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What You'll Find Here
Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale
Anacosta Heights
Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.
Dupont Circle
Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.
Hawethorn Village
Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.
River Dale
River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.
sharp objects make me giddy
Posted on April 06, 2015 by Katarina Foster
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Oh i'm sure Kohl's imagination can work out all the right places I can hide weapons for security to find but neither one of us want that kind of privacy breach so I guess I can tone it down a little for the ride to Paris. It's not like I can't find a weapon store once we get there and there's always something in reach that can be turned into a weapon. If anything, I've learned to be quite resourceful. He gives me a sigh of defeat when I tell him he can't pay off the council though I'm sure he already knew that. He doesn't look surprised by this news. I know the last thing he wants is a second job since he doesn't seem to do a lot for his first job besides get up at odd hours of the night and mess with wires. None the less, the safest thing for him to do is accept the new responsibilities and bite the bullet on this one. The consequences would be a lot worse if he turned them down. I'm sure he can think of ways to persuade the council to put him on as little things to do as possible of course. He is quite persuasive when he wants to be. When I pout over the cake we both knew he was never going to make anyway, he rolls his eyes, smirking at me. I smirk when he mentions not even knowing if his oven works. I shrug lightly. "I'm pretty sure I've seen the maid make tea on it a few times." I get to work on testing his control then, unzipping his pants in no time before he grabs my wrists. He works hia magic on my skin, a moan pulling from my lips and he chuckles against my skin, making my body arch with pleasure as his sweet breath draws goosebumps to the surface. I note him looking up to make sure my hands are in the right spot which of course they are. He leans back, looking fully satisfied with himself. He lifts his brow in surprise when I tell him I won't be that easy and he should know by now that I mean every syllable. I don't give him much of a chance to answer back in some sly comment I'm sure he's cooking up, my legs pinning his arms before I straddle on top of him. I start moving my hips on top of him, knowing where his senstive areas are as I keep myhands lifted above my head. He starts to ask something but his words are cut off by the movement of my body as I create as much friction as possible. I hear air hiss through his teeth and I grin in answer. I flip myself on top of him as fast as I can, relying on his overwhelming pleasure to slow his motions so I can pin him down again. I hear the word fuck fall from his lips as I bend over, giving him a great view as I take his length in my mouth. It's my first time doing this but somehow my tongue and lips know where they want to go, know what sounds they want from his throat. He tries to sit up but I stiffen, using my weight to try to push him back down. I'm not giving in so easily. I rely on the work of my mouth to weaken his resolve. Surely he doesn't really want me to stop. He groans and I take him deeper, liking that sound more than I probably should. He starts stuttering about surrender and I smile with him still between my lips, taking all of him twice more before I draw back. He groans again and I can't help myself. I know the cruelest thing I could do right now is stop and leave him hanging but somehow I can't bring myself to do it. I want to bring him that pleasure with something other than the organ between my legs. I want to own him with my mouth too. And so I lower myself once more, putting everything I've got into it, moaning around him as I take him as deep as I can go, using my tongue to caress every inch of him, picking a faster rhythm to push him over that edge. Hell, as turned on as I am, I'm liable to go over with him. |
Replies
- they say Rome wasn't built in a day - By Kohl on April 12, 2015 at 7:45 PM
- sharp objects make me giddy - By Katarina Foster on May 08, 2015 at 7:25 PM