Thread: The Monster In Me (Orgasmo vs. Rapedoll)

With beer in hand, Ryan scanned the pub from his spot at the bar and saw that it was filled with the usual bevy of locals - some more attractive than others - many socializing over drinks and food while others seemed more intent on watching the game being shown on the television above the bar. As he took a sip of his beer, Ryans gaze wandered aimlessly in search of nothing really in particular. After some time though, his attention was drawn to the front door of the tavern where a young female had just walked in from the rain. She must have gotten caught in the downpour without an umbrella because she was drenched from head to foot. She seemed quite young as well. Ryan himself was twenty-three. Though he didnt recognize her as being a regular patron of the tavern, Ryan wondered if he had seen the young woman elsewhere around town or if she was an outsider just passing through. In any case, she was a picture of beauty, indeed. Ryan followed her with his eyes as she walked smoothly through the bar. Silky, dampened blonde tresses hung jauntily, framing a gorgeous countenance of a face. Her striking Caribbean-blue eyes bewitched and sparkled with a brilliant coruscation which spoke of both mystery and allure, competing with her perfect nose and succulent, sweet lips for attention. Her rain-soaked attire did well to showcase her sexy figure - the sight of which, no doubt, was the subject of envy for many of the other female beauties present in the pub tonight. Whether she was aware of it or not, her lacy pink bra shown through her wet t-shirt and just added to her sexy allure. The only question for Ryan was, had the cold wet weather caused her nipples to harden like that or was she just turned on by the fact everyone was looking at her. Or perhaps she was just smuggling peanuts in that sexy bra of hers, who knows. Whatever the case, the six-two male, who made a living as a machinist fabricating precision metal parts didnt even try to hide the fact he was checking her out. After all, Ryan was an air-breathing, red-blooded, meat-eating male and was never ashamed of appreciating beauty in all its forms, especially when it came in the form of a gorgeous female like the one walking past him now - his affliction with lycanthropy notwithstanding. It didnt go unnoticed by Ryan either, that he wasnt the only one taking an interest in the enticing blonde. Whether it was all the horny men gawking at her sexy body or all the jealous females casting resentful looks directed at her beautiful face and sultry wet hair, it seemed just about everyone in the blondes general vicinity had been checking her out with some varying degree of lust and envy. As she walked past, Ryans gaze continued lazily along her figure, taking in the majestic view from the backside. Just as a ships compass magnet is compelled to point toward magnetic North, so too were Ryans eyes drawn from her gorgeous mane of hair down along the taper of her back to her slender waist and even further down to tarry upon her gorgeous rump. Her butt was so cute, so round, so scrumptiously juicy Ryan just just wanted to bite her ass it was so damned hot. He was especially liking the way her tight jeans accentuated the inveigling sway of her hips as she continued walking to a table near the back of the pub. Ryan definitely felt something stirring inside of him, no doubt the effects of the enchanting blondes captivating good looks. She sat down and soon after, a hyena smile curled Ryans lips at the realization that the fetching young blonde was likely alone. He had already decided that he wanted to meet her. He only hoped he would be able to keep the werewolf inside of him at bay long enough for him to get to know her. Ryan took another swig of beer, grabbed a menu from the bar and with his usual devil-may-care swagger, confidently made his way over to where she was seated. Upon his arrival, Ryan gave the beautiful young blonde a friendly smile, then without asking for her permission, took a seat at her table directly across from her. So I was sitting over at the bar looking at all the people here tonight and thinking to myself, Look at all these poor, desperate, lonely women and then I saw you sitting here all by yourself and thought, Hey, heres a poor, desperate, lonely woman who is actually kind of CUTE , So I thought Id come over and find out for myself if you were as interesting and fun as you look, Ryan said in greeting as he placed the menu on the table and gently slid it toward her. Nice t-shirt, by the way. Wet is a definitely a good look for you, he teased playfully. You DO know what they say about girls who wear pink underwear though, right? he added, implying in a not so subtle way that he, along with everyone else in the pub, could see through her wet t-shirt.