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Subject: Re: The Pigeon


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Capt. Jaden Smythe
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Date Posted: 11:01:28 04/10/06 Mon
In reply to: Benjamin Thorton III (b.k.a. Salty Bob 's message, "Re: The Pigeon" on 10:59:09 04/10/06 Mon
 ::In the silence that followed, the Captain did not miss the fact that he was undressing her with his eyes. She was used to attention. Liked it most of the time. When his gaze lingered on her honey color breasts rising full and firm from the deep "V" of her blouse, she leaned back in a lazy stretch, clasping her hands behind her head like it was the most natural thing in the world. Oblivious, he was, no doubt to the fact that she was appraising him as well.

*Young fellah 'e is bu' naht bad ta look at. 'ell o'a lot bettah den dat bald, sweaty Marquis from de last capah...per'aps i' woan be to bad, if'n push come ta shove. Harr..pushin, and shovin an gruntin and squealin' harrrr*

She bit her inner cheek to keep from laughing aloud at her raunchy joke that none would hear. Instead, she leaned forward holding out her own hand, clasping it around his. Lifting her eyes in a convincingly innocent way:: A pleasure i' be Mistah Thornton ::the plump pink lips parted in a grand smile, still slightly crooked in her own smirking way:: Ben.

::she paused, did not release his hand just yet, licked her lips and spoke:: Ah'm Cap'n Smythe o' de Osprey. Jaden to me friens.
::another smirk, this time more playful:: So yer 'ere on business are ye? Well den a finah place ye couldn'ta picked ta 'ave yer meet. ::she raised in her seat, reaching over for the bottle, she so generously shared with him, sharing as well a very generous view down her shirt, and took a drink:: Mind if Ah keeps ye company until Mistah Morley come back? ::the standard issue sailor britches were rolled to her knees, and the long dancers legs came up to stretch out and come to rest across his lap. Easy grin, all kicked back, making her next question seem a simple pleasantry:: Wha' sort o'business if ye doan mind me askin?
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