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Post by elle on Dec 10, 2009 0:57:15 GMT -5
 BUT I NEVER FELT SO MUCH LIFE & THAN TONIGHT HUDDLED IN THE TRENCHES,& gazing on the battle field, our rifles blaze away[/color] ,[/size] ---------------------------------------------------------------------
Since Noah had moved to San Francisco life had been good. Things had been quiet, not drama, no nothing. This was the way Noah liked it. Well, that all ended recently. First her goes to the gun range to let off a little steam and ends up getting shot by a trigger happy novice. Seriously, who thought it was a good idea to give that sorority girl a gun? she could have done a whole lot more damage than she did. Not that another scar bothered Noah. he had had plenty already, but who comes back from Afghanistan to get shot at here at home? Noah figured this was going to be a staple in his life, he was just going to keep getting shot at. If that was the case why didn't he just re enlist and go back over seas, at least then he'd get to shoot back.
Once he'd moved past the accident at the range he had tried to take a load off in China Town, the one place that always made him happy. Well, so much for that. Noah was apparently not meant to have a good day because every time he went out out to enjoy himself he ended up facing something he didn't want to. This incident was considerably worse than the gun. In fact, he would have rather let that little blond empty that entire revolver into him than run into Alyson. Yep, that's right, his wonderful ex-wife had made her way out to San Francisco, minus a husband and child. Seeing her made his heart break into a million pieces and again. Hearing that she was divorced, again, helped mend it just a little. Noah knew he shouldn't be thinking about getting back with someone who hurt him so bad, but for some reason he had never been able to stop loving her. It took every ounce of self control he had to keep himself from kissing her the minute he saw her.
The past few days had been like a bad soap opera and the only thing Noah could think to do was drink it away. That is how he found himself sitting at the bar in the Rouge Nightclub. "Another." He muttered to the bartender as he finished his fourth Guinness. The dark beer reminded him of better times. Times when he wasn't haunted by his past. It's sad when someone is fondly remembering their time in Iraq, and that is exactly what Noah was doing. He was even exploring the idea of going back. There was the option of re enlisting or he could just sign on with one of those security firms like Blackwater. Word through the grapevine is that the pay is incredible, and with the economy the way it is and Noah's inability to find a job, it was an option he needed to consider.
However, it wasn't something he had to consider right this minute. Noah pushed the thoughts to the back of his head as he reminded himself that he was here to push these thoughts away, to drown them out with alcohol. With that he picked up the fifth Guinness and downed it. "Another!" he called before turning around on the bar stool to survey the place. Maybe tonight would the night he'd finally pick up a girl. It had been quite a while since he'd been laid, and he could use a release. But, did he remember how to flirt? This night was going to be very interesting.
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Post by BELLADONNA WINCHESTER on Dec 10, 2009 9:15:29 GMT -5
a frown fell upon bella's face as she laid there on the large king size bed she shared with her so-called "husband". she was so fustrated. how on earth had her life turned out this way? sometimes she wished she could just go back in time, stop their parents from finding out she was pregnant, and maybe have an abortion before she ever told anyone. unfortunately though she didn't have the power to turn back time. it was ten o'clock at night and all she wanted to do was go to a nightclub and drink her problems away. that and get some intense sexual fulfillment from a random hottie. that was it, she had to go out. she could not stay here and suffocate like she felt like she was. quietly she slipped out of bed, shed her red silk night dress, and got changed into a very tight and skimpy black dress. her favourite black dress actually that would make the entire male gender drool.
the dress ended mid-thigh, with a slit up each side to her hip, and clung to her body like a second skin. it was strapless, and dipped down towards her bottom since it was backless as well. there was an invisable zipper down the front ( not literally invisable but practically unseen to the naked eye since it was so well hidden ) from the top of the dress to the bottom so that when undone the dress actually shed from bella's full curves. the upper portion of the dress covering her breasts was much like a corset since it pushed up her breasts, and also made them appear twice their naturally large size. they were practically falling out all on their own. that along with make-up and her wavy brunette hair spilling over her shoulders christina looked sexy as hell. just as she liked it. she grabbed a pair of strappy black high heels, put them on, and then grabbing her handbag she left the house with a deviously seductive smile upon her lips.
it didn't take too long to get to the nightclub. it was full and heaving. as soon as she walked in she could feel every man's eyes on her. with a grin upon her lips she subtly looked around as she headed for the bar. she spotted the perfect target. she hauled off her wedding and engagement rings ( they felt like chains to her ) and dumped them into her handbag before coming within sight of noah. she sat down beside him and ran a hand up his thigh as she gave him a flirtacious grin. no male could resist her and bella sure as hell knew it. besides, what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them. leaning over she brushed her lips against his neck before whispering seductively into his ear.
"you know i can make you feel better then any drink could..."
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Post by elle on Dec 11, 2009 15:38:36 GMT -5
BUT I NEVER FELT SO MUCH LIFE & THAN TONIGHT HUDDLED IN THE TRENCHES,& gazing on the battle field, our rifles blaze away [/color] ,[/size] ---------------------------------------------------------------------
Well, if Noah didn't remember how to flirt he certainly needed to figure it out and quick. Practically chewing on his tongue, He tried to figure out what to say to the beautiful creature that was running her hand up and down his inner thigh. Less time had passed than he had imagined by the the time Noah managed to speak. "Oh is that right?" He asked, a slight smirk on his face. "Noah Hamilton." He added, and held his hand out. Yep, if he was going to flirt he was going to do it the right way. Waking up next to some woman he didn't even have a name for did not sound like fun. "What's your name, gorgeous?" Sure, it wasn't the best line in the world, but from what he had come to understand lines weren't always the best idea. It was better to be yourself than some corny mess, right? Like it mattered if he was himself. This woman didn't seem to be out for anything other than a good time. While Noah wasn't use to that, he'd been drinking quite a bit and it sounded better and better the more he thought about it.
"Would you like to dance?" Noah hadn't actually danced with a woman since his wedding seven years ago, but he assumed he still had rhythm. how hard could it be right? He took her hand from his thigh and lead her into the crowd of dancers. As he did this he surveyed the other women around him and realized very quickly that he had the hottest girl in the club. all of the men were jealous that she had picked him and all of the women desperately wanted to look like her. So, what was a stunner like her doing with a dope like him? There were plenty of better looking guys in the club, all of which were drooling over her. Instead of trying to rationalize the situation, Noah pushed the thought to the back of his mind and decided to enjoy his night. This was his first real chance to have fun in months, maybe years. He wasn't about to let foul thoughts spoil it.
Turns out Noah had not forgotten how to dance. No, he wasn't the shining star in the crowd but he wasn't the guy in the corner who looked like he was having a seizure. His dancing was average, which was fine with him. No one would notice anyway. Everyone would be looking at her and the way she moved. How could they not. She was mesmerizing. With that thought he pulled her close to him and placed his hands on her hips. "You were right. I'm feeling better already." He whispered in her ear.
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Post by BELLADONNA WINCHESTER on Dec 11, 2009 19:26:01 GMT -5
"belladonna de costa."
she replied with a purr, a seductive smile upon her plush lips. okay, so it was her maiden name before she married, but hey, it didn't matter. away from that house, her husband, and her kid, she was belladonna de costa. she was only forced to be belladonna winchester when she was in that house, with family, or forced to go out with her husband or daughter. at least that was how bella saw it anyway. besides, it wasn't as if noah was going to find out unless he rifled through her handbag or was a cop and found out by calling his buddies at the police station. all her other one night stands had never found out so bella didn't see why this male would be any different. besides, he was rather hot. not in the supremely sexy adonis way, but still, he wasn't ugly at all. plus the fact he was trying to drown himself in alcohol definately made him an easy target for bella which is what she needed. she wanted a sure thing, and she didn't want to have to work a lot at it.
"i'd love to noah."
poor guy. what kind of mother named their kid noah? probably a hippie or something like that. he looked more like a darren or christof, or something more modern and sexy like that. still, she wasn't going to nit pick over anything. as long as he took her home and bedded her that was all that mattered to bella. she needed satisfaction. she needed to feel free again, and lately, she could only get that by partying all night, drinking all night, and having sex with hot male strangers. it was nothing against colton her husband. well, okay, so she was rebelling against him, their marriage, and all the crap that came with it but still, he shouldn't have knocked her up in the first place. it was his fault first. at least that was what bella told herself although somewhere deep down she knew it was really her fault.
taking his hand she followed him to the dance floor. she pressed her full figured curves against his body, swaying her hips as she grinded herself up against him. her hands ran up his strong back, a leg curled around his, and she dipped herself briefly, before continuing to grind against him. bella seduced the best when she was dancing. usually males could never keep their hands off her, and well, it often led to them kissing her whilst taking her out of the club. hearing him whisper into her ear she smirked flirtaciously, before leaning forward. she pressed her lips against his in a deep, passionate, and intense kiss. her tongue massaged his, her hand cupping his cheek whilst the other travelled down his chest and towards his crotch which she instantly began massaging. she was definately a sex kitten, and it was clear no man could really hold her down. at least not one she had met as of yet.
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