Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2011-08-30 11:37 pm
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Overland Park, KS, Tuesday Afternoon (Late July)
"Woah, what's with the bouncing, princess?" Charmaine asked, looking up from her work on some new tiaras, as Kate came down the stairs seemingly exuding far more energy than she'd exhibited going up them some time earlier.
"Oh, nothing," Kate replied, mock coyly. The grinning probably ruined the effect, but she cared not. "Hey, Mom's still coming to pick you up for that doctor thing?"
"Unless she's turned into someone else, yes," her aunt replied. "Why?"
Yeah, Kate was still grinning. "No reason." Again, it wasn't really believable. She bounced her way to the kitchen.
Charmaine shook her head and went back to her glue and sequins. "Whatever you say, Katie."
[ooc: NFB. For the booooy.]
"Oh, nothing," Kate replied, mock coyly. The grinning probably ruined the effect, but she cared not. "Hey, Mom's still coming to pick you up for that doctor thing?"
"Unless she's turned into someone else, yes," her aunt replied. "Why?"
Yeah, Kate was still grinning. "No reason." Again, it wasn't really believable. She bounced her way to the kitchen.
Charmaine shook her head and went back to her glue and sequins. "Whatever you say, Katie."
[ooc: NFB. For the booooy.]
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But then she usually was.
[WHOO BEDTIME. Good night!]
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"I like your underwear," he said quietly, smiling at her. "They're very cute."
[GOOD NIGHT GOOD NIGHT]
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"I've been picturing you wearing nothing since you left," he admitted, nodding.
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"You're not the only one who can have fantasies," he added, sliding one finger inside her just barely. He didn't move it away though.
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And that finger wiggled.
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He slid those two fingers out of her before pushing them slowly back in. And that smile of his stayed wide and almost devious.
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