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    The East

    The east side of the city is often considered the heart of Sacrosanct. It's here were the majority of the shopping district can be found, deep in the heart of downtown. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often times, new comers to the city may be come overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever present feeling that's hardly noticed. The streets of the east side are frequented by all species as many companies are housed in the sky scrapers and hole in the wall establishments that line the streets.

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    Cat's Meow

    owned by Nadya Tetradore
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    Cat's Meow

    An older brick building tucked downtown with only a neon sign above the steel door saying Cat's Meow and the drifting of music to let you know of the burlesque within. The inner confines have a lavish feeling of comfort and style. At one end of the building is a large stage for the dancers to entertain with small round tables scattered in front for the customers to sip or dine while watching. Directly across from the stage is a fully stocked bar so you’re never without a view of the entertainment.

    Owner Nadya Tetradore

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    Downtown

    Downtown

    The city has a unique skyline, clashing between modern sky rises and small victorian storefronts. In the heart of downtown, the sleek colored glass buildings reign supreme though their old-world roots can be seen in the most peculiar places from the lamp post styled electric street light to the stone sidewalks. The old world architecture slowly returns the further from downtown you travel, however.

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    Inner Sanctum

    owned by Alexander Macedonia
    2 employees

    Inner Sanctum

    This hidden little cafe is loaded with essentricities and antiques that fill every corner of this remarkable place. The walls are lined with oddities from every corner of the world. Beyond the intriging decor, this place is known for it's delectable coffees and it's exquisite latte art.

    Owner Alexander Macedonia

    Barista Alexis Wilde
    Barista Calliel Alosi

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    Red on the Water

    owned by Isolt Griffin
    2 employees

    Red on the Water

    Nestled in a pleasant alcove that is but a stone?s throw away from the dazzling labyrinth of downtown, Red on the Water is a spectacle in its own right. Renovated in the style of a classic Irish pub with a dash of modern flare befitting the city that boasts it, this up-and-coming venue is the perfect place to snag an impeccably prepared home-cooked meal and enjoy the city?s most impressive collection of brews from Ireland and beyond. You and your guests are sure to be mesmerized and invigorated by the energetic offerings of the live Celtic band to be found here every weekend.

    Owner Isolt Griffin

    Co-Owner Damon Marcello
    Waitress Yumi Chizue

the fire inside me only lit by you67.143.208.112Posted On November 20, 2017 at 6:35 PM by Damon Marcello



She was slow, stoking the fire inside him with expert care. Her hands molded him like putty and he feared he would melt right into the floor if she kept it up. He was always strong, always in charge. He was the energy in the room, the one every pair of eyes looked to when he came into the room. But with her alone, he was the follower, awaiting her command with hungry eyes. She had started off shy with him in the bedroom but over time, she had blossomed into something much more. She had a confidence unmatched now and she was sure of herself. He loved seeing that sexy spark in her eyes. He could tell she was spreading it on thick tonight and he was sure it was more punishment than pleasure on her mind tonight but right now, he would take whatever was handed to him because he was oh so hungry for her attention, whatever kind he would get. He knew he had done wrong by leaving her but he couldn't go back and redo it so he would take the consequences and move forward with her, whatever it took.

Her hands were magic, moans of pleasure rolling off his tongue as his hands caressed her lower back, running his fingers through her waves of red, his touch gentle and patient, willing. Her eyes met his and he groaned again, leaning his forehead to herself. "My queen, my goddess." He whispered gently, his lips tugging into a soft smile. Her lips then found his chest, laying gentle kisses on his skin and he closed his eyes and rolled his head back, his breathing quick and ragged, his body already betraying his growing desires for her. As her head moved lower, his hands trailed through her hair, groaning her name as her mouth moved to the place her hands had been torturing him just moments before, her hands now freeing him of his pants. Then her gaze moved back up to him and as if sensing it, his own eyes reopened, focusing on her with intensity as she gave him a simple command, the air hissing through his teeth instantly as he moved in a flash, lifting her legs to tuck them around his waist as his pants hit the floor. "Your wish..."

He was in her bedroom in the next moment, laying her gently on her back as he leaned in to kiss her hungrily. Pulling back, he smirked. "...my command." His lips left soft kisses on her chin and jaw before following it down her neck. Then he was pulling the sweater over her head, slow and patient but he stopped tugging on it when the collar got to just below her eyes, covering them with the fabric as the sleeves still held her arms captive over her head. Smirking, he made an mmm noise in his throat. "Perfect." He continued his lips' assault on her neck and shoulders, working his way down as his fingers pulled down her bra straps ever so slowly. He unclipped the bra in mere seconds, tossing it aside as he focused on her chest, working his tongue and his fingers on each breast, torturing them slowly to raise and harden. Each time she went to struggle or try to remove the sweater, he would gently reposition her arms above her head and make sure her eyes were covered. "Uh uh, patience is a virtue, my love."

His kisses moved lower down her torso, loving every inch of her without bias. His fingers worked deftly at removing her pajama pants, sliding them smoothly down her legs, followed shortly by her underwear. "Mmm, tasty." He whispered, lifting her leg to work his way slowly up her leg, from the tip of her toes to the inside of her thigh, stopping just short of heaven before moving to the next leg and doing the same. He wasn't sure who would get more punished by the end of the night but he would make sure she never forgot him, that's for sure.



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