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Heavenly Encounters {open, male needed }

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1Heavenly Encounters {open, male needed } Empty Heavenly Encounters {open, male needed } Mon Aug 10, 2015 6:59 pm

Lolita

Lolita
Aren't your fingers burning?
Aren't your fingers burning?

{ spot open for any Greek god. Set in Ancient Greece }

Daphne sat by the large window in her room, the cold and white marble underneath cool to her skin and the light breeze across the Athenian landscape carresse and danced acroos her skin, making the weather nice for a summer night. The princess was young, daugther to a mortal king and a deity of beauty, s her beauty was exquisite and known across the world, even to the gods above.

Alone in her room, she sat washed by the silvery moonlight that created a glow in her tanned skin and outlined the delicate and thin profile of her face. She wore a thin, white rope that hiked up her leg from the way she sat and her dark brown hair was up in the olive-leaf crown.  It was late, but she was not tired, the thought of gods playing in her mind. She was told a lot about them and she admired their said beauty and power. Tonight, however,cone thought didnt want to leave her mind: how the gods often visited mortals in their bed. At a young and ripe age, this thought consumed her and lit her skin on fire. Oh, to berese

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