"Weekend at Snuti's" Part II
an adult story written by Laurel and Karre

This story is a work of pure fiction. The authors do not advocate any of 
the illegal or immoral activities of this story. This story contains graphic sex and 
language, so if you are too young to be reading such material, please do not read it. 
Thank you.

Background info:
Iyami Rimshot, 31, is a character of Karre's; his parts will be written by her. The rp game 
he comes from deals with Neptunian aliens who have made their homes on Earth, so 
mention will be made of his Nep tail, since he is half Nep in heritage.
Leslie Hadin, 34, is a character of Laurel's; her parts will be written by her (me). Leslie is 
Iyami's boss and has full knowledge of where he comes from.
All other characters will be written by the respective writer of each portion of the 
story.

The story will be told in e-mail/role-playing post style, simply because that's how Karre and 
I wrote it. If you want to wait for me to get it written out in story style before reading it, 
you're going to be waiting a loooooooong time... better to just read it now. ~_^

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	10/31/98 9:39:01 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::Leslie started to chuckle when he began to joke, but once he started
> slipping fingers into her, she gasped. Her eyes went feverish with lust and
> she got that ecstasy look she always got when Iyami touched her like this.

::Iyami loved it when she got that look.  He loved being able to get her
rocks off.  It was very arousing when she looked like that...he wished he
hadn't worm undies.  Well, it wasn't like they didn't have that nifty little
hole in the front...::

> She hissed through her teeth.:: God, Iyami! You're
> incredible! ::she whispered:: Ohhhh baby! Ohhhhhh! Right there! Uhhhh! ::The
> last moan was loud enough for others to hear at nearby tables.:: Ohhh, GOD! Oh
> yes, yes, I like that nibbling. You make me so wet baby... ohhhhh... ::Leslie
> wasn't trying to be quiet anymore; she moaned in almost a regular speaking
> voice.

::Iyami was grinnning like a maniac.  Gawd, why hadn't he thought to bring
some equipment to record this moment?!  Leslie was moaning in public!   the
people nearby could hear her!  And she didn't care!   He moved his fingers
faster.  Do you hear this, people?  Do you hear this gorgeouse woman getting
off?    This is *ME* doing this to her!::

> Her hips began to buck toward his working fingers, which made squeaky
> noises as her bare bottom made friction against the leather seat. God she
> wanted to cum!::
> Let me know if you see that waitor coming back, okay? ::Leslie panted to
> Iyami, as if he could see any better than she could over the menus.::

"Sure thing, babe,"  ::Iyami murmured around his mouthfule of breast.  Gawd,
this was so fucking exciting!   Iyami wanted to see how long they could stay
here before being tossed out.  That meant he had to be a little more subtle.
No whipping it out until later, in the ladies room, maybe.  He wasn't used to
being the one to tone the foreplay down; usually Leslie stopped things before
they got too out of hand at work or in the grocery store or in the elevator
or the theater or ...   Iyami now had a hard-on that wouldn't quit, he wanted
to do Leslie on the table so bad he could almost taste it.   Hmmm, speaking
of tasting it...

Iyami picked up a spoon, held it high above his head, and let go.  It fell to
the floor with an audible clang.::  "Ooops, I believe I dropped my spoon,"
::Iaymi said loudly, for the benefit of their listeners.::  "I believe I'll
go get it."

::He slipped under the table, the tablecloth effectively hiding him.  Now on
his knees, he spread Leslie's legs wide and snuggled in between them.  He
breathed a slow, heavy breath on her slick pussy, his fingers still busily
stroking back and forth, in and out.

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/3/98 2:42:06 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< Iyami picked up a spoon, held it high above his head, and let go.  It fell
to the floor with an audible clang.::  "Ooops, I believe I dropped my spoon,"
::Iaymi said loudly, for the benefit of their listeners.::  "I believe I'll
go get it." >>

::Leslie shuddered deliciously with anticipation. She put one high
heeled-foot up on the booth next to her, spreading herself open wide for
him.:: Can't have dessert without your spoon.

<<::He slipped under the table, the tablecloth effectively hiding him.  Now
on his knees, he spread Leslie's legs wide and snuggled in between them.  He
breathed a slow, heavy breath on her slick pussy, his fingers still busily
stroking back and forth, in and out.>>

Ohhhhhhhh God... ::Leslie moaned out loud. Her clit quivered violently. She
put her hands in his hair, stroking and scratching lightly, to give him some
contact. Iyami loved to touch and be touched.:: Come on baby, I need this so
bad. Suck me hard! I want to cum right here. You'll get payback, I promise.
::She looked down at him, running her hand over her own breast.:: You suck me
harder in front of that waitor, when he comes back, I'll moan your name loud
enough for the dishwashers to hear. You make me cum in front of the waitor,
I'll give you a blowjob in the middle of the restaurant. Do you accept the
challenge, Agent Bond?

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/3/98 9:16:57 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::Leslie shuddered deliciously with anticipation. She put one high heeled-foot
> up on the booth next to her, spreading herself open wide for him.:: Can't have
> dessert without your spoon.

::That minx!  Iyami wished he could tell someone about this, but the problem
was, nobody would ever believe it!!::

> Ohhhhhhhh God... ::Leslie moaned out loud. Her clit quivered violently. She
> put her hands in his hair, stroking and scratching lightly, to give him some
> contact. Iyami loved to touch and be touched.:: Come on baby, I need this so
> bad. Suck me hard! I want to cum right here. You'll get payback, I promise.
> ::She looked down at him, running her hand over her own breast.:: You suck me
> harder in front of that waitor, when he comes back, I'll moan your name loud
> enough for the dishwashers to hear. You make me cum in front of the waitor,
> I'll give you a blowjob in the middle of the restaurant. Do you accept the
> challenge, Agent Bond?

::His lips a mere fraction from Leslie's quivering pussy, Iyami smiled.::
"Yes, Ms. Moneypenny.  I accept your challenge, and may I say, it will be a
pleasure carrying out the assignment."  ::Iyami said in his best Sean
Connery.  He thought that would get them kicked out for sure, but he had to
do it.  He couldn't back down on *this* dare!::  "Signal me when the knave
draws near, Moneypenny."

::Iyami pounced on Leslie's crotch.  He covered her area with his wide open
mouth, sending his tongue around to explore.  His fingers continued their
movements, and he added a nice twist to the wrist as they slid in her wet
hole.  Iyami took a long, leisurely mouth-walk around Leslie's pussy,
flicking his tongue out to caress the inner folds.::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/4/98 3:24:29 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< "Signal me when the knave draws near, Moneypenny." >>

I will... ::Leslie breathed::

<<::Iyami pounced on Leslie's crotch.>>

Ahhhhhhhh! ::she squealed, writhing on the seat. A few people turned and
looked, only to see two tall menus standing up on a table beyond all the
plants.::

<<He covered her area with his wide open mouth, sending his tongue around to
explore.  His fingers continued their movements, and he added a nice twist to
the wrist as they slid in her wet hole.  Iyami took a long, leisurely
mouth-walk around Leslie's pussy, flicking his tongue out to caress the inner
folds.::>>

::Leslie writhed around under his caresses, running her fingers through his
hair, and moaning.:: Ohhhhhhh baby... YES. YES! Ssssssssss... mmmm...Iyami...
you're so good, baby...
::Her clit quivered for special attention.::
::Just then, she spotted Hiyata, making his way over to their table. Leslie
pushed her breasts back into the top of her dress, shuddering with the
anticipation of what would happen next.:: Here he comes, Iyami.

{{Is it okay if I act Hiyata for this next scene?}}

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/4/98 9:19:18 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> I will... ::Leslie breathed::

::Oooo, her *sexy* voice,  Iyami thought.::

> ::Leslie writhed around under his caresses, running her fingers through his
> hair, and moaning.:: Ohhhhhhh baby... YES. YES! Ssssssssss...mmmm...Iyami...
> you're so good, baby...
> ::Her clit quivered for special attention.::
> ::Just then, she spotted Hiyata, making his way over to their table. Leslie
> pushed her breasts back into the top of her dress, shuddering with the
> anticipation of what would happen next.:: Here he comes, Iyami.

::Iyami instantly stopped wandering around and went straight for Leslie's
quivering clit.  He took as much of her clit area as he could in his mouth,
sucking and running his tongue along and around the hot pulsing clit.  He
forcefully plunged his fingers into her slick depth, and wriggled the fingers
wildly, searching for her spot.  He held Leslie's folds firmly in his lips,
and slurped messily on her clit, giving hard proddings with his tongue.::

> {{Is it okay if I act Hiyata for this next scene?}}

((Knock yerself out.  I named Hiyata after "Ultra Man," by the way.
heehee.))

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/5/98 8:07:30 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< ::Iyami instantly stopped wandering around and went straight for Leslie's
quivering clit.  He took as much of her clit area as he could in his mouth,
sucking and running his tongue along and around the hot pulsing clit.  He
forcefully plunged his fingers into her slick depth, and wriggled the fingers
wildly, searching for her spot.  He held Leslie's folds firmly in his lips,
and slurped messily on her clit, giving hard proddings with his tongue.:: >>

Uhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh, ahhhhhhh, ohhhhhhh yyyyyeeeeesssss... ::Leslie closed her
eyes, running her hands through his hair.::

::Hiyata blanched a bit, wondering just what this woman was doing with her
hands under the tablecloth.:: Um. Ahem. Oku-san? Are you and your companion
ready to order? ::He looked around for Iyami.::

{{Oku-san means madam}}

::Leslie smiled at him like a cat that just ate a very tasty canary.:: Yes,
um, we are ready to oRRRRRRder... mmmmm... ::she squirmed. He was getting
closer!::
::She ordered for herself and Iyami, ordering him something she knew he would
like to eat...besides her.:: Will that be...ahhhhh...um...sufficient?

::Hiyata nodded.:: Uh, yes. Let me get these menus out of the way... ::He
tried to take the menus, but Leslie grabbed the one he went for. They
wrestled for it briefly.::

(Hiyata) Oku-san?!

(Leslie) I prefer them where they are, thank you! ::Iyami hit just the right
spot inside her, while sucking her starving clit at the same time. He got
what he was after.:: Now you...you...uhhhh...uhhhhhaahhhhh...oh God!

(Hiyata) Oku-san?!!

(Leslie) Ohhhhhhh YES! ::She heaved and panted, clutching the tablecloth.::
Ohhhh! OHHHHHHH IYAMI!!!! YES!! OHHHHHHH!! ::Her entire body shuddered as she came.::

::The waitor paled even more.:: Oku-san!!! ::he said, quite horrified::

::Leslie panted and leaned against the booth.:: Hiyata? ::she leisurely
reached into her purse, then pulled out a $100 bill and handed it to the
waitor:: If you be nice, there will be more tips like that.

::The waitor took a deep breath, looked around to make sure the maitre d
wasn't coming (he was busy smoozing a rich customer), and took the money.::
Certainly Oku-san. I hope you and your gentleman friend enjoy your meal. ::he
retreated::

::Leslie began to laugh.:: Babe, let's save your payback for after the meal,
hm? I'm damn hungry!

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/7/98 12:07:30 AM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> Uhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh, ahhhhhhh, ohhhhhhh yyyyyeeeeesssss... ::Leslie closed her
> eyes, running her hands through his hair.::

::Iyami loved that, he loved it when Leslie played with his hair.  He liked
the feeling of her fingers and nails running through the hair, and rubbing
his scalp.::

> ::Leslie smiled at him like a cat that just ate a very tasty canary.:: Yes,
> um, we are ready to oRRRRRRder... mmmmm... ::she squirmed. He was getting
> closer!::
> ::She ordered for herself and Iyami, ordering him something she knew he would
> like to eat...besides her.:: Will that be...ahhhhh...um...sufficient?

::Iyami smiled as he worked on Leslie, wondering what Hiyata was making of
this.::

> ::Hiyata nodded.:: Uh, yes. Let me get these menus out of the way... ::He
> tried to take the menus, but Leslie grabbed the one he went for. They wrestled
> for it briefly.::

::Iyami started laughing quietly, hot breathy chuckles muffled by Leslie's
smooth, shaven pussy.::

> (Hiyata) Oku-san?!
>
> (Leslie) I prefer them where they are, thank you! ::Iyami hit just the right
> spot inside her, while sucking her starving clit at the same time. He gotwhat
> he was after.:: Now you...you...uhhhh...uhhhhhaahhhhh...oh God!
>
> (Hiyata) Oku-san?!!
>
> (Leslie) Ohhhhhhh YES! ::She heaved and panted, clutching the tablecloth.::
> Ohhhh! OHHHHHHH IYAMI!!!! YES!! OHHHHHHH!! ::Her entire body shuddered >as she came.::

::Woohoo!  Jackpot!  Iyami thought as he tasted her wetness.  He was blown
away by Leslie doing this in public.  This was a whole new side of her, which
simply must be nurtured.  Maybe he'd pay a little lap-visit in her office
some day when she was in the middle of briefing someone...::

> ::The waitor took a deep breath, looked around to make sure the maitre d
> wasn't coming (he was busy smoozing a rich customer), and took the money.::
> Certainly Oku-san. I hope you and your gentleman friend enjoy your meal. ::he
> retreated::

"Hey, Hiyata, we need more napkins,"  ::Iyami called out from under the
table.::  "By the way, the h'ors deorvres are GREAT!"

> ::Leslie began to laugh.:: Babe, let's save your payback for after the meal,
> hm? I'm damn hungry!

"YOU'RE hungry?"  ::Iyami crawled up on her and pretended to eat her
cleavage.  His promenant hard-on poked Leslie's thigh.::  "I could eat you
all up right now!  Don't you have to go to the bathroom or something?"
::wriggles eyebrows.::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/8/98 9:00:49 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< "Hey, Hiyata, we need more napkins,"  ::Iyami called out from under the
table.::  "By the way, the h'ors deorvres are GREAT!" >>

::Hiyata threw over his shoulder:: Of course, more napkins. ::while
continuing his quick retreat.::

<<"YOU'RE hungry?"  ::Iyami crawled up on her and pretended to eat her
cleavage.  His prominant hard-on poked Leslie's thigh.::  "I could eat you
all up right now!  Don't you have to go to the bathroom or something?"
::wriggles eyebrows.::>>

You know, once we do the bathroom thang, we're going to get thrown out of
here afterward. That maitre d is going to get wise eventually. We may not get
a single bite of food. ::Leslie thought about it.:: We could always go to
McDonald's afterward... 
It's your call, babe.

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/8/98 10:04:47 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> You know, once we do the bathroom thang, we're going to get thrown out of here
> afterward. That maitre d is going to get wise eventually. We may not get a
> single bite of food. ::Leslie thought about it.:: We could always go to
> McDonald's afterward...
> It's your call, babe.

::Iyami considered, and told his hard-on to wait.::  "Be a shame to come here
without eating the grub.  Let's chow down.  Besides, the longer we're here,
the longer we can irritate that Jeeves guy."

::Several well-dressed people with musical intruments walked by their table,
obviously coming back from a break.  One elbowed  his buddy and whispered
something to him as they passed.  They both eyed Leslie while pretending to
look at the plants by the booth.::

::Eat yer heart out, guys, she's all mine,  Iyami thought to himself.::
"Excuse me, I believe there is a dance floor here?"  ::He asked the gawking
musicians.::

::They jumped guiltily.::  "Uhhh, Yessir,"  ::the flautist answered.::
"Guests are encouraged to dance while they wait for their--"

"Know any bassanova?"  ::Iyami asked, excited at the prospect of dancing.::
"C'mon, Les, let's cut a rug, show these schmoes how to groove."  ::And
maybe thrill these people with my monster hard-on, he added to himself.::
Iyami perked up at the thought of music.::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/9/98 3:13:10 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< ::Several well-dressed people with musical intruments walked by their
table, obviously coming back from a break.  One elbowed  his buddy and
whispered something to him as they passed.  They both eyed Leslie while
pretending to look at the plants by the booth.:: >>

::Was the gossip train around here that fast?! Hiyata, that weasel!:: Good
evening.

<<"Know any bassanova?"  ::Iyami asked, excited at the prospect of dancing.::
"C'mon, Les, let's cut a rug, show these schmoes how to groove.">>

::Leslie let out an excited little squeal and gave a brief shoulder shake.::
I love to dance! ::She slid out of the booth, fixing her dress as she did,
and offered her hand to Iyami.:: I hope they play a tango!

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/9/98 9:20:31 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::Leslie let out an excited little squeal and gave a brief shoulder shake.:: I
> love to dance! ::She slid out of the booth, fixing her dress as she did, and
> offered her hand to Iyami.:: I hope they play a tango!

::Iyami took Leslie's hand and tucked it into his crooked elbow.::  "They'll
play a tango if they know what's good for them,"  ::He growled meaningfully
at the lagging musicians.  They blushed and hurried to catch up with the
rest.  Iyami turned to Leslie.::  "I hope that means they'll take requests.
Let's go trip the light fantastic, you wanton woman."

::He followed the musicians to the dance floor, which was already filling up
with couples.  Many looked bored.::  "They're in for a treat,"  ::Iyami
grinned.  He couldn't wait to show Leslie off.::

::The first number was a mere waltz.  Iyami shrugged and decided to behave
himself, it would allow them both to limber up for the real dancing ahead.
But just because it was a boring old waltz did not mean they had to be boring
old waltzers.  Iyami took Leslie from one end of the floor to the next, doing
his best to hide a smug smile.  Leslie was a great mover; when she used those
great legs of hers she appeared to float.  He couldn't help using an
excessive amount of spins and dips.  True, they were normal, boring moves
that anyone present could make; but the timing, the movement, the class in
which Leslie moved made the rest pale in comparison.  Besides, it showed off
Leslie's cleavage.  Iyami was just a child inside, he wanted to show off to
the other boys the nice toy he had and go 'neener neener neener!.'    They
moved close to the orchestra.::

"Tango!"  ::Iyami yelled quickly, then he and Leslie moved away.::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/10/98 4:41:14 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< Iyami turned to Leslie.::  "I hope that means they'll take requests.
Let's go trip the light fantastic, you wanton woman." >>

::Leslie smiled at him, allowing him to lead her out onto the dance floor.::

<<Iyami took Leslie from one end of the floor to the next, doing his best to
hide a smug smile.  Leslie was a great mover; when she used those great legs
of hers she appeared to float.  He couldn't help using an excessive amount of
spins and dips.  True, they were normal, boring moves that anyone present
could make; but the timing, the movement, the class in which Leslie moved
made the rest pale in comparison.>>

::Leslie enjoyed herself immensely, smiling and laughing as he swept her
across the dance floor. The dress showed off her legs very well. She knew
Iyami liked that.::

<<"Tango!"  ::Iyami yelled quickly, then he and Leslie moved away.::>>

Why don't you just go on up there and beat them up until they play it hon?
::Leslie laughed. She flashed an award-winning grin for the orchestra
leader.::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/10/98 11:06:43 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> <<"Tango!"  ::Iyami yelled quickly, then he and Leslie moved away.::>>
>
> Why don't you just go on up there and beat them up until they play it hon?
> ::Leslie laughed. She flashed an award-winning grin for the orchestra
> leader.::

::Whether the orchestra leader was charmed by Leslie or just gave in to
Iyami's 'hint,'  the next number was a tango.::

"Whoohoo!"  ::Iyami  knew damned well that he and Leslie were HOT at the
tango.  Leslie whipped those legs of hers all over the place, he had no idea
how she did that.  When the music started, Iyami did his trick of leading
Leslie in a spiralling circle that gradually increased in size, forcing the
other dancers aside and making room for he and his lady to do some real
moves.::  "Let's sizzle, babe."

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/13/98 6:43:27 AM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< "Whoohoo!"  ::Iyami  knew damned well that he and Leslie were HOT at the
tango.  Leslie whipped those legs of hers all over the place, he had no idea
how she did that.  When the music started, Iyami did his trick of leading
Leslie in a spiralling circle that gradually increased in size, forcing the
other dancers aside and making room for he and his lady to do some real
moves.::  "Let's sizzle, babe." >>

If only I had a rose to hold in my teeth! ::Leslie yanked him up against her,
putting their bodies in the tango position, hand on your partner's hip, other
arm outstretched, holding the hand of your partner.:: You lead!
o/` Dat dat dat dat, dah dah dah, daaaaah daaaaah... o/` the orchestra
played. Leslie's legs played peekaboo with the slits up the sides of her
dress as she tangoed. Everyone stepped back to watch them.:: I am a spanish
senorita in your arms! ::Leslie called to Iyami with a cheesy Spanish
accent.::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/16/98 10:43:52 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> If only I had a rose to hold in my teeth! ::Leslie yanked him up against her,
> putting their bodies in the tango position, hand on your partner's hip, other
> arm outstretched, holding the hand of your partner.:: You lead!
> o/` Dat dat dat dat, dah dah dah, daaaaah daaaaah... o/` the orchestra played.
> Leslie's legs played peekaboo with the slits up the sides of her dress as she
> tangoed. Everyone stepped back to watch them.:: I am a spanish senorita in
> your arms! ::Leslie called to Iyami with a cheesy Spanish accent.::

"Bueno!  And I am el matador!  Ole!"  ::Iyami answered, with matching bad
accent.   His hand pressed into the small of her back as they went into a
spin, ending with a sudden deep dip.  Pausing for the applause, Iyami saw
they had drawn quite a crowd of servers, including the Maitre D'.::  "That
one was for you, Jeeves!"  ::He called out.  Leslie did that curl-up move
that only cats could do, and they continued to put the world to shame.::
"Senorita, jou are magnifico!"

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/17/98 3:15:06 AM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< "Bueno!  And I am el matador!  Ole!"  ::Iyami answered, with matching bad
accent.  >>

::Leslie laughed out loud, boisterously. She was having such a good time!::

<<His hand pressed into the small of her back as they went into a spin,
ending with a sudden deep dip.>>

Woooo! ::Leslie squealed. He was making her hot again, showing off such daper
dancing skills as these. She couldn't wait to fuck him as hard as he could
push it. Her eyes told him so.::

<<Leslie did that curl-up move that only cats could do, and they continued to
put the world to shame.::  "Senorita, jou are magnifico!">>

Senor, jou are a raging bull, ramming your horns into my bloody
viscera! OLE!! ::Leslie stomped her feet in a series of fancy, latin-styled
dance steps. The crowd cheered and clapped as the tango came to a glorious
end, with her dipped low and graceful in his arms.::
Let's go back and wolf our food! I want you all the way inside me
GODyoumakemeHOT! ::Leslie whispered harshly, just for him.::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/17/98 9:43:05 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::Leslie laughed out loud, boisterously. She was having such a good time!::

::Iyami held her possessively.  Leslie was beautiful when she laughed.  And
she was *his.*::

> Woooo! ::Leslie squealed. He was making her hot again, showing off such daper
> dancing skills as these. She couldn't wait to fuck him as hard as he could
> push it. Her eyes told him so.::

"Oooo--'fuck me' eyes,"  ::Iyami murmured.::  "Jou wanton woman!"

> Senor, jou are a raging bull, ramming your horns into my bloody
> viscera! OLE!! ::Leslie stomped her feet in a series of fancy, latin-styled
> dance steps.

::Iyami cracked up, but never lost a beat.::

>The crowd cheered and clapped as the tango came to a glorious
> end, with her dipped low and graceful in his arms.::
> Let's go back and wolf our food! I want you all the way inside me
> GODyoumakemeHOT! ::Leslie whispered harshly, just for him.::

::Iyami pressed her against him, so she could feel his boner.  He gave a
feral, wolf-like grin.::  "Grrrrowlllll..."  ::Taking her hand, and not at
all trying to hide his erection, he escorted his lady back to their booth.
Few noticed, they were looking more at Leslie.::

::Hiyata and several other servers were waiting at their table.  They
applauded enthusiastically before presenting their food in an aesthetic
display.::  "This has been a very exciting night!"  ::Hiyata  exclaimed.::

"You're telling me?"  ::Iyami asked.  He casually reached under the table to
stroke the inside of Leslie's thigh.::  "And it's just starting!"

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/18/98 2:59:58 AM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< "Oooo--'fuck me' eyes,"  ::Iyami murmured.::  "Jou wanton woman!" >>

Jou know it! ::Leslie replied, shaking her shoulders like Charo.::

<<::Iyami pressed her against him, so she could feel his boner.  He gave a
feral, wolf-like grin.::  "Grrrrowlllll..." >>

Oh YES! ::Leslie said in a growly voice. She simply couldn't wait!::

<<::Hiyata and several other servers were waiting at their table.  They
applauded enthusiastically before presenting their food in an aesthetic
display.::  "This has been a very exciting night!"  ::Hiyata  exclaimed.::

"You're telling me?"  ::Iyami asked. >>

You're telling me! ::Leslie replied in unison with him. She slid into the
booth, wondering if she should satisfy her grumbling stomach or her racing
heart first.::

<<He casually reached under the table to stroke the inside of Leslie's
thigh.::  "And it's just starting!">>

Mmmm... ::Leslie purred. She waved a hand to dismiss the waitors.:: Arigato,
that will be all. ::Then she looked right into Iyami's eyes and fed him some
of her teriyaki chicken.::
::Leslie ate up her food faster than she ever had, making eyes at Iyami,
occassionally feeding him bites, and centering most of her concentration on
that hand stroking her thigh. The look in her eyes alternated between
"fuuuuuuck meeeeee!" and severely lovesick, like a lost puppy who had just
found its master. She waited until Iyami had cleaned most of his plate also.
Then she slipped her hand into his lap and stroked the hardness there from
the outside of his clothes.:: You done? ::Leslie asked, her voice breathy.::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/18/98 9:11:09 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> Jou know it! ::Leslie replied, shaking her shoulders like Charo.::

"Coochie coochie!"  ::Iyami responded.::

> Mmmm... ::Leslie purred. She waved a hand to dismiss the waitors.:: Arigato,
> that will be all. ::Then she looked right into Iyami's eyes and fed him some
> of her teriyaki chicken.::

::Iyami gulped it down and returned the favor, smiling possessively.::

> Then she slipped her hand into his lap and stroked the hardness there from the
> outside of his clothes.:: You done? ::Leslie asked, her voice breathy.::

::Iyami looked into the love of his life's eyes.  She was the most beautiful
thing in the whole fucking world.  He inhaled as she stroked his throbbing
dick.::  "What do you think?"  ::He asked in a low voice.  He was flushed
from the excitement.  He had never had a boner this long before in his
life.::  "I want you *now.*"

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/19/98 1:24:59 AM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< He inhaled as she stroked his throbbing dick.::  "What do you think?"
::He asked in a low voice.  He was flushed from the excitement.  He had never
had a boner this long before in his life.::  "I want you *now.*" >>

Good. Then follow me, nonchalantly. ::Leslie slid out of the booth, taking
Iyami's hand, and led him to the ladies' restroom. The restrooms were located
down a hallway, so they were hidden from the view of the general restaurant
population. That made it easy for Leslie to take Iyami right into the ladies'
room.::

::A young girl of 21 was standing by the door, holding a small pile of
fingertowels. It was her job to offer these towels to the women after they
washed their hands. She was wearing the same outfits that the girls out front
had on.:: Hello Oku-san. ::the girl remarked to Leslie upon her entrance.
When she saw Iyami, she gasped in surprise.::

Hi. What's your name? ::Leslie asked::

::The girl blinked several times.:: Kiko.

Kiko, this may seem strange to you--I don't know how long you've worked here,
nor how many other people like us have come through these doors, but my
boyfriend and I are really perverted exhibitionists. We want to make love in
this restroom. If you lock the door and put out that "Closed for Cleaning"
sign, I will give you $200. ::Leslie took the money out of her purse and
showed it to Kiko, whose eyes grew wide.::

Ma'am! Sir! I...don't want to get in trouble... but I suppose if the cleaning
sign is out, no one will know what is really going on in here. ::Kiko looked
them both over.:: May I watch?

::Leslie shivered; she always wanted an audience with her handsome Iyami.::
Sure. In fact, you're being so nice, I'll even throw in this. ::She removed a
large vibrator from her purse. Kiko gasped.:: I brought it along because I
thought I was going to be away from you for a weekend. ::Leslie told Iyami.::
I don't need it now.

::Kiko took the vibrator and turned it over in her hands with wonder, feeling
the clit vibe.:: I've seen these in catalogs, but I've never had the guts to
buy one!

Knock yourself out. ::Leslie purred, running her finger up and down Iyami's
chest.::

::Kiko did as she was asked, putting out the sign and locking the door. That
was Leslie's cue. She was determined to do a little seduction act, even
though Iyami was a sure thing. Leslie walked toward a set of three full
length mirrors, set up to show several angles, like a dressing room mirror.
She put her leg up on a nearby soft chair, remarking:: I told you these
places were like being at home. Look at all the comforts they put in here.
::Then she raised the skirt of her dress and looked at her shaven, glistening
pussy in the mirror, moving her hips lightly to shift the light on her
skin.:: Mmmm. ::she purred. Then Leslie pulled down the top part of her dress
again, exposing her breasts, and bent over a bit so Iyami could see her wet
pussy from behind as well as in the mirror. Her ass trembled in his
direction.:: Get over here you animal.

::Kiko was beginning to pant.:: Oh my. ::She leaned against a corner and
fanned herself.::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/19/98 10:40:41 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> Good. Then follow me, nonchalantly. ::Leslie slid out of the booth, taking
> Iyami's hand, and led him to the ladies' restroom. The restrooms were located
> down a hallway, so they were hidden from the view of the general restaurant
> population. That made it easy for Leslie to take Iyami right into the ladies'
> room.::

::Iyami put his hands in his pockets and whistled, keeping his eyes averted
as he slouched after Leslie's lead.::

> ::A young girl of 21 was standing by the door, holding a small pile of
> fingertowels. It was her job to offer these towels to the women after they
> washed their hands. She was wearing the same outfits that the girls out front
> had on.:: Hello Oku-san. ::the girl remarked to Leslie upon her entrance. When
> she saw Iyami, she gasped in surprise.::
>
> Hi. What's your name? ::Leslie asked::
>
> ::The girl blinked several times.:: Kiko.

::Iyami hung his head over Leslie's shoulder.::  "Hi Kiko."

> Kiko, this may seem strange to you--I don't know how long you've worked here,
> nor how many other people like us have come through these doors, but my
> boyfriend and I are really perverted exhibitionists. We want to make love in
> this restroom.

::Iyami looked at Leslie.  He hadn't expected the direct approach.::

> If you lock the door and put out that "Closed for Cleaning"
> sign, I will give you $200. ::Leslie took the money out of her purse and
> showed it to Kiko, whose eyes grew wide.::

::Iyami squeezed Leslie's buns from behind, and pressed himself against her
back so she could feel his erection.::  "Ask for more, she's rich,"  ::He
suggested.::

> Ma'am! Sir! I...don't want to get in trouble... but I suppose if the cleaning
> sign is out, no one will know what is really going on in here. ::Kiko looked
> them both over.:: May I watch?
>
> ::Leslie shivered; she always wanted an audience with her handsome Iyami.::
> Sure.

::Iyami's eyes bugged out.  His jaw dropped.  He did not--did NOT--expect
Lelsie to EVER say that!!  Where was the Keep-Things-Professional-When
We're-Not-behind-Closed-Doors Leslie that he knew?  Was she just playing with
Kiko?  Calling the towel-girl's bluff?::

>In fact, you're being so nice, I'll even throw in this. ::She removed a
> large vibrator from her purse. Kiko gasped.:: I brought it along because I
> thought I was going to be away from you for a weekend. ::Leslie told Iyami.::
> I don't need it now.

::Iyami's jaw flapped.::  "Uh, uh, uh..."  ::  He couldn't speak, couldn't
say a damned thing.  Leslie meant it, she was going to go throught with it.
He felt a slow warm burn of unexpected excitement rush over him.  A small
little smart-ass was hopping up and down in his head, screaming at him to
make a comment about how the real thing was prettier and didn't need d-cells.
The little smart-ass could shut up, IT wasn't gonna get laid in front of a
masturbating audience.::

> ::Kiko took the vibrator and turned it over in her hands with wonder, feeling
> the clit vibe.:: I've seen these in catalogs, but I've never had the guts to
> buy one!
>
> Knock yourself out. ::Leslie purred, running her finger up and down Iyami's
> chest.::

::Iyami still couldn't say anything.  He gave up on words.  He pulled Leslie
toward him in a tight embrace and gave a deep, long kiss.::

> ::Kiko did as she was asked, putting out the sign and locking the door. That
> was Leslie's cue. She was determined to do a little seduction act, even though
> Iyami was a sure thing. Leslie walked toward a set of three full length
> mirrors, set up to show several angles, like a dressing room mirror. She put
> her leg up on a nearby soft chair, remarking:: I told you these places were
> like being at home. Look at all the comforts they put in here.

::Iyami looked at her, a question in his eyes.  He had expected to just nail
her on the sink counter-top, what was she up to?::

>::Then she
> raised the skirt of her dress and looked at her shaven, glistening pussy in
> the mirror, moving her hips lightly to shift the light on her skin.:: Mmmm.
> ::she purred.

"Ohh!"  ::Iyami grunted, involuntarily grabbing himself.  The sight of Leslie
posing, looking ready to play with herself, gave him such a reaction.::

> Then Leslie pulled down the top part of her dress again,
> exposing her breasts, and bent over a bit so Iyami could see her wet pussy
> from behind as well as in the mirror. Her ass trembled in his direction.:: Get
> over here you animal.

::Iyami was already on his way.  Just when he thought Leslie had surprised
him enough...!  Holy shit!::

> ::Kiko was beginning to pant.:: Oh my. ::She leaned against a corner and
> fanned herself.::

::Iyami had already forgotten about her.  He roughly yanked his jacket and
tie off as he stalked over.  One hand fumbled at one of his over-all clasps
as he reached his posing lust-goddess.  Fuck the clothes, just now he craved
contact.  He grabbed Leslie's arms, pulling them over her head, and pressed
her against the cool glass of the mirror.  Pelvis squirming, he kissed her
deeply, probing with his tongue.  With Leslie's arms up, her breasts were
presented nicely.  He wanted to feel them rubbing against his skin.  He
scrabbled at the buttons, then impatiently pulled the shirt over his head.::

Subj:	Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/20/98 12:07:24 AM Central Standard Time
From:	Laurel
To:	Karre

<< ::Iyami hung his head over Leslie's shoulder.::  "Hi Kiko." >>

::She blinked at Iyami now, then politely smiled at him.:: Good evening sir.
::What was this couple up to? They were up to something; hardly anyone ever
spoke to her when they came in the bathroom.::

<<::Iyami squeezed Leslie's buns from behind, and pressed himself against her
back so she could feel his erection.::  "Ask for more, she's rich,"  ::He
suggested.::>>

Ohhhh... ::Leslie moaned. She rubbed back against that erection sinuously.
Kiko's eyes got larger; they were serious!:: 

I've never been tipped before... ::Kiko remarked.:: This will be sufficient.
::She wasn't going to blow this deal by getting greedy. Several times,
couples had come in here to make out or fuck, and they hadn't cared if Kiko
could get in trouble for it--they just did it and expected her to deal. These
two, they cared about her job, and even gave her money, and a really awesome
sex toy. And they were both quite attractive and sophisticated. Kiko was
going to enjoy watching them!::

<<::Iyami's jaw flapped.::  "Uh, uh, uh...">>

Did someone tie up your tongue...besides me? ::Leslie asked with a smirk.::

<<::Iyami still couldn't say anything.  He gave up on words.  He pulled
Leslie toward him in a tight embrace and gave a deep, long kiss.::>>

::Leslie purred softly into his mouth, running her hands through his hair.
Kiko nearly drooled watching them, thinking of how nice it would be if her
boyfriend Hiyata was here. She had never done this before, but she was quite
sure she was going to have to masturbate in front of these people, they were
making her so hot. Kiko eyed the nicely sized vibrator in her hand.::

<<"Ohh!"  ::Iyami grunted, involuntarily grabbing himself.  The sight of
Leslie posing, looking ready to play with herself, gave him such a
reaction.::>>

::Hot stabbing shivers ran all up and down Leslie's body at the sight of his
reaction. Her clit throbbed at the sound of his moan.:: Ohhh god... ::she
panted::

<<He grabbed Leslie's arms, pulling them over her head, and pressed her
against the cool glass of the mirror.  Pelvis squirming, he kissed her
deeply, probing with his tongue.>>

::Leslie melted in his arms. She quivered all over at the touch of his hands
and his lips against hers. She moaned into his mouth.::

::That was it. Kiko let out a moan, then slid to the floor in the corner and
began to remove her panties, opening her outfit at the same time so she could
stroke her own hard nipples. The little Japanese girl hadn't been this hot
since Hiyata took her to the lover's hill two weeks ago.::

::With a purr, Leslie broke the kiss, and helped Iyami get the other overall
strap undone. With his shirt gone, she was free to rub her hardened nipples
against his chest. Delicious pleasure fire moved all through her.:: Ahhhhh.
Oh Iyami! Baby, take me from behind. I really need to watch us make love
while we do it. I can watch in the mirror.
::She turned her back to him, her hands feeling the cool glass, her legs
spread and waiting. Briefly Leslie stroked her nipples against the glass, and
moaned.:: Ahhhhhh huh. Oh GOD. Oh how I WANT you! ::her breath fogged up the
mirror in front of her::

Subj:	 Re: Still a Weekend of PERIL!!!
Date:	11/20/98 11:02:49 PM Central Standard Time
From:	Karre
To:	Laurel

> ::Leslie purred softly into his mouth, running her hands through his hair.

::Iyami loved it when she did that.::

> ::Leslie melted in his arms. She quivered all over at the touch of his hands
> and his lips against hers. She moaned into his mouth.::

::Iyami answered with a groan of pent-up desire.::

> ::With a purr, Leslie broke the kiss, and helped Iyami get the other overall
> strap undone. With his shirt gone, she was free to rub her hardened nipples
> against his chest. Delicious pleasure fire moved all through her.::

::Iyami inhaled sharply.  He loved feeling Leslie's skin against his.  He
wished he could take the entire outfit off, but knew he had to keep his tail
hidden.  He compromised by letting the front flap hang down so he could
skootch his undies past his throbbing dick.  He pressed himself against
Leslie again, rubbing forcefully with his pelvis.::  "I want you.  I want you
NOW!"  ::Iyami growled.::

>:: Ahhhhh. Oh
> Iyami! Baby, take me from behind. I really need to watch us make love while we
> do it. I can watch in the mirror.
> ::She turned her back to him, her hands feeling the cool glass, her legs
> spread and waiting. Briefly Leslie stroked her nipples against the glass, and
> moaned.:: Ahhhhhh huh. Oh GOD. Oh how I WANT you! ::her breath fogged up the
> mirror in front of her::

::Iyami watched Leslie's reflection in the mirror as she stroked her nipples
on the glass.  That made him so fucking HORNY!  He admired the view before
him; Leslie bent over in her heels, her ass and pussy presented in an arch
before his eager cock.  Iyami took his hot, engorged member and rubbed it on
her ass, stroking the cheeks with his seething penis.  He couldn't wait, he
had been waiting all damned night.  He pulled his cock to her waiting pussy.
As he entered, a movement in the mirror caught his eye.  Kiko was watching; 
he had almost forgotten about her.  The excitement of being watched added
force to his entry.  Iyami pulled out, then jabbed himself back in, leaning
into Leslie to increase the plunge.::  "Ahh!  Leslie!  AAHHH!"  ::Iyami
covered her back.  He ran his free hands across Leslie's body; over her
shoulders, down her thighs, cupping breasts; they ranged over her.::
"Leslie!"

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