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Post by J I N G O on Jul 13, 2010 13:32:46 GMT -5
"Ah. Okay then." Ithaca said and gave a quick nod to Vincenzo, who began driving in the direction of Thorn's house. Yeah. Every single member in the Mafia knew exactly where he lived. They were keeping an eye on him.
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Post by amaterasu on Jul 13, 2010 13:38:18 GMT -5
Thorn looked out the window as the limo headed toward his house. Or well, his brother's office. Same thing. He wondered what Jagger and Victorique were doing at the moment. Then he realized he probably didn't want to know. He glanced at Ithaca out of the corner of his eyes. He wondered if they were now friends with benefits, or if she was expecting something more from him. Or maybe she decided he was terrible and didn't want anything to do with him whatsoever. He hoped it wasn't the last one, for multiple reasons.
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Post by J I N G O on Jul 13, 2010 13:40:15 GMT -5
Ithaca watched as they approached the building where Thorn lived. When Vincenzo parked, she asked Thorn, "Do you want me to come in with you? Just in case you need an excuse?" she asked. That was not the reason. But you know.
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Post by amaterasu on Jul 13, 2010 13:46:24 GMT -5
Thorn was fairly certain he didn't need an excuse. But he still found himself saying, "My brother is probably working or sleeping, but you can come in anyway if you want." He was actually pretty tempted to bring the girl into his brother's office so they could fuck, just to get back at him for stealing his bed, but that would be pretty mean. Besides, he wasn't sure if that was even going to happen. He didn't know what the hell was going on. So he jut got out of the limo and gave a questioning look to Ithaca, wondering what she was doing.
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Post by J I N G O on Jul 13, 2010 13:48:36 GMT -5
Ithaca got out of the car, severely wishing that she wasn't wearing this ridiculous dress. She wished she was wearing her very comfortable hooker clothes. Now that they weren't at a party, she had no problem with taking the lead up to the doors to the building where Thorn totally lived.
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Post by amaterasu on Jul 13, 2010 13:51:24 GMT -5
Thorn followed after Ithaca, pulling a key out of his pocket to open the door to the building. He let Ithaca in then locked the door again. He led the way to his apartment he shared with his brother, in case Ithaca had forgotten the path, and tried to see if it was open. It was. He stepped in and let Ithaca in before closing and locking the door behind him. "Thirsty? Hungry?" he questioned.
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Post by J I N G O on Jul 13, 2010 13:54:05 GMT -5
Ithaca shook her head at both of the questions. She wasn't thirsty. Or hungry. Actually, yes she was. She was HUNGERING FOR SEX. *laughs.* She was in one of her quiet moods. But she was still a sexual deviant. And Vincenzo could wait(;
it's weird roleplaying a sexual deviant.
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Post by amaterasu on Jul 13, 2010 13:59:11 GMT -5
"Alright then." Thorn responded and wandered over to the fridge. He got himself a bottle of water and almost downed the whole thing before putting it back in the fridge. Then he quietly opened the door to the bedroom and squeezed inside. He came back a few minutes later with a blanket (stolen from his brother) and secretly, a condom are two. Yeah. He has his own secret stash. He hoped down on the couch and threw the blanket on the other end. He was done with its crap until he was ready to sleep. Which something told him Ithaca wasn't going to let him.
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Post by J I N G O on Jul 13, 2010 14:03:20 GMT -5
Ithaca sent a text to Vincenzo telling him to go and take a drive, and that she'd be busy. Vincenzo wasn't terribly bright. He thought they were having dinner together. Not sex. She didn't want to seem crazy and obsessive... buuuut she went over and sat down on Thorn's lap with her legs TOTALLY SPREAD APART around him. Yep.
i have such an issue with sexual deviants.
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Post by amaterasu on Jul 13, 2010 14:10:57 GMT -5
Vincenzo abuse.
Thorn smirked, glad that he had guessed correctly and CAME PREPARED.
In the morning, Jagger woke up early...or well, probably usual time for him, and headed out into the main room. He closed the bedroom door quietly, hoping not to wake Victorique up, and listened to see if his brother was there. He heard his brother's breath come steadily. He was still asleep. But he was startled when he heard the breathing of someone else from the same direction Thorn came from. Well, he was never sitting on that couch again.
Trying not to wake either of them up, Jagger made his way sightlessly over to the fridge and grabbed something to drink.
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Post by J I N G O on Jul 13, 2010 14:14:54 GMT -5
Victorique woke up to find Jagger gone. Before having a major panic attack, she decided to get up and check the rest of the apartment. She walked out of the bedroom and saw two naked people on the couch. Scarred. For. Life. She recognized them as Thorn and that girl from yesterday. She averted her eyes and walked into the kitchen, finally finding Jagger. She made her entrance known by hugtackling him.
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Post by amaterasu on Jul 13, 2010 14:19:14 GMT -5
Jagger heard Victorique walk in and her suddenly rapid footsteps. That gave him time to prepare to be raped, so he didn't drop his drink. "Hey." Jagger said, turning his neck to peck her on the cheek. He then turned back to the cupboards and decided to eat the first thing he came across. Which happened to be an apple.
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Post by J I N G O on Jul 13, 2010 14:22:16 GMT -5
"Hiya!" Victorique said, getting off of him and slipping in front of him instead. She put her arms around his waist and stood up on her toes to kiss his lips lightly. "Well, I think your brother is pretty much over me." she said, thinking of the girl and Thorn.
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Post by amaterasu on Jul 13, 2010 14:26:15 GMT -5
Jagger set his drink on the counter in front of him (or well, now behind his girlfriend) and wrapped his now free arm around her waist. "So I hear," Jagger commented, "Who is she?" He took a bite of his apple and chewed it slowly, his thoughts full of his brother and his new girl.
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Post by J I N G O on Jul 13, 2010 14:27:58 GMT -5
"I have no idea." Victorique admitted. "But she's really pretty." she said. The girl was very beautiful. She was wearing slut clothes yesterday, so clearly, she knew that she was beautiful. Victorique wondered what kind of girl she was. Hopefully Thorn wouldn't get AIDS.
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