Kaitlyn
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![[*]](./images/pretend/default_icon.gif) posted on 12-20-2007 at 02:16 AM |
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The Gold Gallery
The gold gallery is where many live works of art can be found in motion. It's wide open spaces and golden trim give a feeling of disillusioned
enchantment, coupled only by the moving art about you for a one of a kind experience.
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Cheyenne
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 01:32 AM |
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There was a naked chick in the middle of the room. Of course she couldn't help but look, Cheyenne only having been walking past the room on her way
towards the classical art at first, before she caught sight of the woman covered in paint fighting with some large moving contraptions. It was really
odd, to be honest, having seen nothing like it before in her years of art training. Some serious surreal misynogist piece of work, that was for sure -
brows raising as she tentatively stepped into the room, wondering to herself if she was walking in on some secret cult ritual, hazel eyes as wide as
they could be for a moment before he mind got the better of her and... "What the fuck?"
Honestly.
She was confused.
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Katelyn
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 01:41 AM |
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Kate wasn't even sure what she was doing in the art gallery in the first place, to be honest. She couldn't paint worth a dime; even her stick figures
were shaky and looked as though a three year old had drawn them. But pretending to be some influential art critic, hemming and hawing over the latest
abstract sculpture, amused her to some degree. However, she wasn't expecting to pass by a room and immediately have to do a double take, her eye
catching sight of an entirely bare woman in a fight with some sort of machinery... or something. She stepped inside the room, a good few paces away
from the only other - seemingly - sane person there.
"Is that... a giant penis?" she asked aloud, her gaze stuck to the sculpture to the woman's right.
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Sean
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 01:54 AM |
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Art classes would be the death of him. Art was just pictures you hung on the wall to fill up empty space, beyond that he could care less what sort of
meaning or feeling they gave off. There were much more important things in his life than to think about some ‘artist’ trying to
‘express’ himself. But Sean needed the extra credit and this art class was the only thing open during his last free hour. And what was
the assignment for today? Got to the art gallery and view the moving art, then write a two page paper on what you got from the experience.
Great. He had to get out of the after school program for at risk youths just to come to this thing and see someone moving art. Hands in his pockets
and head down he strolled into the place and looked around, not seeing what was behind him at first, just backing away from some odd moving made of
spikes thing in the center of the room. Only he got a little too close to where two girls were standing. One curing and one asking if something was
a giant penis? What?
He turned around, mouth falling open as he caught site of what was in front of them. “O, Lord.”
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Cheyenne
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 02:04 AM |
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If she'd known what either of them were thinking about art, surely shit would've gone down - had she been under more...ideal conditions. Instead of
with a giant spinning penis, as the girl who had stepped in put it. Her own lips falling open and closed, wanting to say something but really
couldn't.
For once, Cheyenne Adcock was dumbstruck.
At least until that boy entered, turning about and just freaking out at the sight before him, swearing to the lord and Cheyenne unable to help but
just laugh. Looking to his shocked face, fitted tank far too snug on her braless chest as she grinned at him. "Found where you misplaced your dildo,
boy?"
Sometimes she couldn't help herself, looking to the girl beside her with a small smirk of recognition. "Or is it yours?"
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Katelyn
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 02:09 AM |
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Kate turned when she heard someone enter the room, her expression unimpressed by his little freak out. She raised an arched eyebrow, her cold gray
eyes sweeping over his form briefly before she shifted her gaze to the other girl, her question causing a smug smile of amusement. "I wish. Seems like
guys in this town don't grow them big enough to satisfy a girl," she said openly, glancing at the guy once more before moving forward and studying the
artwork. She slid her hands into her pockets, pulling her already slim-fitting jeans much tighter around her ass.
"What's the matter, kid? Never seen a naked woman before?" she asked, pivoting on her heel and staring straight at the only guy in the room.
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Sean
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 02:15 AM |
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It was the first naked female body he had seen in longer than he cared to admit. God knew he saw enough half naked ones running around the frat
house, but a flat out no clothes on at all woman draped in chains . . . well, it was a bit much. His eyes not even going to anything else in that
gallery, just glued to that body until one girl spoke. “What?” His gaze finally leaving the ‘art’ to come to her. Only to
have his eyes shift to down to here this one’s nipples were standing at attention in the cool gallery. His eyes just closing for a moment in
silent prayer. Was there no safe place to be in this word, Lord? Apparently not as the other girl spoke.
Sean cleared his throat and let his eyes go to the ‘dildo’ now, “Not in a very long time.” Not even realizing he said that
until the words were out of his mouth. “Uhh, I mean . . .” Yeah there he went again. Get him in a room with females and his dick wanted
to be the brain. “I . . . “ Maybe it was best not to speak?
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Cheyenne
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 02:32 AM |
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There was never a safe place in the world, especially if Cheyenne was there -smirking as the girl said she wished it was her dildo, only nodding in
response herself. "Unfortunately. Can't get a good dick like that lately-" Eyes of course, going straight to the guy, wondering just what his dick was
like before falling distracted by his obvious hilarious reaction to the whole scene before him. Unable to stop but step in closer, just to see his
panicked expression at the whole ordeal. "I don't think he has seen a naked one before. What are you doing in here anyway, boy? I'm afraid you're
going to pee your pants..."
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Katelyn
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 02:37 AM |
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Kate grinned slowly at the boy's response and his reaction, her eyes flashing in amusement and pity at his seemingly naive behavior. It was almost
scary sometimes how much she enjoyed the discomfort of others, but she would be lying to say she didn't enjoy making people feel cornered like this.
Her gaze slipped down obviously to the crotch of his pants, pursing her lips when she didn't see anything noticeable. "Mm, it doesn't seem as though
the sight of that woman's turning you on, kid... It's alright, just let your feelings flow," she said, smirking wickedly. "Unless, of course, you'd
rather a man be standing there..."
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Sean
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 02:45 AM |
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He was in a corner here. It seemed like these two woman wanted to eat him alive and rip off his flesh, maybe dine on it with that naked woman there
who seemed to ignoring them all. He cleared his throat again, “Uh, no no don’t think I will go in my pants, haven’t done that since
childhood. What? Oh, project, had to come. Huh? No, I uh, no, I like females just fine. Yeah.” He took a slow step back, eyes wide as he
looked from one girl to the other.
“I should . . . I should . . . really go . . . now, really.” He would make up something for his paper. Or maybe even get out of it
entirely. He never used his beliefs as any sort of excuse before, but this was one time he would not hesitate to do so.
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Cheyenne
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 03:00 AM |
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"Go? Don't go so soon-" She muttered, moving over to him as a tattoo'd arm wrapped around his shoulder, peircing rubbing against his side as she
smirked. "If you've got an assignment to do, then you should do it. We'll even help-" Oh, go volunteering strangers, why not?
"If you liked females so much anyway, you shouldn't have a problem staying here, would you big guy? I think I'm more of a man than you are, but hey.
We've all got our faults." Well then. She could only grin, turning him about sharply as she forced him to look at the naked woman still fighting with
those giant penises. "What does... this make you think?"
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Katelyn
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 03:11 AM |
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She grinned widely, her gaze secure on the guy as he scrambled to find an excuse to leave, but he was effectively trapped by the other girl's smooth
maneuvering to his side. "Oh no, you can't leave yet. How would it look to your professor if you showed up to class without your assignment? Tsk, tsk,
mustn't slack off now," she said. She moved smoothly to his side, brushing her index finger along his shoulder for the briefest of moments as she
flashed him a wink. "I'm Kate, by the way. Now, big boy... search deep within yourself to find the meaning of the art."
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Sean
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 03:20 AM |
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He was not going to be able to leave. That girl wrapping an arm around him and pulling him to her, pulling him back towards that spectacle
going on. “You . . .more of a man?” Was he seeing something wrong? Was she a man? Had she been a man? Oh Holy God he was loosing his
mind, no way this woman had once been a man, it was just that he was being bombarded with so many things right now is all. Two stunning woman with
viper tongues and one naked chick with two dicks chained to her. It was one crazy day.
That other girl coming to his other side . . . touching him. Both asking to tell them the meaning. But he was a little preoccupied.
“Deep?” Go deep. Oh he would like to go deep inside . . . Oh Heavenly Father above give me strength to overcome temptation as you
overcame so many times.
He cleared his throat again. Maybe he was getting sick? There were colds going around, yes, think of all the sickness going around and that poor
woman you visited yesterday in the hospital. He wondered what she had looked like young and healthy. Had she looked like Kate or this other girl?
Had she once walked around with nipples poking out and just asking for him to reach out . . .
Oh he was a sick man. He swallowed hard. “Kate. Sean.” He shifted and wished he could pull away from them, but he was in a man meat
sandwich here. “Uh . . . well . . . if it is suppose . . . suppose to be . . . that . . . “ He stopped to clear his throat again, trying
to think like his art teacher went on and on about endlessly, finding those deeper meanings. All the while just letting his gaze lock above
the woman’s head. “Maybe she . . . uh . . . is fighting to be . . . free . . . of . . . those things.” There, he said something.
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Cheyenne
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 03:34 AM |
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"Cheyenne." Hey, if introductions were going around she wouldn't be left out, after all - brows raising as Kate asked him to find any meanig at all in
it. Holding him there and refusing to let him back off at all until he said at least something.
But what he said just wasn't enough, brows raising at him. "Struggling? Perhaps she's a slave to the cock-" Hah. "I feel her pain. Sometimes I'm such
a slave to the cock too-" Oh, sigh. She couldn't help but laugh, bumping the boy to let him nearly run into the girl still struggling, struggling with
laughing at this point - she could tell. "How does it make you feel? Or do you only feel down.. there?"
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Katelyn
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 03:45 AM |
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Kate had to bite down hard on her bottom lip to keep from laughing, both at this guy - Sean - and the comment Cheyenne had just made about the moving
art. It didn't help either that the other girl was testing Sean's perseverance by bumping him around and keeping her hand on him. She rolled her eyes
at the guy's description of the art, almost impatient with his insecurities and awkwardness.
"A slave to the cock... aren't we all, at times? Were girls ever a slave to your cock, Sean?" Kate asked, feigning innocence in her voice -
hah! - as she turned her eyes to him.
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Sean
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 03:51 AM |
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“Cheyenne.” He nodded. Like a zombie now just being led by these two, no control anymore it seemed. He had not had any lunch either, so
that was another thing, he was just weak from lack of food. Yeah, that was a nice reason. He would go with that. Slave. Cock. His cock. All
these words just going right where they wanted them too. He shifted uncomfortably and tried to ease back away from this live naked female.
“You. . . ah . . . really now? Well . . . if you ah . . . feel the need to pray about that I would be glad to kneel with you.” Yes,
think of God Almighty the Savior above who reached down from heaven to wash away the sins of the world. “My cock? What?” Had he just
went from speaking about prayer to asking about his own dick?
How did it all make him feel? Like he wanted to push one of them, either one would do, up against a wall, pull out that object they were speaking of,
and get some sort of relief from the strain he had been holding in for so long. “I . . . really now that is not . . . “ Why was this one
pressed all upon him like that?
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Cheyenne
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 03:58 AM |
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This kid was hilarous, honestly. She wanted to just trap him in a cage and take him out to taunt whenever she felt down. His nervousness was just
making her day, about busting over as Kate brought the conversation to his cock. The flush on the boy's face hilarous, making sure not to let go of
him now as long as he'd keep acting this uncomfortable with it.
"Pray about it? Kneel with me? Are you coming onto me church boy? Is that how you say fuck in jesus talk?" Well hey, she couldn't fight saying that
one - patting his shoulder with a small chuckle that grew louder as he stammed on about his cock. "Not what? Kosher? Come on bible boy, adam and eve
were naked weren't they? I'm sure 'god' wouldn't mind you checking out a hot broad for an assignment. At least we've got a reason for your prudeness
now, hm? I think we've got a baby bible thumper here, Kate."
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Katelyn
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 04:08 AM |
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As he began sputtering on about religious actions and deeds, Kate raised an eyebrow, growing more amused with him by the second. She gave Cheyenne a
knowing glance, adding a smirk before she raised her hand and placed it on his arm, pretending to be friendly but only doing it to embarrass him more.
"Oh Sean, child, you can't walk into an art gallery as... meaningful as this one without leaving your reservations at the door. After all, didn't da
Vinci paint nude men and women in religious context? What's so different about this, hm?"
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Sean
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 04:23 AM |
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Frankly he would have looked a little cage right now, somewhere to go hide and get away from all this insanity. Was it all really happening anyway?
Was it just a few minutes ago he was walking casually along the street without any worry over naked females? What happened to the peace of the
morning jog he had today. Though even there he still ran into a woman. Why was this happening to him so much lately? He could go no where without
boobs being jammed in his face it seemed.
He was so close to a breaking point, he knew it. Knew it would happen soon if he did not get out of this place, away from these women. He should go
away for a while. Go on some sort of solitary confident as soon as summer go here. But could he last that long? Make it that long here in this
city?
Kosher? Why did she say kosher? He was not Jewish. He listened to her go on, just shaking his head. “I am not a prude.” See, he said
that without the slightest stutter! Maybe things were getting better. “Nor a baby bible thumper, I’m Mormon.” He turned to Kate,
standing straighter and trying to get some sort of dignity back. “I do not believe this . . . this . . . “ He had no words for it.
“Is any way . . . rel . . . relevant to a Da Vinci, who was an artist, this . . . “ Well he just could not even look anymore. Instead
looking down at his feet and shifting them about.
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Cheyenne
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| posted on 4-14-2008 at 04:34 AM |
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Boobs would always be in his face, they liked to show off, after all. Especially hers, flouncing around without a bra on to let the world see those
happy little nipples of hers. Piercings too, not helping those little puppies to stand on edge. Of course she liked it, she was quite the attention
whore after all. She could just see his breaking point all over, watching as he tried not to correct her on all the things she'd said only to admit to
the greatest thing she'd ever heard.
He was Mormon.
She truly did bust out laughing then, slumping against him in near tears of laughter before she could even compose herself, pulling her mind back
together with a deep breathe, forcing herself to just think straight for a moment and... "So when are you getting your own planet, boy?" Hah. She just
couldn't help it. "You're going to need so many wives for it too, you better get used to naked chicks, they'll be running around you all the time!"
Before she could go on though, Kate began making points about Da Vinci, Cheyenne obviously beaming with pride before she pulled back, giving Sean a
quick shove for defining 'art' as it was, before just pulling up her shirt. Back facing to them, of course - all those da vinci tattoo's on display
for him, quite a few naked women and men, including a fetus, mixed in the display. "She's right you know-" She couldn't help but smirk back at him
and that gawking face, "This can be art, and that can be art-" Motioning to the live sculpture before them. "You've just got to open up your eyes,
Mormon boy." Ah. New name.
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