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The Masquerade 6
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The Masquerade 6 Part Six Five minutes and counting... With that single thought the rouge upon my cheeks was rivaled by the deep blush that bloomed over them. I could feel the pulse point on my throat thrum as it quivered beneath my flesh. To think all the money and time spent might be for naught!? To think I might be a laughing stock before those I literally served day in and out at my job was suddenly more than I could bare. Yet still I took a deep, soothing breath, watching my chest puff out once more and let it go.. I let it all go and ended it with a huff! Glass hefted I took a hefty swig, and swallowed. Again dashing away the demons of doubt as I spun about in a flurry of silk, satin, velvet, and lace, striding across the living room in those heels. Long, dark, bejeweled tresses had risen to fan out about me, and then spill over my backside in soft waves and curls to drift in my wake. I poised myself before the window as keen eyes peered through the glass and into the darkness, watching... waiting for my ride. The glass lifted, the soft chime of ice rose as it tumbled within, and I drained it. Moving to the kitchen I dumped the ice into the sink, and set it within to be washed when I returned. Moving back I took my post at the window and blinked as my head canted slightly. Gaze trained to a point down the street... was that fire I saw? Having all I needed on me I moved to the door and let myself out. The door locking behind me. I drifted out across the porch and stood at the head of the stairs, gaze trained on the spot where I had seen it, only to notice it was drawing closer. Four pin points of fire moving through the darkness. A dark, sculpted brow arched faintly as that popular what the fuck look washed over my face. Standing there at the precipice of the stairs watching the small flames hovering about ten feet over the ground and moving at a good clip along the street. The soft clip clop of hooves started to reach my ears as those points of light grew stronger, brighter, nearer. Gathering my gown up, I moved down the stairs in those heels of mine and to the first flagstone at the bottom of them. Letting the skirts drop I simply stood there and watched, waiting. From out of the darkness should appear, a gilded, covered carriage with four horses, just a glimpse mind you as they passed through the first pool of light cast by one of the few street lamps, that dotted my street. If there had been anyone around to watch and see my face, they might have seen the bewilderment, and utter joy at the sight of such an appearance. The points of light were the oil lamps affixed to the carriage to make sure it was seen by other traffic and to provide some form of light to the coachmen that were driving. The sight of such a fairy tale mode of transportation had me utterly stunned and speechless! Such grander for a party! The drumming of the hooves grew steadily louder as they continued along the street, and I lost sight of them as they rounded a bend in the road and disappeared behind a stand of trees. They came into view and were only a few houses away from mine as they continued on their journey. The horses were snow white and their manes and tails were flowing as they moved. Such majestic looking creatures they were. As they drew near I began to move down my stone walkway utterly enthralled by the sight before my very eyes. The horses shifted their gait and the beating of their hooves upon the black top changed tempo as they began to canter towards my house. The two lead horses heads began to dip and bob as they moved, almost as if they were dancing! In my enchantment I had made it to the end of my walkway and to the side of the street as the carriage pulled up and stopped. The two lead horses dipped, a front leg folding as they bowed to me, and whinnied. Popping back up to their feet they stood still, and waited. Tails swishing as the coachman clambered down from his bench seat. A peal of laughter, welled deep within me, as if from my very soul to bubble up my throat and spill from my lips like a fountain and I could not resist moving to give the closest horses muzzle a soft caress as I moved towards the carriage. Vivid eyes moved to the coachman who wore a partial mask upon his face, and was in full costume himself. The mask covered enough to keep him a mystery and still left enough to let the wandering eyes feast upon. His chiseled jaw, was squared and already sported the hints of a manly five o' clock shadow. His hair was dark like a ravens<b> feathers </font></b>and he was tall, over six feet! The most striking feature was his eyes. They were a brilliant shade of green, very rare. His lips were full and supple, not pencil thin, and I watched as they curled into a breathtaking smile. Giving a view of perfect rows of ivory. His voice, was deep, slightly gruff, and made a chill roll down my spine with the simple words he spoke to me. “My Lady..” He lifted a hand and held it in offering to me and there I stood, stunned, speechless at this man before me. Once more my cheeks were aflame with color and heat and I was grateful for the mask, and makeup that would hopefully conceal it all! My own hand lifted almost on autopilot, rising to meet with his. Slender fingers slowly slid across his fingers and palm. I could feel the slightly roughened callouses his flesh bore. Signs of a man that was not afraid to work with his hands. My own smile bloomed as my fingers curled about his much larger hand, and he lead me to the side of the carriage. Opening the door and helping me to step up and inside. My hands gathered my gown and I slid into the comfort of the very posh seat. Legs crossing as I let my skirts fall, covering myself once more. Hands smoothing them out as I smiled and thanked him. As he closed the door he flashed me one of those roguish grins and I could have sworn he winked at me! Oh my! Once he was out of sight I fanned myself... who turned the heat up to hellish levels!? I was expecting two hobbits to show up at any moment and chuck a ring at me!... ~~~~~~~~ to be continued    |
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Ohh that's good means you are getting into it!
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Thats nice
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9/20/2016 5:49 pm |
Very well done! "Sweet, steamy, sensuous kisses light the bright fires of passionate lust within us." scott6250
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Thank you 
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Interesting narrative , and the emotions pop out qite freely Bravo ! P
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