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Post by Miss Sinclaire on Mar 29, 2007 20:01:57 GMT -5
*Virginia saw the knob had a green ribbon on it, but knocked cautiously at the door in any case.*
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Post by Sylvia on Mar 29, 2007 20:04:24 GMT -5
*Sylvia answered the door, wearing little more than a black silk robe. She smiled to see Virginia.*
“Please come in. I am so glad you could make it.”
*She stepped aside to let her in.*
“Did you sleep well?”
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Post by Miss Sinclaire on Mar 29, 2007 20:08:17 GMT -5
*Virginia nodded cheerily, looking fresh as a daisy in one of her simple old white dresses.* "Yes, thank you. What am I learning today?"
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Post by Sylvia on Mar 29, 2007 20:10:10 GMT -5
*Sylvia gave a mischievous smile.*
“Hopefully quite a few things. But first, a lesson in anatomy. Would that be to your liking?”
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Post by Miss Sinclaire on Mar 29, 2007 20:12:39 GMT -5
"Certainly, but...I read all about anatomy the other day. In my book," *she explained.* "Should I go get it?" *she asked, moving as though to go back to the library.*
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Post by Sylvia on Mar 29, 2007 20:23:55 GMT -5
*Sylvia took Virginia’s wrist softly in her fingers, urging her to stay. She shook her head.*
“That won’t be necessary. I have something much better than books.”
*She released her hand and walked to the far wall, rapping against it softly.*
“Edouard, won’t you join us please?”
*A crack appeared in the wall and it opened to be a secret door. A young man came out. He was lean, late teens, pale with dark hair that was cut to fall about his face invitingly. His eyes were grey and piercing and his lips bowed delightfully. He wore trousers and suspenders over his plain white work shirt. Sylvia wrapped her arm around his shoulders, resting against him gently.*
“Edouard, this is Gin. Gin, this is Edouard.”
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Post by Miss Sinclaire on Mar 29, 2007 20:29:05 GMT -5
*Virginia smiled politely, but was a little restrained around the stranger.*
"Hello, Edouard," *she greeted him softly, curtseying to him, her dark eyes darting to Sylvia for a moment.*
What is she up to?
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Post by Sylvia on Mar 29, 2007 20:36:44 GMT -5
*Sylvia met her gaze with a raised brow and a pleased expression. Edouard stepped forward and took her hand gently, kissing it.*
“It’s my pleasure, mademoiselle.” *Sylvia took a position to the side of each of them, touching Virginia’s hand lightly. She smiled knowingly at the man.*
“Edouard is a friend. A very dear one. He has generously offered to help you learn more about men. Perhaps even more than I.”
*Edouard nodded and ran his tongue across his teeth as if thinking something naughty. Sylvia continued.*
“Are you ready to begin the lesson?”
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Post by Miss Sinclaire on Mar 29, 2007 20:38:29 GMT -5
*Virginia glanced at Edouard and felt a strange uneasiness--she knew not why.* He seems familiar... "Yes," *she said shortly, prepared to be taught whatever she needed to know.*
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Post by Sylvia on Mar 29, 2007 20:41:03 GMT -5
*The man looked between Sylvia and Virginia expectantly, his brow raised. Sylvia was caught off guard and turned to Virginia suddenly.*
“Oh forgive me, did you want to have the honor of undressing him, or should I?”
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Post by Miss Sinclaire on Mar 29, 2007 20:43:49 GMT -5
"Undress--oh!" *Realization dawned upon Virginia's face at what was expected of her and she stepped forward quickly, beginning to undress Edouard with all the brusque efficiency of a harried nurse. She lost her grip on one of the suspenders, which snapped back against the young man's skin.* "Oh, I'm sorry--did I hurt you?" *she asked worriedly, fumbling with a button.*
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Post by Sylvia on Mar 29, 2007 20:58:53 GMT -5
*Edouard looked up to Sylvia with a hopeless smile and she returned it for a moment before stepping forward and placing her hand on Virginia’s shoulder.*
“This may be an anatomy lesson, but that does not mean there isn’t time to learn other things. Everything that you share with a man should be towards the same goal. If you rush, he will think you are thinking of the next man. You should be here, in the moment, only with him.”
*She pressed his should gently, turning him towards her slightly. She focused her gaze on him intently, although her head was lowered. Her hands traced over his chest lightly, invitingly. Gracefully, her fingers slipped beneath the suspenders, tugging then slowly over his shoulders. She didn’t look back to Virginia as she continued.
“He should be the only man in your world. He must know that bringing him pleasure is the only thing you desire.”
*Her mouth fell open softly as her fingers began loosing the buttons of his shirt. Her breathing lifted her bosom provocatively against him as she did so.*
“You must want him, crave him…but not be in a rush to have him. He is worth taking time to have.”
*Edouard stood quietly, trying not to be effected by the memories of past encounters. He wore his smile gratefully. Sylvia paused about halfway down and turned to Virginia.*
“Would you like to try?”
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Post by Miss Sinclaire on Mar 29, 2007 21:11:50 GMT -5
*Virginia nodded silently and stepped forward to try again.*
"Forgive me," *she said to Edouard, quietly, as she knelt before him to place the rest of the buttons at her eye level, unconsciously wetting her lips with the tip of her tongue and lightly biting the fuller swell of the lower as she concentrated on the task at hand. She tugged his shirttails untucked and then rose to her feet, her hands trailing back up the young man's bare chest, moving over his shoulders to push the shirt from him, off his arms and down his back.
That taken care of, she knelt once more and reached for the fly of his pants, glancing shortly at Sylvia before steeling herself and gently undoing the first button, then the second. Her eyes darted up to meet Edouard's, and he smiled at her. Virginia found courage in this and let her hands lightly trace the heated outline of his arousal through his trousers, almost prodding it curiously before she found the last button and then tugged his pants down and off his hips and sat back on her heels to observe from rather startlingly close range.*
"Well," *she said, blinking slightly.*
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Post by Sylvia on Mar 29, 2007 21:32:42 GMT -5
*Edouard stepped out of his trousers gracefully, quite entertained by the whole process. He looked to Sylvia, who spoke plainly.*
“Well…Gin…this is the nude male. I am sure that your studies yesterday gave you some idea of the physical applications, but this is an excellent opportunity to examine the less known erogenous zones. Although men are known for thinking with one thing, it does not mean that they cannot appreciate with the rest of their bodies. Go ahead, start at the top and work your way down. I recommend light touches with the fingertips or lips. You should be able to discern a response in the more sensitive regions. Just try not to focus on the obvious choice.”
*Edouard looked up with a slight pout. Sylvia lowered her eyes in agreement.*
“Well, not yet.”
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Post by Miss Sinclaire on Mar 29, 2007 21:36:11 GMT -5
*Virginia stood up and looked solemnly at Edouard for a moment. She shook slightly, clapped a hand over her mouth as if to stop something from bursting forth.
...She was unsuccessful.*
"I'm sorry--I--I--"
*She collapsed into giggles, throwing herself onto her back on Sylvia's bed, clutching her stomach, quite overcome with laughter.*
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