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[grllover23]

Hello hello, this is the topic where I will make your fantasies come true.
Unfortunately, since there is only one of me, you can only come one at a time...unless you're going to team up against me

The rule is first come first serve. The first to post in this topic will receive my undivided attention as I will close it and then open another for any requesters.

To say it simply, this RP is my home, the little cottage out in the countryside.

Outside it is a decent looking cabin, quite cozy and comfortable. Dark timber making up the walls and roof, soft blue roofing, making it appear as though the sky itself had come down to settle upon her home. A wood rimmed chimney protruded with a brick interior that was soot-free, indicating it being cleaned since its last use.

Within the humble abode it is luxurious and lavishly decorated with furs and silks and various forms of furniture. It is a single large room with an attic (stairs in the back) and basement (stairs also in the back). The entire home is carpeted with a light blue fur carpet with a couple pink rugs around with the exception of the kitchenette area. Bright red curtains and draperies hang from the walls and large windows to diminish the dull brown of the wood and provide some cheap insulation. A lavish king-sized extra soft bed dominates the eastern wall. Upon it are many fine silk sheets and a multitude of expensive pillows.

Soft chairs, plush couches, and beanbag chairs are scattered about in a relaxing, homey way, frequently moved around by herself and patrons. The only place that isn't ornately decorated and furnished is the small kitchen in the corner, complete with stove and oven and ice chest. A small fireplace was on the western wall with a stone-tile around it to prevent flames from leaping to the carpet and causing a hazard.

During the day Loretta leaves the thick curtains over the windows drawn back, filling the house with the magnificent sunlight streaming through them. Also, the large glass panel in her roof permits quite a lot of sun to enter as well. At night the clear starry sky can be seen through the sun roof and the interior is lit by a combination of the leaping light from the fireplace and four small candle-chandeliers

I provide the luxury and pleasure of the Delight Castle at a fraction of the cost. So Ladies, Gentlemen, if you are low on cash, go out and find me, and I may bring you back here.

-Your's truly, Loretta xoxo
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Lancelot Champlange]

(Posts in next...post, lol)
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[Lancelot Champlange]

Standing at the edge of town, Lancelot glanced at the scrawled direction in his hand, nodding, "This must be the place." Looking at the small house, he smiled slightly as he remembered meeting the occupant earlier that day at the shop. Though it was brief and in passing he felt that Loretta was an interesting woman. As he asked around the town about her, he had found that a few knew of her and even gave him directions to her home.

Stepping up to the door, he raised his hand to knock firmly, his tail swaying behind him in anticipation of getting to know the feline better.
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[grllover23]

Loretta opened the door, leaning against the doorway as it slid open. "Bonjour" she said with a smile, her tail flicking around from her exposed backside courtesy of her favorite dress. She stepped up and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Do come in Monsuier" she said, taking him by the hand and leading him into the candelit interior.

-Yours Truly, Loretta xoxo
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Lancelot Champlange]

Lancelot smiled as she opened the door, giving her a polite bow as he presented a bouquet of flowers, "Bonjour, ma'amselle. Forgive me for stopping by uninvited but I wished to speak to you." He returned her kiss, his whiskers tickling her nose as his lips pressed against his cheek.

Feeling the soft touch of her hand, he purred softly as she led him into the house, his eyes falling to her backside.
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[Lancelot Champlange]

[grllover23]

Loretta took the flowers and put them in an empty vase on her table. "Merci" she said. She made a room encompassing gesture. "Where would you like to zit?" she asked.

-Yours Truly, Loretta xoxo
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Lancelot Champlange]

Lance smiles, his gaze crossing the room before turning back to Loretta, "Whereever you wish, ma'amselle, this is your home."
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[grllover23]

Loretta smiled and took his hand again, pulling it around to her waist. She led him over to her extra soft bed and sat down on it, slipping out of her shoes so she could crawl away from him to the center, turning around and sitting down, patting the space near her for him to join.

-Yours Truly, Loretta xoxo
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Lancelot Champlange]

He purred softly as she took his hand and guided him to her bed. Lance took his seat on the edge of the bed, sliding off his boots before crawling up next to Loretta, "Mmm....you know how to make a visitor feel at ease, ma'amselle."
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[grllover23]

"Mmmm," Loretta giggled a bit, "Merci. Zo, what iz it you wanted to talk about?" she asked, sliding her hand onto his, caressing his fingers gently.

-Yours Truly, Loretta xoxo
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Quanesha- The Photographer

[Lancelot Champlange]

Lance smiled at her slightly, his fingers twitching slightly from her touch, "I wanted to see if you would join me for dinner or something sometime. When I saw you at the clothing shop I was enchanted by your beauty and wanted to get to know you better."
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[grllover23]

Loretta smiled slightly. "That'z very flattering," she said. Her smile became forced and fake but she maintained it, "But I do not zink you wish to get to know me."

-Yours Truly, Loretta xoxo
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Quanesha- The Photographer

[Lancelot Champlange]

Lancelot raised a curious eyebrow at Loretta, "Why would you say that, ma'amselle? You needn't feel ashamed of telling me something. I don't judge others for what they are but for who they are."
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[grllover23]

Loretta treid to hold the bitter sarcasm from her voice, "Zo you 'ave no problem getting to know a proztitute?" As soon as she said it she covered her mouth, embaressed. It wasn't like her to simply blurt that out to people, especially in that tone.

-Yours Truly, Loretta xoxo
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Lancelot Champlange]

Lancelot's eyebrow arches more in surprise at her very open statement about being a prostitute. Seeing her cover her mouth in her embarrassment, he chuckled softly as he tooks her hands and looked into her eyes, "I just have one question for you. Do you do it because you want to and because you enjoy it? As long as you are doing something you love I don't judge you for it nor do I care what others think about me consorting with you, whether or not our acquaintence is as friends or for business."
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[grllover23]

Loretta looked at him with almost disbelief. Most men would have left or tried to pretend they didn't hear her. "I...." she said, "I....I do it because I love doing it. I love the feeling and I love giving my customers the same feeling. But...." she cut herself off again.

-Yours Truly, Loretta xoxo
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Lancelot Champlange]

Lancelot nods as she explains, listening to her quietly, "But, what?" He smiled over to her reassuringly, his hand taking hers and giving it a light squeeze, "If you love the feeling you get from it then you shouldn't feel ashamed of it."
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[grllover23]

"Its......I......Its 'ard to find love.....to find someone to love who will accept what I do...." She shook her head, "No, I do not want to burden you wiz my concernz. What would you like to do for dinner?" she asked, hoping desperately to change the subject.

-Yours Truly, Loretta xoxo
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Lancelot Champlange]

Lance nods, "Yes, it can be." He smiles at her warmly, "It's not a burden, ma'amselle, but if you wish to end this line of conversation then we will." His ears twitch when Loretta mentions dinner, feeling his stomach rumble quietly in protest. Tapping a finger to his chin, he purses his lips, "Hmmm....I will let you surprise me. Make whatever you feel like and I will be happy with what is served."
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[grllover23]

Loretta nodded and hopped off of the bed, "Lasagna sound good?" she asked, having already had some cooking in the oven. She went over to check on it, poked it to see that it was thorough, "It zhould be done in just a few minutez."

-Yours Truly, Loretta xoxo
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Lancelot Champlange]

Lance smiles as he slid off the bed, "That sounds divine, Loretta."
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[grllover23]

Loretta went back and forth from her cupboards to her table, setting it for two. As she walked she talked, "Do you mind if I azk you a razer....perzonal quezion?" The more nervous she got the thicker her accent became. She tried to calm down.

-Yours Truly, Loretta xoxo
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Loretta- The Painter
Quanesha- The Photographer

[Lancelot Champlange]

Taking a seat at the table, Lancelot watches her moving about the small kitchen as she prepares the meal. "Not at all, Loretta, if it will put you at ease then ask what you wish," he smiles at her.
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[grllover23]

"Well....stop me if I make you uncomfortable at all az I zpeak......zere is zis man I met recently. I feel ztrongly for 'im....and I zuzpect 'e feelz ze zame way about me.....but...." she finished the set up and pulled the meal out of the oven. She carried it to the table and served Lancelot his slice first then got her own. "But....I do not know if he knowz of.....what I do....and if 'e'd like me when he findz out.......I want to tell 'im how I feel, but I am afraid of ze rejection. I do not know 'ow to approach 'im. But ze longer I do not tell 'im ze 'arder it getz." She sighed, "I'm zorry, my problemz muzt be ruining your dinner."

-Yours Truly, Loretta xoxo
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Quanesha- The Photographer

[Lancelot Champlange]

Lance listens to her quietly as she explains her dilemma, nodding when she finishes, "I see, no it does not make me feel uncomfortable at all, ma'amselle." He smiles as the food is served, taking a bite of it and chewing, letting out soft purrs as he savors the taste of the lasanga. Swallowing down the food, he wipes his mouth before he continues, "If you suspect he feels the same for you then I can only suggest you try to be honest with him and do it quickly. It is best if he finds out from you before anyone else." Sitting back, he rubs his chin thoughtfully, "I can't say how he may react though but if he does feel the same way then he should be able to get past any negative feelings he has about it. The longer you wait to tell him though, the worse it may be if he finds out."
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[grllover23]

Loretta thought about that as she slowly ate. "What about you?" she asked, "If you loved a...prostitute who loved 'er work, could you love 'er and let 'er keep doing what zhe doez?" she asked.

-Yours Truly, Loretta xoxo
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Quanesha- The Photographer

[Lancelot Champlange]

Lance sat forward as he took another bite of his food, chewing it quietly for a moment as he thought her question over, "That is a good question and not easy to answer." He took a sip of his wine as he thought further, "If I was in love with a prostitute and I knew about it being her line of work. I admit that I would prefer her to retire from it but if she enjoyed her work and I knew for certain that I was the man who held her heart even if she shared her bed with others then I would accept it and still love her."
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[grllover23]

Loretta let out a powerful sigh of relief. Her mind worked that if one man could do it then other's could. And there was the chance that Dallas could. "Zank you very much, Monsuier Lancelot." she said, giving him her first truly happy smile of the evening.

-Yours Truly, Loretta xoxo
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Quanesha- The Photographer

[Lancelot Champlange]

Lancelot returns her warm smile, raising his glass in salute, "You are welcome, Ma'amselle Loretta." Taking a sip of his wine, he leans back again, "I know your feeling though, in a sense. There is one whom I am infatuated with that I fear would not return my affection if she found out some things that I am not proud of."

He sighed softly, taking a bite of his lasagna again.
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