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Post by Alyssa Rose Morris on Jan 27, 2008 23:05:23 GMT 1
Duncan allowed Alyssa to lead him to the dance floor, the pace of their walking slow, yet... not so slow it was annoying. As they reached the dance floor Alyssa turned to face him. He told her how the man was supposed to lead. Alyssa surely wasn't the type to be told what to do, in recent times that had been tested but the old Alyssa was back, but maybe she could let him take the lead. He was after all right, the male was supposed to lead. "In that case lead! I'll be the good girl and follow!"[/color]
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Post by duncan on Jan 27, 2008 23:13:43 GMT 1
Duncan laughed a little, he could tell she was slightly annoyed with the slower then normal pace. He let her lead him out and then turned to face him. The flicker of emotion on his face spoke volumes and he was ready for it. He smirked at her for a moment before he said “Alright then, be a good girl now, then you can be a ‘bad’ girl later.. If you like.” he said as he began to lead them through the first stages of the dance. He was a talented dancer, a millennia of mistakes had taught him how to dance with some grace.
“So tell me about yourself.” he said, over the music but he was not sure how much he would get out of her, because she would assume she would need to yell the answers over the music. He was still smiling, letting her have freedom when the dance let her have some room for variation.
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Post by Alyssa Rose Morris on Jan 27, 2008 23:28:01 GMT 1
Alyssa perked a little at the comment about being a 'bad' girl later. She laught a little, smiling practically from ear to ear. She bit down gently on her lip before speaking. "Is that a promise?"[/color] She asked, she herself unable to believe how flirt she was being with this guy.
As she danced her asked her to tell him about herself. "The Alyssa story? Oh god we could be here all night! Pretty much im just a small town girl! I never knew my father, my mother kille... passed when i was 2! I was raised by my grandparents! When i was 15 i left home, came her, meet a guy, lost a guy, lost a hell of alot more, left town! But apparently it took leaving town to show me that this was where i belonged! And now im sharing a pokey little appartment with my best friend, which happens to be next door to my brothers old place. But Lisa's friend Gail is also living there and Gail's just had twins! The whole... screaming baby thing......!"[/color] Alyssa rolled her eyes and shook her head as she found herself unable to finish. Thinking about children was bad enough but living with two of them constantly crying.......... it was Alyssa's hell.
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Post by duncan on Jan 28, 2008 1:34:40 GMT 1
Duncan had to refrain from giving her another smirk as she ask if that was a promise or not. She was being a major flirt and Duncan was flirting back, though not nearly as hard as she was. The girl had bit her lip, he was not sure if this was to give her a moment to think up something or to play coy for him. Either way it looked cute but she probably knew that already. “Could be.” he whispered back in response to her flirting.
When she finally answered him about her story she rattled off a good bit about herself. But of course all of that was vague and easily misread, something Duncan had no intent to do with this particular girl. “Ok so let me recap this.” he said to her smiling slightly. “Grandparents raised you, you ran off at 15, came to Misery, met someone, then lost the guy.” He said taking a second to pretend he had not committed the whole story to memory “You lost a hell of a lot more, you left town, then came back now your rooming with your best friend in a little apartment with a friend of your friend’s named Gail and her two new born babies, and your on the verge of going crazy.. That about it?” he ask playfully at the end. “Sounds to me like you need your own place, or at least a bigger one.” he said not missing a step on the dance floor with her. He was surprised she had rattled all that off and not missed a step. “Your really graceful.. “
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Post by Alyssa Rose Morris on Jan 28, 2008 1:56:29 GMT 1
Alyssa wrinkled her nose and shook her head as she retold everything she said with his play little "that about it?" at the end. "Hey... I could have gone into detail and you know... then we'd have been here all night!"[/color] She joked, poking out her tongue slightly as she finished her sentence.
Alyssa was far from immature! Heck at 17 she'd been through more than most people went through in a life time! As he told her she was gracefull Alyssa looked down at her feet and then back up to him. He was calling her graceful when he... well he was more gracefull than her that was for sure. "Awww and here's me thinking im like a great stonking elephant!"[/color] She joked. "Thanks... but im just following a good lead!"[/color]
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Post by duncan on Jan 28, 2008 2:10:06 GMT 1
Duncan laughed a little with her wrinkled nose. He smiled gently as she added that if she had gone into detail they would be here all night. “What’s so wrong with a all nighter?” he ask smirking, knowing a girl her age would get the double meaning of the joke. He liked playing word games, it was fun for him and this girl was as fun as any other had been.
When she added the comment of not being graceful he just rolled his eyes “You know I did think I hear an awful lot of stomping.” he teased back as he spun her quickly outward then back into him. He picked her up and spun himself before putting her down. “Thanks Alyssa, but really a lead is only as good as the follow.” he told her leaning in to whisper “And your one hell of a follow.”
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Post by Alyssa Rose Morris on Jan 28, 2008 2:27:58 GMT 1
With his all nighter comment Alyssa pulled the mock shock face. "Shhh I'm a good girl remember! But... Nah... i really wouldn't want to bore you!"[/color] This guy was actually the most fun Alyssa had had in a long time. He actually made her laugh like she hadn't laughed since.... she wasn't even sure if she could say his name.... it just...... Alyssa blocked all thoughs outta her head just long enough to be spun and listen to his comment about her being a good follow. As he'd spun her outwards Alyssa shut her eyes, not opening them again until he replaced her to the floor and she let out giggle. "Well I'll have you know im more than just a good follow!"[/color] She teased.
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Post by duncan on Jan 28, 2008 2:38:02 GMT 1
Duncan was having fun with this little mortal girl, she was spunky and he liked that. Of course a strong will could be an issue for some men, but Duncan had surpassed that long ago. But then again this girl liked to tease and flirt, so he was not sure where the night would lead them. “A good girl huh.” he teased back before saying. “Bore me? Not a chance of that happening, even if you put on a business suit and stormed out of here to do tax returns.” he joked, but he got the idea she would not follow.
When she said she was more then just a good follower, the male in him kicked into high gear on the mental images department. He shut them out for the time being as it was not the time or place to think that. “Oh really, and just what else are you ’good’ at?” he ask coyly pulling her into him again as he dipped her and brought her up slowly. “Nice dip…very limber of you..”
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Post by Alyssa Rose Morris on Jan 28, 2008 2:54:36 GMT 1
Alyssa thought his comment over for a secound. "Hmm... well tex returns... so not my thing... but i think i could make that suit work for me!"[/color] Alyssa commented on being good at other things... And then it came! The 'i really shouldn't be imagining that here' face. He asked her what else she was good at before dipping her. As her body came close to his again, pressing against him, she leaned up, whispering in his ear. "I think i could show you better than i could tell you!"[/i][/color]
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Post by duncan on Jan 28, 2008 2:59:52 GMT 1
Duncan smirked when she made the little joke of her tax suit working for her. He could imagine her in and it either way it still worked, she had a nice little body, made for filling out clothing just right. Of course as old as he was he had his eye for women, and she was as good as any other he had ever encountered. “I bet you could, I think it would look very.. Tight.. On you.” [/b] he said as he pulled her up he had not expected the answer she gave but that didn’t mean he didn’t like it. His face twisted into a smile and he pulled her body tighter against his “Oh really, well then were shall we go so you can show me your.. Talents?”[/b] he ask in a whisper his lips almost touching her ear but never quite did.[/center]
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