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Post by The Dependable Deliverer on Jun 25, 2006 13:05:22 GMT -5
The Girl
Prologue
She was dressed in a long black silk dress which skimmed over her body beautifully. Her beautiful red hair tied up in an elegant bun, a few stray hairs escaped and hung loosely around her pretty face. She was the envy of every woman, she was every man's desire. She had it all.
The girl was 17 years old, she came from a rich family. She had many rings on her fingers and lived in a nice house by St James Park.
As she walked through the streets of London, every man, woman and child looked at her, in return she gave them a beautiful smile, then pursed her red lips together again.
Everybody in London spoke about her, she was known as The Girl.
Part One (this is quite short)
"Come on Johnny, don't be a spoil sport," Sackville said jokingly as himself, George and John staggered out of the smeeper House.
"I don't want another smeeper thanks," John spat. "I need a drink," He straightened up and walked steadily down the muddy road. George and Sackville followed him like a couple of lost puppies.
"Who is that?" George asked loudly. He pointed to a girl in a long black dress. She was walking in the same direction as they were.
Sackville looked carefully at her. "I've got no idea who she is, but she sure is something else eh Johnny?"
"What?" John turned around inpatiently. But before he could say anything else, he saw her, he saw the girl.
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Post by The Dependable Deliverer on Jun 25, 2006 13:05:58 GMT -5
Part 2
John had never seen anything like her in his life, of course he had slept with women before but they were just smeepers, he didn't care about them.
"Are you ok Johnny?" Asked George
"Um...i'm fine," John said breathlessly. "But i don't feel like getting a drink anymore...," John wondered what the girl did...did she act? Did she write poetry?
Sackville noticed what John was gazing at. "Going to be your latest conquest eh Johnny?" He laughed.
John didn't seem to hear Sackville. He began walking towards the girl.. he had to find out more about her.
"That's it Johnny!" George shouted after him.
The Girl who hadn't noticed anything suddenly looked up, her bright blue eyes locked with John's and for a second, the two of them seemed transfixed by eachother. The girl looked away blushing and carried on walking.
John began to follow her. He saw the girl was walking towards The Play House. "Maybe she's an actress," John thought to himself. He followed her inside and sat down beside her in the seats which overlooked the stage
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on Jun 26, 2006 7:51:34 GMT -5
Mmm...Johnny falling in love again, is he? Some men never learn  Keep going, sweetie! Your avid reader, Jay |
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Post by The Dependable Deliverer on Jun 26, 2006 11:07:06 GMT -5
Part 3
The Girl seemed to know that John had followed her, but her blue eyes did not fix upon him, she seemed determined not to look at him again. She kept her eyes fixed on the stage.
John studied her face carefully. He licked his lips as his eyes wandered over her body like a child looking at chocolate.
Suddenly she turned her head and fixed her blue eyes on him, she frowned and took her black hat off to reveal beautiful red hair which was tied up into an elegant bun. "I've seen you before,". She whispered. "Coming out of the smeeper house and stark raving drunk wandering the streets..., i'm not a smeeper and i don't intend to start with you,".
"I can see you're no smeeper,". He breathed as the play began. "You're an elegant young woman, i have no intention of stealing your virginity from you,".
"Good,". She said, her eyes were still locked with John's deep brown eyes.
"The play has begun,". John smirked as she blushed and turned her head back towards the stage.
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Post by The Dependable Deliverer on Jun 27, 2006 14:20:06 GMT -5
Part 4
Throughout the play, John kept his eyes firmly on the girl. If he couldn't have her, no-one could. The girl didn't look at him once although her cheeks were scarlet and she looked nervous.
When the play ended, she clapped harder than everyone else. John smiled at this, he got up. "Come on,". He whispered. He stuck a hand out for her to take. "Do you like poetry?"
"Of course,". She smiled and took his hand.
John was dazzled by her smile, he seemed taken aback by the beautiness of it. He led her out of the play house and into the street. He turned to her "You haven't told me your name yet,". Once again their eyes locked together as if they were meant to be together for eternity.
"My name's Tessa, Tessa Watson,". She smiled again. "I know who you are, and i don't intend to fall for your charms,".
John sneered at this. "Of course,". He continued to lead her down the street. "Does a lady normally walk or take a carriage?"
"Normally i walk, but it would be nice to take a carriage,".
"Carriage it is then,". John smiled.
"Where are we going?"
"Somewhere special,". John leaned in to kiss her but she backed off slightly.
"As i said," Her lips were awfully close to his lips. "I won't fall for your charms, all i want is to hear some poetry, that is all,".
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on Jun 28, 2006 6:36:52 GMT -5
Mmm, yes, poetry...of course |
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Post by The Eternal Optimist on Jun 28, 2006 20:25:17 GMT -5
Wow, great story DeeDee. ;D Tessa should be careful around John, he is a tricky one. |
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Post by The Dependable Deliverer on Jun 29, 2006 15:21:04 GMT -5
Part 5
John smiled and stroked her hair gently. "Lets get a carriage,". He saw a carriage that was running along the road, he jumped into the road in front of it. "Stop!" He shouted. The carriage stopped and John went to the door and opened it. "Get out!" He demmanded to the man inside. "The lady and i need to go somewhere now,".
The man got out, he seemed slightly scared of John. John sneered at him and climbed inside. "Come on,". He said softly to Tessa. He helped her climb inside. They were sitting awfully close to one another.
"To St James Park,". John said to the driver.
"I live near there,". Tessa said looking out of the carriage window at all the people in the dirty London street.
"You seem determined not to fall for me,". John whispered in her ear. "Why is that? The moment i saw you, i feel head over heels for you,".
"You did?" Tessa turned and looked John straight in the eyes.
"I did, your eyes are beautiful,". John stroked her face.
Tessa smiled and didn't reply. Part of her wanted John, but she knew she shouldn't want him. He was a rotten scoundrel from what she'd heard... but it was so difficult. He was sitting just centimeters away from her...
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Post by The Eternal Optimist on Jul 2, 2006 11:23:57 GMT -5
Wow, this is getting good. Keep going, please. ;D John, play nice! |
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Post by The Dependable Deliverer on Jul 9, 2006 5:36:28 GMT -5
Part 6
Tessa restrained herself from getting any closer to John, she simply turned her head and looked out of the window again. She couldn't loose her virginity to a scoundral, she'd be branded a smeeper, she couldn't risk that, not even from a man who she felt deeply attracted to.
"We're here,". John whispered in her ear. He got out of the carriage and opened the door like a gentleman to let Tessa out. "It's beautiful isn't it?" He said smiling.
"Yes,". She followed him into the park. She saw a few men and women fumbling in the bushes. She smiled slightly at this, she couldn't help herself.
"Let's sit here,". John gestured for Tessa to sit down on a patch of grass which was situated near a duck pond. He removed his jacket for them to sit on and removed a quill, ink and paper from his pocket. "I'm going to write a poem about you,". He said. "You've given me inspiration which i haven't had for a while,".
"What are you going to write?" Tessa asked leaning over to look at the paper.
"You'll have to wait,". John began to write. He gave Tessa small hidden glances between writing, he gave her a few small smiles then showed the piece of paper to her.
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on Jul 12, 2006 18:01:38 GMT -5
 Poetry has to be one of the best aphrodisiacs around  Certainly works for me. |
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Post by The Dependable Deliverer on Jul 19, 2006 21:03:06 GMT -5
Part 7
Tessa looked down at the piece of paper in which John had been writing on, she noticed that he had beautiful hand-writing. She smiled as she read what was on the paper
Your blue eyes, so beautiful, so charming burn into mine,
I feel obliged to pleasure you for you are my love
I caress your cheek, so soft, so smooth
You smile and i kiss your red lips for they are so soft
I love you, you are my sun, my moon, my stars
You are my everything
"Do you like it?" John asked smiling. "I know i haven't kissed you, i was just imagining what your lips would feel like against mine,". He began to lick his lips as his eyes locked with Tessa's once again.
"I love it,". She whispered. She gave the piece of paper back to John and laid down on the warm grass, she rested her head on John's jacket.
John took the paper and pocketed it. He watched Tessa for a few minutes taking in every single physical detail.
"Oh how your beauty shines,". He breathed and laid down beside her watching the clouds move across the sky. "This is the life eh?" He turned his head towards her.
Tessa looked at him and smiled. The two of them then shared a delicate, soft kiss.
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Post by The Eternal Optimist on Jul 19, 2006 22:18:17 GMT -5
Awww, that was sweet. Johnny is so cute, when he wants to be. Jay so lucky!  DeeDee loving the story, you really most countine! Please? ;D |
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Post by The Dependable Deliverer on Aug 3, 2006 11:34:05 GMT -5
Part 8
They're lips parted and Tessa flushed as John slid his hand up her dress and stroked her thigh. His hands were soft and Tessa moaned softly. She turned to look at him. John was smiling and he seemed to be enjoying touching her soft delicate skin. His hands moved higher and he began caressing her pelvis, this time Tessa moaned even louder. She couldn't believe she was enjoying being touched in this way.
John moved his lips close to hers once again and said in a soft whisper "I knew you couldn't resist me,". He bit her lips softly and with his other hand he stroked her long red hair. "You have beautiful hair,". He whispered "And your body feels even better,". He then started unbuttoning her dress, Tessa didn't object, she wanted him to touch her like this. He began kissing her neck all the way down to her navel where he stopped and touched her breasts delicately.
"I want you to be mine,". He breathed.
Tessa who had been enjoying these last few minutes nodded her head slowly. "I will be yours,".
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on Aug 3, 2006 11:46:25 GMT -5
*tuts* Don't be fooled, Tessa...this love is poison I hope he doesn't just use her, but that's kind of what I'm expecting. He is the Earl, after all. |
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