, trying to decide where to go and keeping an eye out for the blue player. He seemed to know what he was doing, if she followed him a bit she might have a better comprehension of the game. The experience was a bit overwhelming and Iris was beginning to think she was in over her head. What the hell had she been thinking, she'd never been one to play video games growing up, she was way out of the technology loop, this was foreign territory! All of a sudden Iris felt someone bump into her and she stumbled a bit, trying to catch her balance to prevent falling. Once that done she turned to see who was apologizing and laid eyes on the player from the match. It seemed faith had not quite abandoned her and she laughed nervously, finding the situation a little funny. The other player might just assume she was brushing the little bump off, which was fine by her. Glancing at the player, she noticed his stats and a look of shock crossed her face, she knew enough about the game to recognize someone who knew what they were doing and were obviously good at it. Oh, no need to apologize, it was just an accident. You're the one in the match back there, aren't you? You played very well, will your, um, she desperately tried to find the word, and then finally remembered it from the instruction manual, Quanta be alright? Iris breathed an inward sigh of relief, realizing that this would not be as easy as she would have hoped. Talking
Thread: FRANTIC SEARCH (MEOMEO & OGION)

The nozzle of the gun was so close to her face that almost tickled Elises nose. The puny Asian man who held it, was dressed in an elegant black suit. He lowered his sunglasses slightly, along his nose and smirked. You shouldnt have come here, bitch. Another man, a giant gorilla-faced monster behind Elise, raised a submachine gun and pointed it at her nape. Elise moved like a lightning strike, grabbed the gun before her, deflecting it to the side, while kicking the Asians knee. He cried out in pain and dropped to one knee. Elise used his bent knee as a step and pulled herself up with her right leg, shattering the nose of the mobster with her left knee. He flew backward, crashing headfirst into a wall. The thug who was behind her opened fire, but Elise spun on the floor, until she could barricade herself behind a sofa, from which she fired three times the gun she had taken from the first goon, hitting the remaining one on his stomach, his chest and his forehead. The thug collapsed like a ragdoll. Cut! Its a wrap. The director and the crew started clapping. It was the last scene of the film and Elise had needed only one take. That kind of ability to move quickly, skillfully and with surgical precision, was what had allowed her to become the highest-paid Hollywood Stuntwoman and get to be the body double and personal stuntwoman of Sophia Crawford, one of the greatest movie stars of recent times. An assistant approached her with a bottle of water and another handed her her cell phone that rang with one of her favorite songs. Elise, it has been ringing for quite a while. Elise took the call. Elise, I'm Jennifer said a nervous voice on the other side of the line. I didnt want to bother you, but I'm worried about Kate Jennifer took a long pause before continuing. Something happened to her. I havent heard about her since Sunday. Three days ago. Kate was Elise's little sister. She has been getting into trouble since the divorce of their parents. Going out with the wrong crowd and being arrested for shoplifting. Shes a very independent and rebellious girl. Elise brought her to Miami on her vacations, to keep an eye on her, while filming the movie. She was staying over with Jennifer, a friend she had made on the Internet. Elise had asked her to watch over Kate and to call her if she got into trouble. Elise had called Kate in recent days and had left her messages, but Kate hadnt called back. Elise thought she was pissed off at her because she was acting as her Nanny, as she used to say.
Thread: FRANTIC SEARCH (MEOMEO & OGION)

Elise twisted the cap of the vitamin water and instantly guzzled down half the bottle. Replacing the cap for now, she trapped the phone between her ear and sweaty shoulders, and at first, didn't quite catch the words on the other side of the phone, with the adrenaline still buzzing inside her head. Elise once described every time she nails a scene as a girl boner... and she would say it again. The feeling of being the center of attention amongst a bunch of professionals, the lights and cameras zeroed in, the quest for a perfect take... and finally the perfect take itself. Those who worked with her the first time, especially the guys, wonder whether she only got her gigs due to being a virtual doppelgnger of a certain A-lister. They never say it out loud, but Elise could see the doubts in their eyes. She's just an imperfect copy who'd put her body on the line for some dough. Babes who look like Elise can't move their bodies so fast, so daringly, with such precision. Aren't they worried about getting scratches on their perfect skin, or something? Those doubts would become awe and admiration at the wrap. Elise can guarantee that. Loved it Elise. shouted a member of the crew passing by. Still trying to discern what was being said over the phone, she simply gave a short nod and smiled. Her coppery fringe fell over her eyes with the tilt of her head, obscuring her dark brown irises. She raised her arm holding the bottle - tanned, perfectly toned and muscular but way short of bodybuilder-size - and drank another mouthful. Damn its a hot day. She needs to get out of this wifebeater and these skintight jeans - or are they in fact leggings? - asap. Come again? she said as she entered the dressing room, shared with a number of other 'alphabetically-listed' cast. She slapped the bottle down on the counter and took the phone in her hand. Her neck was starting to strain. No, can't be right... I saw her only last... the night before. Elise counted in her head. There was a night shoot last evening. The one before she barbecued with some of the crew... and she saw Kate after she got home, right? 'Coz two nights ago she went to town with her girls and Kate had said she'd hang but no showed. Wait a minute, did I see her after I got back from the barbecue? Have you checked everything? I dunno... had she tweeted or something. You know her. If not... wow this is crazy. I have no idea how to deal with something like this. Do we have to call the police?
Thread: FRANTIC SEARCH (MEOMEO & OGION)

Jennifers voice sounded hesitant, on the other side of the line. I I dont know, I dont know what to do neither. On Saturday we went to this nightclub on Lincoln Avenue and everything was normal, you know. We got separated and it must have been around two AM, I cached a glimpse of her, among the crowd, she was ehm making out with this guy, a tough looking dude, I couldnt see him well. After that, I didnt see her again, I called her and sent messages and nothing. I wasnt worried at the beginning, cause you know how she is. Its not the first time she disappears with some guy and she doesnt like to be disturbed when shes having fun, but three days is too much time. Besides there is something hummm strange, I dont know she didnt twit anything since I last saw her, but I checked her Facebook, just in case, and I found this picture. I dont know when or where it was taken and it has no description, but just give me a minute, Ill send it to you. After a while, Elise received a picture in her cellphone. It was group of young men in their twenties, about ten of them, against a wall covered with graffitis, some using baseball caps or bandanas in their heads, some with their arms crossed on their chests, and some making some kind of sign with their fingers toward the camera. All of them making smug faces, trying to look as tough as possible. Some were naked from the waist up and most of them had diverse tattoos covering their skin. They wore loose pants or shorts and they all looked very fit, tight muscles on their arms and well defined abs, the kind of guys who didnt skip gym day. They looked dangerous. There was white guys, Latin types, black guys and even an Asian guy. The guy in the middle indicated Jennifer when they spoke again over the phone. Im not completely sure, but I think hes the guy I saw with Kate. She wanted us to go to that nightclub, so I dont know theres something strange going on here. In the middle of the formation of gangsters, there was a tall guy with short blonde hair, square jaw and a menacing look. Powerful arms, covered with tattoos, crossed against his massive naked chest and abs that seemed carved in stone. Elise noted something A tattoo near his right clavicle. It was a number 20 with the head of a wolf, showing its teeth menacingly, inside the cero. She saw that all the gangsters had the same tattoo, some in their chests and some in their arms.
Thread: FRANTIC SEARCH (MEOMEO & OGION)

Elise's dark brown eyes fixated on her iPhone as the pixelated image slowly came into focus. A most unusual photo indeed. She frowned and leaned her behind against the counter, running her free hand through her mane, as she is known to do when she gets frustrated. I... their tattoos. I've seen them before, or maybe heard someone talk about them. But, gosh, I couldn't place 'em now... Elise thought she could use some fresh air. She pushed off from the counter and lifted her black leather jacket from the coat rack. She had planned on changing out of her wifebeater and jeggings but... well... first things first. She had a bad feeling about this business Kate had gotten herself into, and it needs immediate attention. She slipped her sinewy, 5'4 115 lbs frame - a tiny but bit-size dynamite -through the front door of the temporary dressing room. Outside, the overcast sky was cast in a hue of orange as the sun started to set in the far off horizon. The clouds threatened rain. Elise slung her jacket over her shoulder and speed-walked to her car, moving like a graceful gazelle with her long, purposeful strides. Yeah, definitely something strange. Jennifer, you better call the police. File a missing person. We could explain it if Kate turns up alright. Gosh, she hopes Kate turns up alright. Keep in touch. She killed the line. She beeped her F-150 truck and climbed in, depositing her jacket in the passenger seat. Closing the door and flipping the car keys in her palm, Elise wracked her brain for that elusive memory. She turned on her iPhone screen and stared at the picture again. I've definitely seen it somewhere. The thought that Kate might be in the wrong hands right this moment ate at her... she really needs to figure this out fast. Was it a biker's club she heard about? A gang? Damn it...
Thread: FRANTIC SEARCH (MEOMEO & OGION)

-Ok, I'll talk to the police, -agreed Jennfer-, I'll get back to you if I find out anything. While she was driving, Elise wracked her brains, trying to remember the relationship between tattoos and a vague memory that she could not grasp. Suddenly it came to her. She had seen a tv show in which they said that street gangs identified themselves with tattoos. The police used tattoo records in order to connect each gang member with his group.
Thread: Taken as a spoil of war (Retsu & Adventuregirl)

Do you know how boring it is to have to guard one of the many Aismao diamond mines? Boring as hell, and being just a simple mercenary doesn't really help matters either. Darren and his army had been called and paid by the Aismao kingdom to guard of their more prominent diamonds, and that is what he often complained about to his second in command, Micah. Nothing ever happened at this job because no one was really dumb enough to try and actually take over an Aismao diamond. Just planning to do so would be like signing your own suicide note. It was a nearly impenetrable fortress, and would require more than just one army to even push past the thick wooden doors. Today was like every other wretched day. Another boring day just lounging around in the training room, and showing the new recruits and his men that he could still beat all of them one on one. Darren was a fearsome warrior, even those who don't know his name know him by his face, and most won't even dare to fight him. He is an expert at hand to hand combat, but his quite handy with a sword if need be. He had just landed a finishing blow on one of the new recruits who thought he was all tough when the alarm suddenly started ringing throughout the outpost. Micah came bursting into the room, and rushed over to Darren Sir, the army from Girard kingdom was just spotted heading towards us! Darren just smiled at this news, and barked at one of his warriors to bring him his armor Tell the archers to line up at the top of the hill and pick off as many as they can. Once they get within our perimeter, all but one infantry to attack them head on. The other will hang back just incase they do manage to break through our lines, the solider that he had told to go get his armor returned with Darren's helmet, and he plucked it from his hands before putting it on I have been waiting a long time for this. Darren's archers had manged to thin out the Girard's numbers quite a bit, and his infantry all joined together for a massive battle cry as they rushed towards them. Darren was amongst those who rushed in alongside his troops as he wasn't about to miss having a chance to battle. His sword landed the first casualty of this battle, and he spent the next ten minutes cutting down and dodging every enemy that came near him. He was laughing like a madman as he did so, and it was obvious that he was enjoying the bloodbath that he was causing.