Post by adreannaTal{fb} on Mar 20, 2011 13:38:48 GMT -5
3/20/11
chore #1
cleaning up some
[11:15] GCN Server set topic to:
'[AR] Gor RP~Safe Zone~A hunting camp for Talon & His entourage, temporary camp with lean-to's, campfires..set in the wildernessof Gor...RP entrya MUST. PLEASE READ RULES AT trapperslodge.proboards.com/'
[11:17] *adreaTal adreanna pads slowly over the warm grasses toward the supply tent, long legs taunt, curved hips swinging invitingly to and fro. Lifting a small hand, pushes stubborn curls from rounded bare shoulders, sending them flowing down a flawless bronzed back.*
[11:19] *adreaTal A basket of cleaning supplies swinging in her other hand. Impish eyes flash under under a veil of sooty lush lashes as she heasr the voices of the Outriders. A soft chuckle escapes as she sways past Them, feeling Their hungry eyes up on her, giving a subtle wiggle of shaped hips as she passes.*
[11:21] *adreaTal Turning slightly at waist, she peers back, a sultry smile upon moistened lips, then turns tossing back the heavy flap and stepping inside. Blinking a time or two she scans the room at the mess the supplytent is! A soft ((oi)) escapes pouty pink lips. Bending at a sleek waist she places the basket of supplies to the floor, gazing about wondering where she should begin.
[11:23] *adreaTal With a sigh, she takes a rep cloth from the basket, begins to dust. Small hand moves quickly across the dusty surfaces. Arching her head back, she looks to the top shelf, standing on tip toes, legs straight and taunt, long arms reach to dust the final spot. Satisified with the dusting, tiny hands grab the broom from a corner and begin to sweep the tent.*
[11:25] *adreaTal Arms swing long and wide, gathering the sands from the floor, pushing them toward the door. A flip of the wrist sends the flap open, pushing the dirt outside with the broom. Whirling on painted toes, bending at a slender waits to gather the furs from the floor, slips a brush in her hand, lifting them with an ((umph)) into her arms.*
[11:27] *adreaTal Pushing out the flaps with the furs in held in taunt arms, peering over the top of them to see where she's going. A sly grin on her soft features she feels the Outriders eyes upon dampened flesh. Purposely she bends low enough to allow a view of an erotic form, hinting, but not revealing a firm ass*
[11:29] *adreaTal Lifting the furs to a nearby fence, she places them in a row. Turning on heels, she picks up a nearby limb to beat the furs clean. Long arms reach back, swing forward at the furs ((thawk..thaw)) as ample breasts bounce with each landing.*
[11:31] *adreaTal A soft moan escapes my throat as i feel my nipples begin to harden as they graze against furs. With a shake of darken tresses she gathers herself, finishing the furs. Taking the brush from the basket, sjhe leans forward, full breasts being hinted at and admired by the Outriders. Easing to a squat, legs taunt and teasing, as she brushes the bottom of the furs, then rising just as slow.*
[11:33] *adreaTal Turning seductively, she sways past the Outriders back to the supply tent. Giving an extra swing to a curved hip as she passes, raising a delicate hand, pushing back darkened tresses, sending them flying over a bare shoulder, revealing tender slave flesh. A sweet slave tune emitting from pouty pink lips, a voice so tender and sweet as she entices the Outriders a bit. A slight arch of a sleek back as she pulsl the flap open to step back inside. she finishes tidying up while the furs sun.*
[11:35] *adreaTal After a bit she pushes back through the flaps, long legs stride to the fence to take the furs down. Pulling the furs into her arms one by one, again feeling eyes upon her flesh. With a soft laugh, she bends low to the front, giving a hint of supple breasts, taking the last fur in her arms. With a fluent lift, she swings them into her arms, sways past the Outriders and into the supply tent.*
[11:37] *adreaTal Placing the cleaned furs on the floors in a pile, chocolate orbs scan the room to be sure it is cleaned properly. A happy smile upon her face, she twirls on tip toes, pushes out the flap toward the camp. praceing merrily knowing her Master will be pleased that she has taken much pride in keeping his things in the best condition..*
chore #1
cleaning up some
[11:15] GCN Server set topic to:
'[AR] Gor RP~Safe Zone~A hunting camp for Talon & His entourage, temporary camp with lean-to's, campfires..set in the wildernessof Gor...RP entrya MUST. PLEASE READ RULES AT trapperslodge.proboards.com/'
[11:17] *adreaTal adreanna pads slowly over the warm grasses toward the supply tent, long legs taunt, curved hips swinging invitingly to and fro. Lifting a small hand, pushes stubborn curls from rounded bare shoulders, sending them flowing down a flawless bronzed back.*
[11:19] *adreaTal A basket of cleaning supplies swinging in her other hand. Impish eyes flash under under a veil of sooty lush lashes as she heasr the voices of the Outriders. A soft chuckle escapes as she sways past Them, feeling Their hungry eyes up on her, giving a subtle wiggle of shaped hips as she passes.*
[11:21] *adreaTal Turning slightly at waist, she peers back, a sultry smile upon moistened lips, then turns tossing back the heavy flap and stepping inside. Blinking a time or two she scans the room at the mess the supplytent is! A soft ((oi)) escapes pouty pink lips. Bending at a sleek waist she places the basket of supplies to the floor, gazing about wondering where she should begin.
[11:23] *adreaTal With a sigh, she takes a rep cloth from the basket, begins to dust. Small hand moves quickly across the dusty surfaces. Arching her head back, she looks to the top shelf, standing on tip toes, legs straight and taunt, long arms reach to dust the final spot. Satisified with the dusting, tiny hands grab the broom from a corner and begin to sweep the tent.*
[11:25] *adreaTal Arms swing long and wide, gathering the sands from the floor, pushing them toward the door. A flip of the wrist sends the flap open, pushing the dirt outside with the broom. Whirling on painted toes, bending at a slender waits to gather the furs from the floor, slips a brush in her hand, lifting them with an ((umph)) into her arms.*
[11:27] *adreaTal Pushing out the flaps with the furs in held in taunt arms, peering over the top of them to see where she's going. A sly grin on her soft features she feels the Outriders eyes upon dampened flesh. Purposely she bends low enough to allow a view of an erotic form, hinting, but not revealing a firm ass*
[11:29] *adreaTal Lifting the furs to a nearby fence, she places them in a row. Turning on heels, she picks up a nearby limb to beat the furs clean. Long arms reach back, swing forward at the furs ((thawk..thaw)) as ample breasts bounce with each landing.*
[11:31] *adreaTal A soft moan escapes my throat as i feel my nipples begin to harden as they graze against furs. With a shake of darken tresses she gathers herself, finishing the furs. Taking the brush from the basket, sjhe leans forward, full breasts being hinted at and admired by the Outriders. Easing to a squat, legs taunt and teasing, as she brushes the bottom of the furs, then rising just as slow.*
[11:33] *adreaTal Turning seductively, she sways past the Outriders back to the supply tent. Giving an extra swing to a curved hip as she passes, raising a delicate hand, pushing back darkened tresses, sending them flying over a bare shoulder, revealing tender slave flesh. A sweet slave tune emitting from pouty pink lips, a voice so tender and sweet as she entices the Outriders a bit. A slight arch of a sleek back as she pulsl the flap open to step back inside. she finishes tidying up while the furs sun.*
[11:35] *adreaTal After a bit she pushes back through the flaps, long legs stride to the fence to take the furs down. Pulling the furs into her arms one by one, again feeling eyes upon her flesh. With a soft laugh, she bends low to the front, giving a hint of supple breasts, taking the last fur in her arms. With a fluent lift, she swings them into her arms, sways past the Outriders and into the supply tent.*
[11:37] *adreaTal Placing the cleaned furs on the floors in a pile, chocolate orbs scan the room to be sure it is cleaned properly. A happy smile upon her face, she twirls on tip toes, pushes out the flap toward the camp. praceing merrily knowing her Master will be pleased that she has taken much pride in keeping his things in the best condition..*