A wolf leading sheep [Private: For 'the savage'] - Rape Board

Whisper · 09-23-2009, 05:45 PM

[[Name is Saffiya.]]

The roads were surprisingly quiet for such a wonderfully glorious day; the sky was a clear blue, the sun shining down upon the car hot and humid. Yet with the window down, a cool stream of air filtered into the car, keeping the temperature comfortable. Music filled the car, turned up just enough so that it was audible over the movement of the air, and my fingers tapped the wheel along to the rhythm.

Watching the houses to the right pass by, i count them down, knowing exactly where I'm headed, pulling over without hesitation, turning off the engine and the CD player. Skipping round to the back of the car, i pull out a box full of books, balancing them upon my knee before closing the trunk. The house i make my way toward is so familiar, it feels so much like a second home, I'm here almost as much as i am in my own house.

Propping the box up against the frame of the front door before ringing the doorbell, tucking a strand of soft blond hair behind my ear. I've never been a girl who liked to dress up in flowery skirts and dresses, never one to plaster my face with makeup or spend hours upon my hair or appearance. Today i wore a pair of neatly fitting jeans that showed off my slim legs and shapely hips, a t-shirt, and a slightly over-sized hoodie over the top of that. My long blond hair is drawn back into a ponytail to leave a clean and fresh face with soft full lips.

As the door began to draw open, i lifted the box back into my arms and offered a smile to the person that came into sight. "Oh hi, Pastor Rob. How are you?" I beam, smiling up at the man standing in the doorway, "Is Mary in? I've got those books that she wanted." Raising the box a little higher as i speak to draw your attention to them, "I was also wondering if we could talk some...i have a few questions about your message last Sunday."

the savage · 09-23-2009, 11:57 PM

I wander through my house, not really doing anything, trying to compose a message that will reach today's audience. Attendance keeps dwindling, and it sickens me. A knock, and I go to the door. Opening it, and there stands Saffiya. I fight the urge to roll my eyes. Sure, she is here all the time, but I don't think that she truly understands or believes.

I step back, letting her into the house with a smile.

Whisper · 09-24-2009, 10:58 AM

I smile warmly up at you, not seem to notice your irritation at my presence, and move pass you into the building that is almost as familiar as my own home. "Is Mary in?" I ask cheerfully, peering into the living room only to find it empty and i place the box of books down by the wall.

Turning round i face you, smile fading a little as i find you staring at me in a rather bored manner, "Pastor Rob? Is everything ok?"

the savage · 09-26-2009, 10:10 AM

As you enter, I can't help myself, I stare at your ass. Encased in the tight jeans, it is amazing to view. My wife hasn't been very receptive lately, I think. I try to push those thoughts away, after al I am a man of the cloth. But I am a MAN I keep thinking.

She turns towards me, asking if everything is okay, probably sensing the internal turmiol. "No, she isn't here." Thinking quickly, "Put those down and come join me in the living room, where we can talk."

Whisper · 01-23-2010, 04:14 PM

My smile returns to my lips, "Of course." I stoop, bending over to set the box upon the floor, inadvertantly giving you a rather good view of my ass. "How are you? I haven't had a chance to speak with you in some time." Straightening, i move through into the living room, knowing my way around quite well.

I take a seat, curling my right leg beneath me as i curl up upon the sofa. "Are you preaching on Sunday?"

[[Apologies for the long delay!]]

09-23-2009, 05:45 PM	#1
Whisper Junior Member Join Date: Mar 2009 Posts: 7 Reputation: 10	A wolf leading sheep [Private: For 'the savage'] [[Name is Saffiya.]] The roads were surprisingly quiet for such a wonderfully glorious day; the sky was a clear blue, the sun shining down upon the car hot and humid. Yet with the window down, a cool stream of air filtered into the car, keeping the temperature comfortable. Music filled the car, turned up just enough so that it was audible over the movement of the air, and my fingers tapped the wheel along to the rhythm. Watching the houses to the right pass by, i count them down, knowing exactly where I'm headed, pulling over without hesitation, turning off the engine and the CD player. Skipping round to the back of the car, i pull out a box full of books, balancing them upon my knee before closing the trunk. The house i make my way toward is so familiar, it feels so much like a second home, I'm here almost as much as i am in my own house. Propping the box up against the frame of the front door before ringing the doorbell, tucking a strand of soft blond hair behind my ear. I've never been a girl who liked to dress up in flowery skirts and dresses, never one to plaster my face with makeup or spend hours upon my hair or appearance. Today i wore a pair of neatly fitting jeans that showed off my slim legs and shapely hips, a t-shirt, and a slightly over-sized hoodie over the top of that. My long blond hair is drawn back into a ponytail to leave a clean and fresh face with soft full lips. As the door began to draw open, i lifted the box back into my arms and offered a smile to the person that came into sight. "Oh hi, Pastor Rob. How are you?" I beam, smiling up at the man standing in the doorway, "Is Mary in? I've got those books that she wanted." Raising the box a little higher as i speak to draw your attention to them, "I was also wondering if we could talk some...i have a few questions about your message last Sunday."

09-23-2009, 11:57 PM	#2
the savage Privileged Member Join Date: Oct 2008 Location: waiting in the shadows for you Posts: 4,223 Reputation: 20557	I wander through my house, not really doing anything, trying to compose a message that will reach today's audience. Attendance keeps dwindling, and it sickens me. A knock, and I go to the door. Opening it, and there stands Saffiya. I fight the urge to roll my eyes. Sure, she is here all the time, but I don't think that she truly understands or believes. I step back, letting her into the house with a smile. __________________ I love it when a girl talks dirty. My favorites are, No, Stop, Please, and You're Hurting me.

09-26-2009, 10:10 AM	#4
the savage Privileged Member Join Date: Oct 2008 Location: waiting in the shadows for you Posts: 4,223 Reputation: 20557	As you enter, I can't help myself, I stare at your ass. Encased in the tight jeans, it is amazing to view. My wife hasn't been very receptive lately, I think. I try to push those thoughts away, after al I am a man of the cloth. But I am a MAN I keep thinking. She turns towards me, asking if everything is okay, probably sensing the internal turmiol. "No, she isn't here." Thinking quickly, "Put those down and come join me in the living room, where we can talk." __________________ I love it when a girl talks dirty. My favorites are, No, Stop, Please, and You're Hurting me.

09-24-2009, 10:58 AM	#3
Whisper Junior Member Join Date: Mar 2009 Posts: 7 Reputation: 10	I smile warmly up at you, not seem to notice your irritation at my presence, and move pass you into the building that is almost as familiar as my own home. "Is Mary in?" I ask cheerfully, peering into the living room only to find it empty and i place the box of books down by the wall. Turning round i face you, smile fading a little as i find you staring at me in a rather bored manner, "Pastor Rob? Is everything ok?"

01-23-2010, 04:14 PM	#5
Whisper Junior Member Join Date: Mar 2009 Posts: 7 Reputation: 10	My smile returns to my lips, "Of course." I stoop, bending over to set the box upon the floor, inadvertantly giving you a rather good view of my ass. "How are you? I haven't had a chance to speak with you in some time." Straightening, i move through into the living room, knowing my way around quite well. I take a seat, curling my right leg beneath me as i curl up upon the sofa. "Are you preaching on Sunday?" [[Apologies for the long delay!]]