Thread: A star is born. (angelicxdream x Wolfman)

You smell... different. Is that a new cologne? Upon arrival to his hotel suite, she scrunched up her nose. Did he ... smell different? In fact, his whole room... smelled... different. Of course, she hadn't thought of what he had actually done, she merely asked, Has housekeeping attended to your room yet? I will ask housekeeping to be more diligent when we get to reception. We need to get you some gear. And some rope.... for climbing! he hastily added. Of course - we have licensed professionals on the premises, for beginners, just testing the waters, like me, and those even confident in their abilities , like you, just in case something happens out there. Her voice was smooth and steady, as if she was explaining resort policy to a customer. And so far, that's all he was. She reminded herself, that's all he would be. But once she heard herself say, 'those confident in their abilities', her mouth got dry, fast. And, she wasn't thinking of Lance in clothes anymore. She cleared her throat, as if the small, electrically charged space of the metal elevator was bothering her, dampening her ability to think, Everyone pays a 100 fee, per person. This includes training, rental equipment, and a day pass. We'll do that at reception. It'll be charged onto the credit card you checked in with . She paused, thinking that his wife may see the credit card charge a bit differently - she had heard stories that his wife was an infamous actress, and that she was paid handsomely - she didn't want to assume, he was paying for his visit, and said quietly, But, other payment arrangements can be made as well . So, uh, um, you like working in the hotel, huh? It's my father's pride and joy. I try to help as much as I can. It's an interesting experience, meeting new people. As they took the elevator down to the lobby, Claire could swear - she could smell the fear from him a mile away. She thanked the lord they had made it down, from the elevator in one piece, without clawing at his shirt. She was the first one who scurried out, her face aflame with lewd thoughts about this strange man. Once they arrived at reception, she had to practically bat away the female receptionist, angrily taking her place behind the desk and plugging away payment options. Before he could protest, she had already paid and registered them both for a day's worth of rock climbing. While she clicked away at the computer, Lance would notice that there was a blue ballpoint pen, first enclosed around her fingers, and then was rotated slowly inside her warm mouth, her tongue wrapping around one end of the cold silver... The rock climbing here is in a secluded area. Our driver will be taking us to the premises. Claire did not say that she did not have her drivers license yet. A sleek black Lincoln car pulled up in front of the doors, awaiting them to climb into the backseat. She touched his arm, This is us. She smiled, bending over to climb into the plush leather seat, where Lance would be able to see the outline of her panties, her t-shirt flapping against the window, revealing the dark navy band of her undergarments. She turned to him, It will only be a ten minute drive. The instructor has been alerted of our appointment .