Isabel
"Oh ... I hope you don't mind the 'Iz' name ... are there any nick names I should be aware of?"
"Nah,not really." I reply and hoist myself up on to one table "My family calls me Izzy sometimes but usually it's just Isabel.But I don't mind you calling me Iz.I rather like it."
Looking at Liz I ask,"So Liz,what's the next game going to be?"
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~~~~~MAX~~~~~
I stand by Liz, still with her arm through her mine, and pretty much ignoring my sister and Alex. If our eyes do accidenly meet I smile slightly to them before turning away. That way they won't start an arguement, nor start talking to me.
Of course I'm extremely aware of Alex's and Isabel's hand holding... but I can't do anything about it so I'm going to ignore it. So I just stand here with a slight smile, at a loss for what to say.
I stand by Liz, still with her arm through her mine, and pretty much ignoring my sister and Alex. If our eyes do accidenly meet I smile slightly to them before turning away. That way they won't start an arguement, nor start talking to me.
Of course I'm extremely aware of Alex's and Isabel's hand holding... but I can't do anything about it so I'm going to ignore it. So I just stand here with a slight smile, at a loss for what to say.
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*Maria*
He cups my cheek in his warm tender hand and I am moved by the action. Who would have every thought a man with his reputation could be gentle and caring. Michael never ceases to amaze me. In one swift movement he brings my hand to his lips and bestows upon my palm a kiss that leaves stars in my eyes. "It does feel like magic," He agrees with a sweet smile. "Would you like to join me at a table, and we could grab some food and talk for a while?" He inquires with a hopeful expression.
I’m about to answer when I hear Liz question, "Hey, you two, you want to be in our group for the next game?" I turn to my handsome partner in crime and give him a mischievous grin. Oh the trouble we could get in. “Sounds fun!” I embellish with a slight slur. Yep, I’m definitely a bit tipsy. Still I feel warm all over and I don’t think it’s the alcohol causing the effects. "Hey, look, there are the others. Max, Michael! Over here!" Kyle calls out. He looks as if he’s having a good time.
Taking Michael’s hand in mine I lead him over to the group in time to hear Isabel ask, "So Liz, what's the next game going to be?" I have to admit I’m a tad curious as well. Gazing at the united group I have to smile. All of us together feels so right. Damn, I must be plastered. I’m feeling the love. “Yeah, Lizzie. What debaucheries activity do you have planned for us next?” I throw my two cents in the mix. “Do you care if we get a bit to eat after the festivities?” I add while moving to face Michael our hands still clasped tightly.
I enjoy the close contact immensely.
He cups my cheek in his warm tender hand and I am moved by the action. Who would have every thought a man with his reputation could be gentle and caring. Michael never ceases to amaze me. In one swift movement he brings my hand to his lips and bestows upon my palm a kiss that leaves stars in my eyes. "It does feel like magic," He agrees with a sweet smile. "Would you like to join me at a table, and we could grab some food and talk for a while?" He inquires with a hopeful expression.
I’m about to answer when I hear Liz question, "Hey, you two, you want to be in our group for the next game?" I turn to my handsome partner in crime and give him a mischievous grin. Oh the trouble we could get in. “Sounds fun!” I embellish with a slight slur. Yep, I’m definitely a bit tipsy. Still I feel warm all over and I don’t think it’s the alcohol causing the effects. "Hey, look, there are the others. Max, Michael! Over here!" Kyle calls out. He looks as if he’s having a good time.
Taking Michael’s hand in mine I lead him over to the group in time to hear Isabel ask, "So Liz, what's the next game going to be?" I have to admit I’m a tad curious as well. Gazing at the united group I have to smile. All of us together feels so right. Damn, I must be plastered. I’m feeling the love. “Yeah, Lizzie. What debaucheries activity do you have planned for us next?” I throw my two cents in the mix. “Do you care if we get a bit to eat after the festivities?” I add while moving to face Michael our hands still clasped tightly.
I enjoy the close contact immensely.
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Occ: This next game will require some imagination and planning to get it right. I need to know what kind of underwear your characters are wearing. Put it in an Occ or in your post but not as the character is saying it! (Did that make sense?) Liz is wearing a black lace thong. Kyle has gone commando.
~LIZ~
I grin at each of them evilly at Isabel's question but stare at Maria for a minute. I believe she might have had one too many drinks and the question about the food makes me think that those drinks went into an empty stomach. I tell her, "You can eat during the game if you want, Maria. It won't make a difference either way." Then I pick up the microphone that is on the table nearby and turn it on. "Ok, everyone, here are the rules for the next game. It might take a couple of minutes to get the set up for it." Looking around I count the number of groups there are and smile happily. "Ok, there are 5 groups and there are five bathrooms, either full or half, on this floor. Each group pick a bathroom. Inside the bathroom, you will find a box of ziplock bags and a laundry hamper with a lid that swings so that you cannot see into the hamper. It is very important that you not look into the hamper when it is your turn to go into the bathroom. Everyone in your group will take turns going into the bathroom, removing their underwear, placing it in a ziplock bag, closing the bag, and placing the bag into the hamper."
There are murmurs and laughter and some clearing of throats. More than one person looks a little nervous or is completely red in the face. I smile. "When everyone in your group has placed their underwear in the hamper and come out, then one person has to bring out the hamper, shake it up, and dump all the contents into the center of the group. Then everyone has to take turns guessing whose underwear is whose. I have provided pens and paper for you to write down your guesses. You will have only a couple of minutes to write down your answers before you read them out loud to the group. For every one that you get wrong, you have to kiss the person whose underwear it really belongs to. Any questions?"
"What if you aren't wearing any?" comes a shout from behind me.
Everyone laughs, including me and I hold up a hand to bring the noise back down. "If you are not wearing any underwear, then put an empty ziplock bag in the hamper. That way we know that at least everyone went into the bathroom. Any more questions?" I ask, hoping that I've explained it well.
~LIZ~
I grin at each of them evilly at Isabel's question but stare at Maria for a minute. I believe she might have had one too many drinks and the question about the food makes me think that those drinks went into an empty stomach. I tell her, "You can eat during the game if you want, Maria. It won't make a difference either way." Then I pick up the microphone that is on the table nearby and turn it on. "Ok, everyone, here are the rules for the next game. It might take a couple of minutes to get the set up for it." Looking around I count the number of groups there are and smile happily. "Ok, there are 5 groups and there are five bathrooms, either full or half, on this floor. Each group pick a bathroom. Inside the bathroom, you will find a box of ziplock bags and a laundry hamper with a lid that swings so that you cannot see into the hamper. It is very important that you not look into the hamper when it is your turn to go into the bathroom. Everyone in your group will take turns going into the bathroom, removing their underwear, placing it in a ziplock bag, closing the bag, and placing the bag into the hamper."
There are murmurs and laughter and some clearing of throats. More than one person looks a little nervous or is completely red in the face. I smile. "When everyone in your group has placed their underwear in the hamper and come out, then one person has to bring out the hamper, shake it up, and dump all the contents into the center of the group. Then everyone has to take turns guessing whose underwear is whose. I have provided pens and paper for you to write down your guesses. You will have only a couple of minutes to write down your answers before you read them out loud to the group. For every one that you get wrong, you have to kiss the person whose underwear it really belongs to. Any questions?"
"What if you aren't wearing any?" comes a shout from behind me.
Everyone laughs, including me and I hold up a hand to bring the noise back down. "If you are not wearing any underwear, then put an empty ziplock bag in the hamper. That way we know that at least everyone went into the bathroom. Any more questions?" I ask, hoping that I've explained it well.
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OOC-Isabel is wearing a Stretch Lace Boyshort from Victoria's Secret in soft mauve.
Isabel's undies
Isabel
As soon as I hear the words,'bathroom','ziplock bags' and 'laundry hamper' I know we are in for it.I can't help but grin.We have played this game before but Liz hasn't used it in any of her parties for a long time.
Thank goodness I decided to wear nice sexy panties for this evening.Alex is going to see my panties...oh god! I send up a silent prayer thanking whatever guardian angel is up there who guided me in my underwear selection tonight.
"...For every one that you get wrong, you have to kiss the person whose underwear it really belongs to. Any questions?"
I look at Alex before whispering in his ear,"You better guess correctly.I don't want you kissing Maria or Tess or Liz for that matter." a thought strikes me at that moment and I groan "Oh please let me not have to kiss my brother,that's gross.I think Liz can overlook us incase it comes to Max and me having to kiss."
Isabel's undies
Isabel
As soon as I hear the words,'bathroom','ziplock bags' and 'laundry hamper' I know we are in for it.I can't help but grin.We have played this game before but Liz hasn't used it in any of her parties for a long time.
Thank goodness I decided to wear nice sexy panties for this evening.Alex is going to see my panties...oh god! I send up a silent prayer thanking whatever guardian angel is up there who guided me in my underwear selection tonight.
"...For every one that you get wrong, you have to kiss the person whose underwear it really belongs to. Any questions?"
I look at Alex before whispering in his ear,"You better guess correctly.I don't want you kissing Maria or Tess or Liz for that matter." a thought strikes me at that moment and I groan "Oh please let me not have to kiss my brother,that's gross.I think Liz can overlook us incase it comes to Max and me having to kiss."
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Alex
You better guess correctly.I don't want you kissing Maria or Tess or Liz for that matter." "Oh please let me not have to kiss my brother,that's gross.I think Liz can overlook us incase it comes to Max and me having to kiss."
"I really hope *I* don't have to kiss your brother, Iz." I reply, glancing at the others. I wonder if one of the other guys is also wearing blue boxer shorts. Lets hope not.
Alex
You better guess correctly.I don't want you kissing Maria or Tess or Liz for that matter." "Oh please let me not have to kiss my brother,that's gross.I think Liz can overlook us incase it comes to Max and me having to kiss."
"I really hope *I* don't have to kiss your brother, Iz." I reply, glancing at the others. I wonder if one of the other guys is also wearing blue boxer shorts. Lets hope not.
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OOC: Black and Pink String bikini with a rhinestoned accented pink rose.
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*Maria*
Liz narrows a concerned eyebrow at my inebriated appearance and replies compassionately, "You can eat during the game if you want, Maria. It won't make a difference either way." That’s my best friend. She adores a good game but my health and happiness always come first to her. Flashing her a warm and thankful smile I run my free hand through my hair. The petite brunette picks up the microphone and switches it on.
Turning to Michael I mutter, “Here we go.” With a wide grin Liz begins to state to regulations. "Ok, everyone, here are the rules for the next game. It might take a couple of minutes to get the set up for it.” She pauses for a moment so I take this opportunity to ask, “Do you want to grab some chips and salsa?“ I nod over to the refreshments table. “I could sure go for something spicy.” My thoughts are halted when my frister (Better then friends and almost a sister) continues,
"Ok, there are 5 groups and there are five bathrooms, either full or half, on this floor. Each group pick a bathroom. Inside the bathroom, you will find a box of zip lock bags and a laundry hamper with a lid that swings so that you cannot see into the hamper. It is very important that you not look into the hamper when it is your turn to go into the bathroom. Everyone in your group will take turns going into the bathroom, removing their underwear, placing it in a zip lock bag, closing the bag, and placing the bag into the hamper."
Oh I love this game! It’s a good thing I threw on the brand new panties I bought from Victoria's Secret yesterday. There are several hushed voices and gentle laughter. Obviously some people aren’t so used to having a group full of people examine their underwear. Imagine that.
"When everyone in your group has placed their underwear in the hamper and come out, then one person has to bring out the hamper, shake it up, and dump all the contents into the center of the group. Then everyone has to take turns guessing whose underwear is whose. I have provided pens and paper for you to write down your guesses. You will have only a couple of minutes to write down your answers before you read them out loud to the group. For every one that you get wrong, you have to kiss the person whose underwear it really belongs to. Any questions?"
All this talk of undergarments has me pondering what Mr. Tall dark and devastatingly gorgeous has on under those jeans. Is he a boxers, briefs, or commando sort of man? I find my vision starting to roam to the well contemplated area so I jerk my head in the opposite direction. A small blush spread across my face. I’m usually not so easily embarrassed. I’ve always been in touch with my sexuality and have never had any problem tapping into anyone else’s ,but Michael leaves me feeling flustered and dazed.
A shout comes out from the crowd and I giggle in response. "What if you aren't wearing any?" Liz answers quickly so there is no confusion. "If you are not wearing any underwear, then put an empty zip lock bag in the hamper. That way we know that at least everyone went into the bathroom. Any more questions?" None from me. I know exactly what I’m getting into. Meeting Michael’s gaze I notice he’s deep in thought, He seems spaced out. “So.. Space boy. Are you up for a little game of show and tell?”
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*Maria*
Liz narrows a concerned eyebrow at my inebriated appearance and replies compassionately, "You can eat during the game if you want, Maria. It won't make a difference either way." That’s my best friend. She adores a good game but my health and happiness always come first to her. Flashing her a warm and thankful smile I run my free hand through my hair. The petite brunette picks up the microphone and switches it on.
Turning to Michael I mutter, “Here we go.” With a wide grin Liz begins to state to regulations. "Ok, everyone, here are the rules for the next game. It might take a couple of minutes to get the set up for it.” She pauses for a moment so I take this opportunity to ask, “Do you want to grab some chips and salsa?“ I nod over to the refreshments table. “I could sure go for something spicy.” My thoughts are halted when my frister (Better then friends and almost a sister) continues,
"Ok, there are 5 groups and there are five bathrooms, either full or half, on this floor. Each group pick a bathroom. Inside the bathroom, you will find a box of zip lock bags and a laundry hamper with a lid that swings so that you cannot see into the hamper. It is very important that you not look into the hamper when it is your turn to go into the bathroom. Everyone in your group will take turns going into the bathroom, removing their underwear, placing it in a zip lock bag, closing the bag, and placing the bag into the hamper."
Oh I love this game! It’s a good thing I threw on the brand new panties I bought from Victoria's Secret yesterday. There are several hushed voices and gentle laughter. Obviously some people aren’t so used to having a group full of people examine their underwear. Imagine that.
"When everyone in your group has placed their underwear in the hamper and come out, then one person has to bring out the hamper, shake it up, and dump all the contents into the center of the group. Then everyone has to take turns guessing whose underwear is whose. I have provided pens and paper for you to write down your guesses. You will have only a couple of minutes to write down your answers before you read them out loud to the group. For every one that you get wrong, you have to kiss the person whose underwear it really belongs to. Any questions?"
All this talk of undergarments has me pondering what Mr. Tall dark and devastatingly gorgeous has on under those jeans. Is he a boxers, briefs, or commando sort of man? I find my vision starting to roam to the well contemplated area so I jerk my head in the opposite direction. A small blush spread across my face. I’m usually not so easily embarrassed. I’ve always been in touch with my sexuality and have never had any problem tapping into anyone else’s ,but Michael leaves me feeling flustered and dazed.
A shout comes out from the crowd and I giggle in response. "What if you aren't wearing any?" Liz answers quickly so there is no confusion. "If you are not wearing any underwear, then put an empty zip lock bag in the hamper. That way we know that at least everyone went into the bathroom. Any more questions?" None from me. I know exactly what I’m getting into. Meeting Michael’s gaze I notice he’s deep in thought, He seems spaced out. “So.. Space boy. Are you up for a little game of show and tell?”
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~~~~~MAX~~~~~
One word.
CRAP!
Oh God.. my sister is going to see my underwear.... if you can call it that. I swallow as I think of the... well the item I'm wearing. Well I thought it would look sexy if Liz and I...
Oh God PLEASE let my sister get it right!!!! Oh God how pervy does that sound. Oh God...
I murmur in Liz's ear. "Fine.. but don't try too hard for me..." I say with a wink.
Oh God... my sister is about to see my thong.
(ooc: Lol!.... Max's... thong lol)
One word.
CRAP!
Oh God.. my sister is going to see my underwear.... if you can call it that. I swallow as I think of the... well the item I'm wearing. Well I thought it would look sexy if Liz and I...
Oh God PLEASE let my sister get it right!!!! Oh God how pervy does that sound. Oh God...
I murmur in Liz's ear. "Fine.. but don't try too hard for me..." I say with a wink.
Oh God... my sister is about to see my thong.
(ooc: Lol!.... Max's... thong lol)