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Post by Jester on Oct 5, 2008 2:05:05 GMT -5
"Oh really? Well you'll never see your Daddy again and a bit of a shame too." With his left hand, Jester removed the lower half of his mask to show his lips. A sweet little girl like her will be a fun toy to have around with him. "I'm guess that mean your a good little girl and followed what your Daddy said. Does that mean you never kissed a boy?" His face got in closer and closer. He was close enough for her to see his eyes behind his mask but still hard to make out what color they were.
His right hand went down to her lap and rubbed on it too while his lips were only an inch away from her lips. "I bet your a bad girl under all that good. After all, all little good girls have a inner bad side that wants to come out and play." He stayed were he was as he kept rubbing her leg.
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Post by Jasmine Leigh Markus on Oct 5, 2008 2:13:31 GMT -5
Jasmine felt her skin crawl as he touched her. Why was he taking off his mask? It wasn't that she like the mask, but it had made her feel safer, sort of a protection between them. She didn't like him taking parts of it off. "Um..." She didn't know what to say. Was it a rhetorical question? Was she supposed to answer? She had to remind herself to be polite. "Yes, that's what it means."
She shook her head violently. "No, I'm good. I don't hurt people and- And I don't..." She trailed off, unsure what she was saying as she realized just how close he was. She had a bad side, but it usually only went as far as not wanting to play with her little sister. She wasn't bad. And she didn't like the way he was touching her. She really was scared now.
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Post by Jester on Oct 6, 2008 0:16:21 GMT -5
"Who said being bad has to end up hurting people? Is it wrong for a person to feel good?" Jester could tell that he was getting to her. Slowly, but sure. Bit by bit. He just wondered how long she could last like this. But something like this was a bit of a tease for him. His heart raced and his blood moving all around. Such a cute face that she had. She looked like one of those really sweet tasting fruit that are one out of a hundred.
Just an inch apart from her lips. This drove him a little bad. His hands started to shake a bit. 15 and a sweet hearted girl. His eyes widen, it almost left like his mind was about to go crazy. He licked his upper lips he kept looking at her into her eyes. "Just.... Give in to it my sweet flower." His head inched forword. He wanted to taste those lips of her's. His lips would met her's unless she moved away from it.
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Post by Jasmine Leigh Markus on Oct 6, 2008 1:49:07 GMT -5
Jasmine swallowed. She wasn't liking this at all. She was scared out of her wits. What was he doing? "No! Bad things are just... Bad. There's nothing else but... baddness..." She was stuttering now, her mind a total mess.
She pouted as he told her to give in. She didn't want to give in. She wanted to kick him and punch him and make him leave her alone, but as she was against a wall, she could only shy away a bit before his lips met hers. A burning that wasn't hatred or fear shot through her.
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Post by Jester on Oct 6, 2008 17:52:15 GMT -5
Jester moved back abit, away form the new girl. He was maybe two feet away from her as he puts his lower mask back on. He just laughed at Jasmine for a bit as he just found this funny. "Sooner or later little one, you will give him like the rest of us did long before." Jester bowed a little and went on his way down the hall. But he then stopped and turned around. "Oh right I forgot. Welcome to the house of hell."
Turning back around, he went on his way down the hall. Oh fun, more and more of them just keep coming in and more and more of them got mad. He just wondered when she would give in to her own dark side while in this house. For Jester when he first walked in, he knew from the start what was going to happen and by god this was a curse and a blessing.
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