Ashley Merek
Resident of Drakesville
Hottie/Sweetheart/Musician[M:0]
Posts: 61
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Post by Ashley Merek on Jan 7, 2008 17:54:26 GMT -5
Ashley got the taxi to drop her on the clifftop road from where she walked down the winding cliff path to the beach below. Halfway down, where the grass became sandy, she slipped off her pink pumps and went barefoot. Even though it was winter, she was wearing a short denim mini-skirt, a pink turtle neck sweater and a long grey cardigan. When she was down on the beach the found a little cove, sheltered from the wind, and sat down to wait.
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Post by Patrick Gunn on Jan 7, 2008 18:02:39 GMT -5
The roar of his dual wheeled, diesel Dodge truck was heard in the gravel parkinglot right beside the beach...Pat was wearing his brown cowboy boots, and his tight wrangler rodeo bootcut bluejeans, and his black belt with his large silver, gold outlined beltbuckle with a large golden P in the middle of it and a bullrider in the behind of it engraved. He also wore a shortsleeve white dixie outfitters t-shirt with a Whitetail deer on the back of it and a black and green John deere hat on his head. He had a can of dip in his pocket, a pack of camel full flavored and a lighter in his side pocket, and his keys, and his cellphone and a pocket knife were also in his junked up pockets. He had a pair of trunks on under this, and a towel with him as he headed out of his truck, sliding his keys into his pocket.. He then walked to the bare part of the beach, seeing Ashley, he smiled, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist, slowly flicking his tounge into her ear.. "Hey baby." he said in a flirtacious tone.. Heck, maybe being single wouldnt be so bad afterall.
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Ashley Merek
Resident of Drakesville
Hottie/Sweetheart/Musician[M:0]
Posts: 61
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Post by Ashley Merek on Jan 7, 2008 18:09:14 GMT -5
Ash jumped as pat came up behind her. "Don't make me jump like that, you big bully," she teased, playfully, pulling him around to face her. "I didn't think you were going to turn up for a second then." It wouldn't have been the first time Pat had stood her up. He'd done it all the time when they were dating.
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Post by Patrick Gunn on Jan 7, 2008 18:12:43 GMT -5
Pat smirked at her, as he slid his hands into her pockets rubbing around softly, he then pulled his hands out and looked at her. smiling a bit as he looked down at his boots engraved in the sand. He smiled at her once more as he raised his head, asking her "I wouldnt pass up an invite to see you in a bikini any time.." he said with a smirk, as he pulled his cigarette pack from his pocket, putting one in his lips as he put his pack away, taking out one of his dads old Zippo lighters and lighting it, putting his lighter away as he took a drag... blowing excess smoke out of his nose slowly.
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Ashley Merek
Resident of Drakesville
Hottie/Sweetheart/Musician[M:0]
Posts: 61
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Post by Ashley Merek on Jan 7, 2008 18:19:31 GMT -5
Ashley stood up, leaving her pumps on the ground, and slipped her cardigan off of her shoulders. "Y'see you could," she said seductively, walking closer to him. "...if I had a bikini with me, but I don't." She drew little patterns in the sand with her toe as she smiled sweetly up at Patrick.
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Post by Patrick Gunn on Jan 7, 2008 18:34:17 GMT -5
Patrick's eyes closed and he shivered just thinking about it.. "I'll be right back.." He said with a smile, "You can follow if you want.." He said with a seductive smirk, trying to hide his buldge in his pants, but unable to do so, as he headed towards his truck, opening the back door of the extended cab as he laid his trunks and towel in the back seat, he shut the door, and looked behind him, hoping to see Ashley.
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Ashley Merek
Resident of Drakesville
Hottie/Sweetheart/Musician[M:0]
Posts: 61
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Post by Ashley Merek on Jan 7, 2008 18:42:52 GMT -5
Ashley smiled to her self as she followed him over to his truck. She still had it, that was for sure. She hadn't been sure whether to suggest meeting up with Patrick today but when they'd split up, they'd promised to still see each other. She stopped when they reached his truck and she leaned sexily against the paintwork. "So, what are we over here for?"
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Post by Patrick Gunn on Jan 7, 2008 19:10:58 GMT -5
Patrick looked at her, somewhat licking his lips as he smirked.. "Well, I dont know.. We could hang out in my truck, if you'd like.." He said with a smirk as he opened the door to the back part of his cab for her, climbing into the back of the extended cab and waiting for her to join him, he scooted the front chairs up as far as they'd go, and the back chairs back as far as they'd go.. He smirked at her, patting his lap..
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Ashley Merek
Resident of Drakesville
Hottie/Sweetheart/Musician[M:0]
Posts: 61
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Post by Ashley Merek on Jan 7, 2008 19:15:45 GMT -5
Ashley laughed. She'd expected as much. She stood watching him, her arms folded across her pink sweater. The truck had not changed one little bit since the last time they'd "hung out" in their. She rasied an eyebrow, looking at him appraisingly, then giggled and climbed up onto the back seat. "Pat, I don't want nothing serious wit ya, not again..." She hoped he'd understood what she was saying.
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Post by Patrick Gunn on Jan 7, 2008 19:22:09 GMT -5
Pat closed his eyes as she entered his truck, he then acknowledged her comments about them.. He nodded his head slowly.. "I know, Ash.. I know.." He said as he looked at her once more, the buldge in his pants noticeable as he looked back to her bare tanned legs.. in that skirt.. Woah.. He looked around, gulping as he scooted over, giving her room.
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Ashley Merek
Resident of Drakesville
Hottie/Sweetheart/Musician[M:0]
Posts: 61
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Post by Ashley Merek on Jan 7, 2008 19:29:08 GMT -5
She shut the truck door behind her and turned to face him. As he scooted over she grabbed the front of his tshirt and held him still. "Hey, why're you running away from me?" she said, in a silvery voice. She made a big spectical of crossing her legs, no doubt showing him a flash of the lacy black underwear she had on. She leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "Come on Big Gunn, show me you've still got what it takes to make me scream..."[/i] She leaned back again, smiling innocently.
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Post by Patrick Gunn on Jan 7, 2008 19:38:50 GMT -5
Patrick smiled at her, she didnt have to offer it to him twice, he then scooted himself closer and almost drove himself mad by staring at those black lace panties.. His hands slid up her olive tanned legs and then opened her legs apart from one another, slowly sliding his hand up to her inner thigh, rubbing her crotch area of her black silky panties gently.. "I think I do have what it takes."
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Ashley Merek
Resident of Drakesville
Hottie/Sweetheart/Musician[M:0]
Posts: 61
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Post by Ashley Merek on Jan 7, 2008 19:43:48 GMT -5
Ash gasped slightly as he rubbed her crotch. When they'd been together she'd been used to sex almost everyday so the months without him had been almost unbearable. She placed her small, soft hand on his bicep and traced the curve of his shoulder, sliding her hand inside his tshirt. "It's not enough to think you have what it takes. I need proof."
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Post by Patrick Gunn on Jan 7, 2008 19:49:19 GMT -5
Pat smirked as his hand slowly tugged her panties down to her ankles, and then her skirt followed. He looked at her as he unbuckled his beltbuckle, and slid his pants down to his ankles, and then stepped out of them after sliding his boots off. He then stepped up between her legs in just his boxers, he slowly pulled his large snake out of his boxer whole, normally used for urinating as he slid his head of his member up and down her moist slit gently.. "Oh... I always have, and always will.. and you know that.."
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Ashley Merek
Resident of Drakesville
Hottie/Sweetheart/Musician[M:0]
Posts: 61
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Post by Ashley Merek on Jan 7, 2008 19:56:20 GMT -5
Ashley couldn't help but go all shivery. She slid her hands up over his toned chest under his shirt and lay her head back, he dark brown curls falling over her shoulders. "I know Patrick, and believe me, I've missed it..." Seductively she lay back across the truck seat, pulling him down on top of her. "Take me," she whispered, her breath uneven.
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