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Post by Lynn Nowako on Dec 23, 2010 22:53:40 GMT -5
Lynn walked down the beach, it was a surprisingly warm day what with fall coming on and all. It seemed that the majority of the city dwellers were out on the beach attempting to catch a few rays. The bluenette wasn't in a bathing suit, for she couldn't really swim and thus didn't plan on trying. Instead, she spread out a small towel and took out her most recent book about an island of animals shrouded in a mystic fog. Soon enough, the young teen was pulled into the story as she was prone to do and completely forgot the world around her.
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Post by locke on Dec 23, 2010 23:15:02 GMT -5
Locke positively loved days like this. It was warm and sunny, and the residents of Hatsu Itonami were hurrying to finish up their tans before the leaves started to fall and the water became too cold to use as an excuse for lounging out in the sand. On this particular fine day, the albino had actually opted for a new sort of apparel, namely a bikini that was just about the farthest thing from modest as a swimsuit could get. So far, the results were quuite amusing. All of the men seemed to be unable to control their eyes from wandering toward Locke, causing many of their female companions to give them indignant and suspicious looks. The albino simply put a little more swing in her step, causing her hips to sway and her long ponytail to swish back and forth. The tall, busty Briton was looking for someone with whom to lavish her affections; someone that would surprise the bollocks off of the fools who stared at her, and there she was. A little blue-haired darling of a girl, stretched out on a towel and reading a book. She wasn't even in a swimsuit. With a sly grin, Locke sidled up behind the girl and knelt, placing a hand on each of the bluenette's shoulders and beginning to massage.
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Post by Lynn Nowako on Dec 24, 2010 0:40:42 GMT -5
Lynn was slowly drawn out of her little world as contact with another person became apparent. She blinked, the amount of cognitive thought increasing until she managed to fully withdraw from the book and get enough wherewithal to look around.
When she did, she almost screamed. Sitting behind her (and very very close) was an albino Tora with the skimpiest bikini Lynn had ever seen as well as the largest breasts. The little Ookami dropped her book in surprise, swiftly turning her head back around. She didn't like this. "Um... m-miss?" She stuttered out, beginning to feel the prickling of tears forming. "C-could you please s-stop that?" Her voice was shaking, but she wasn't sure if this woman would be able to tell if it was from terror or not.
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Post by locke on Dec 24, 2010 1:16:01 GMT -5
"But you're so tense..." coaxed Locke, easing up on the massage and scooting back just a little. On normal circumstances, it would have sent the albino reeling with laughter to see the occurrence of someone turning around to basically get a faceful of boob. However, this pretty little blue-haired girl looked like she might start crying, and that could escalate to screaming. Being labeled with the stigma of child molestor was not on Locke's to-do list, so easing up was the current solution. "You're on the beach, hun, so you should be relaxing. I'm just here to help you do it."
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Post by Lynn Nowako on Dec 24, 2010 1:53:34 GMT -5
"P-please stop..." She whimpered out, close to crying by this point. She had been taken from her world far too quickly and now she was in this position and no one was helping but EVERYONE was staring. Her cheeks and eyes were burning with restrained tears. Lynn didn't know why this woman wasn't stopping when she had asked, wasn't that what you were supposed to do? So despite the 'relaxing massage' the Ookami found herself tensing up a bit to keep the tears back.
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Post by locke on Dec 24, 2010 2:06:33 GMT -5
Seeing that the massage was bound to do nothing more than get her in trouble, Locke removed her hands from the girl's shoulders and repositioned herself to sit beside her. One of her pale hands wandered up and began playing with the pretty blue locks of the stranger's hair as the albino looked down at her.
"Why are you so up-tight?" she asked, pouting a little. "I love getting a massage while I'm reading. In fact, it helps me do my homework more efficiently. You might find that your reading experience is a whole lot more... exotic with a massage to go along with it."
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Post by Lynn Nowako on Dec 24, 2010 23:08:37 GMT -5
Lynn was freaking out. She read the newspapers and she wasn't stupid, she knew what sexual predators could be like. She had heard of pedophiles. She was pretty sure at that moment that she was going to get raped. Maybe not now, but she'd be glancing over her shoulder when she set off for home. She kept stuttering though, keeping her gaze averted and her body tense, a few tears beginning to leak out. "Ple-" A sniffle as more tears started falling. "Please stop. I h-" A hiccup. "Have a boyfriend!" By this point she was crying, really and truly crying.
Through her tears she had to voice one worry, her voice timid. "A-are you going to rape me?"She sniffled again, more tears falling.
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Post by locke on Dec 24, 2010 23:32:03 GMT -5
Locke's hand dropped immediately. She had no idea that such an intelligent-looking girl would end up getting scared so easily. The albino placed her hand on the girl's shoulder again, but for reassurance, not for flirtation.
"No, I'm not going to rape you," answered Locke, her face softening a good deal. "Please... please stop crying. I was only having a little fun, that's all. So many men were staring, and I wanted to do something a little crazy..." And then her pale, toned arms were around the little Ookami, trying to cradle and soothe her; anything to get her to stop that sobbing. It was just too cute to bear!
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Post by Lynn Nowako on Dec 25, 2010 0:01:56 GMT -5
Lynn 'eeped' as she was pulled unceremoniously into the woman cleavage. The tears weren't even close to stopping by this, instead she cried harder. The thought of her getting raped was only solidified by the actions and she quaked in the albino's hold. She wanted to shout for help but she was pretty sure that the massive breasts counted as soundproofing and thus no one would hear her.
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Post by locke on Dec 25, 2010 1:01:12 GMT -5
At this point, Locke was just about ready to panic. Normally, she absolutely loved to make people uncomfortable, but this girl was too... too undeserving of torture.
"I'm sorry, okay?" tried the albino in a desperate attempt to stop the flow of tears that was now snaking its way between her breasts and down to her navel. "I didn't mean to scare you, just please calm down!" Unconsciously, the busty Tora began to hug a bit tighter, which turned out to be quite the wrong thing to do as she heard a little 'twang' that was accompanied by a sudden relief of pressure on Locke's back. Unnoticeable by the blue-haired girl currently nestled in the albino's bosom, said albino's eyes widened considerably.
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Post by Lynn Nowako on Dec 25, 2010 1:47:39 GMT -5
Lynn's crying died down after a few moments, after all, the woman had apologized and given her a hug... maybe she wasn't all bad? The little girl had also noted folded bills between the breasts, and while she was curious she had a feeling she might not want to know about them. Still, ice-cream could clear the woman's name. The blunette wiped at her eyes as best she could from her current position, still feeling the stares on her back. Tentatively, she gave a hug back, trying to let the woman know all was forgiven since she was pretty sure her voice would be impossible to hear.
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Post by locke on Dec 25, 2010 2:00:52 GMT -5
Locke breathed a sigh of relief as she felt the girl put her arms around the albino in a return hug. She gave the blue-haired Ookami's back a pat or two and let go a little to let her have some breathing room. There was a moment of hesitation at the fact that her bikini strap had just bitten the sand, but Locke figured that if the poor little one had already been inadvertantly smashed into her cleavage, there was no real worry in what she'd see now. Besides, they were both female; it wasn't like either of them hadn't seen boobs before.
"I really am sorry," continued Locke, reaching down and grabbing the small wad of spare cash that was about to fall out. The bikini had really been the only thing providing enough pressure to keep the bills in place, and it was only the sheer force of society that kept anyone from reaching into the obvious storage spot, anyway. "I suppose I should know your name, or would you prefer me to just leave?"
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Post by Lynn Nowako on Dec 25, 2010 2:14:22 GMT -5
Lynn averted her eyes from the albino, looking down at her lap as she was prone to do. "N-no, it's fine... My name's Lynn, Lynn Nowako." She mumbled, "And you are?" She prompted, glancing up to meet the albino's eyes only because it was the polite thing to do.
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Post by locke on Dec 25, 2010 2:22:27 GMT -5
Locke smiled down at Lynn and crossed her arms over her chest. It wouldn't do much, but if Lynn was willing enough to exchange names, the least the albino could do was make it easier to avoid being swallowed by her cleavage's black hole powers. Locke sometimes wondered if she was worse than the infamous Mai Valentine.
"The name's Locke," she answered. "It's nice to meet you, Lynn. It's just too bad we had to meet like this." After a moment's thought, the Brit got an idea. "Say, is there any way I can try and make it up to you? I don't like to traumatize a good sport like you without a little reimbersement."
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Post by Lynn Nowako on Dec 25, 2010 2:36:09 GMT -5
Lynn blinked in surprise, she HAD had a hankering for ice cream for a while now, but no money to buy it with. Maybe Locke would... "Uh, well..." She began, poking her index fingers together out of habit. "Could we get some ice cream, maybe?" It was a poor suggestion, she supposed, but she really REALLY wanted ice cream.
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