CHO, AYAME

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HEY HEY MY NAME IS AYAME LIN CHO AND I AM NINETEEN YEARS OLD. I'M A KELPIE AND RANK AS SILENT LURKER AND I WAS BORN ON MAY FIRST, 1991 IN JAPAN. MY NATIONALITY IS JAPANESE. PEOPLE SAY I LOOK LIKE AI OTSUKA. THEY ALSO SAY THAT I AM OPTIMISTIC, OUTGOING, AND ENTHUSIASTIC. TO BE HONEST, I'M BEING PLAYED BY SOPHIE.

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Lilly was normally a patient person, it was one of the qualities that made her a really great helping hand. She was never the kind of girl that got impatient, but she was on high alert and she was so eager to the dirty late night deed that she and Mr. Marshall tended to have. She enjoyed those, more than anything in the world. It was fun, new, and exciting. Something that Lilly is a big fan of, and she couldn’t wait for it to happen. That was her one problem, she hated the anticipation just as much as she liked, rather, loved it. She itched for it, and when it came she couldn’t get enough of it, but sometimes it pushed her so far over the edge that she just wanted to jump him so hard. Lilly watched him closely after he moved his hand from her thigh, bringing two fingers to her lips and then left the room. Biting her bottom lip she tried sitting quietly, taking in her surroundings. She could sense that tonight was going to be a really good night, so she wanted to remember every detail for her secret diary. (She still needed a super kick-ass nickname for him, in case her diary ever did land into the wrong hands).

He was quiet, so when his fingers slipped into her hair she couldn’t help but arch her back slightly and lean her head back, her eyes closed. God how she loved the things he did to her, how they made her feel inside. Even though it made her whole body ache for more, for the whole thing just to throw them both over the edge so they could get to the best part, this was just as superb. As his hand began to move against her skin she couldn’t stop herself from letting her hands glide up his arms slowly and wrap around his neck. Almost as if it were synchronized like an orchestra while one hand rubbed the back of his neck, the other began to find it’s way through his hair. Every once in a while a shiver ran through her spine and her whole body would shudder from the exhilarating experience. Lilly tilted her head up and towards Mr. Marshall’s; she was so tempted just to get it on with him. Her lips parted and a soft, almost inaudible moan -- it couldn’t be heard by anyone that wasn’t right next to her -- fell from those pink lips of hers. She could feel everything Mr. Marshall was doing, and it felt so good.

At this very moment, the best word to describe how good Lillianne felt as Mr. Marshall touched her would have to be utterly amazing. It was just that, absolutely amazing, to the highest degree. Lilly could hardly catch her breath, she could barely move for fear that she would simply move too quickly and do something she would regret later on. She couldn't think, let alone focus on any one thought that fluttered into her disgruntled brain. All Lilly knew was that she could wait much longer for their bodies to be so close that it should be illegal. Well, maybe it already was, but it didn’t matter. She just wanted every inch of their bodies to be touching.

With barely a breath she responded to Mr. Marshall, “Oh yes, it was a wonderful day.” As he tugged on her arms to try to move her from the seat she lost all control of her body and mind, she wasn’t quite sure what took over, but she wouldn’t complain. As she stood, she turned to face Mr. Marshall, though she was still in the seat she was now on her knee’s, reaching the same height on him that she would have if she were standing on her own two feet. Her hands slowly made their way up his arms, over his shoulders, down his chest, and with a smile Lilly grabbed a little bit of his shirt and pulled him closer if that was even possible. The smile on her face would probably concern someone had this happened out of the blue with no provoking, but she had been provoked. Slowly she let her hand make their way from his waist, to his chest, then back to his shoulders. With one hand continuing to slide to the back of his neck to pull his face closer to hers, the other slide over his chest.

It didn’t take as long as it seemed for her lips to reach his, but when their lips finally touched she parted hers and let her tongue trace his. One could probably faintly feel the smile on her face as she did so. If that didn’t answer his question…Lilly was clueless as to what else would.