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Café Évoñy Posted by: Driana Lé Souris at 02-02-2015 21:42 PM, Last Modified 02-02-2015 21:42 PM
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(Author note: Was for that contest I was minutes to late in submitting. The task was to make your character appealing to the artist. Well maybe some time ill add to it or expand to it. But well there you go read it if you want.)--------------------


The steady flow of trends were always high from the the skinny jeans that were faded or ripped galore to the hoodies that were stripped from the different shades of grey and black colored indifference to the splash art symbols. The stripes and hair dyes that walked into the cafe from many gothic pin up girls to the troubled lifestyle they seemed to portray. It was the underground level of society that the normal world seemed to view. Normalization was a form of breed that co-existed to live the life style the way those abnormal would not. From the preppy jocks, Barbie girls and the class of no real place because of no talent, there lingered the working class and those that raised there brown noses to us. We have a place that has become a safe haven. Every corner of the cafe was occupied, bodies mingling upon their little groups to those that stood kneading their cup of Joe discussing the importance of the newest punk music the generation had to offer while in the background lurked the mid 80's music that to this day was very much alive. The owner was always hidden within the crowd, no one had ever known who the sly fox was. That was always the mystery as stories and gossip filled the space when a new commoner joined our haven but in this story... I am the owner.

Chapter One: It had been a joyous day for celebrity's that knew what it was to be happy, money talks different types of languages. In our world such thing hardly existed but today, on this fine February snowy day, it was a shock. She had come in, it wasn't a particular she, in fact it was a preppy girl. Short skirt, tight shirt with a layered vest upon it. Hair that ran down in wavy purple curls. It wasn't the fact that it was snowy, it was strange for her to be in our world.

"I've been wondering what its like in here, how cute! Omg! I love your sweater!.. Who runs the place?" Her babbling was just going and going, but it became overpowered by the sound of silence falling around the female cheerleader. Behind the cheerleader sat a mouse, a silver fur mouse that held a laptop in front of her on a wooden table drowned around the bodies that surrounded her. A curvy smile took place as she rubbed her fingertips over her very chin caressing the line of her jaw. Her gaze never leaving the female that asked and talked relentlessly, a flicker crossing the females mind as the mouse connected their thoughts together without interruption filling her with a vision.

{= Laying down on her rather large empty bed the blood dark sheets laid a mess, beads of sweat rolling down her figure like tears of passion glistening her silver fur. Moving her leg to the side exposing the hand between her legs that rubbed her clit in mesmerizing circles forcing her into arching away from the bed, letting a loud moan entice as the mouse neared her climax; moan after moan echoing within the room. The moon shined through her windows displaying she was alone, a dirty fantasy being painted, the hand that laid between her legs dipping in and out of her sweet nether folds, squelches' of her honey that not only coated her fingers but rolled down the crease of her pussy lips in the moan light became hypnotic. Her moaning became louder, kneading with lust; the sound of ripped clothing, sheets to be exacted, broke the sounds of moans.....=}

Vision breaking of the mouse and the cheerleader as the mouse realized what she had done. Not only had her cheeks burned with a blush but the cheerleader looked around until their eyes met.


[[[Maybe Ill finish some day.]]]......


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