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Do I have to say the word?

30 Tuesday Apr 2013

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Re: Roleplay Live : The Death Club. GM : iShatteredSanity
January 12, 2013 05:39AM
Role Play Live : Group : Death Club
Dixie and Demetrios’s Christmas Vacation
Do I have to say the word

 

 

Writers: CharlotteCarrendar and iShatteredSanity.

iShatteredSanity: -The previous days had found Dixie and Demetrios relaxing to their hearts desire. After visiting a few nearby villages and getting supplies, they had returned back to the cabin. There they had already spent Christmas Eve and New Year’s Eve as well while cuddling in front of the fireplace. It was truly magnificent, and both of them needed that; just some time for them two alone without any other concern. And so, a few days had passed while Demetrios had paid for some more time in the cabin, something that the owner approved; after all he had gotten quite the amount of money. And so, we reach the current day. The sun rays had began to slip inside the cabin, finding Dixie in the arms of Demetrios who was lying down on the cushions in front of the fireplace. Demetrios had just woken up and looked at Dixie. Her hair almost covering her face, such a beautiful and wild sight. Looking at Dixie, Demetrios let out a soft sigh of happiness. He did not need any other gift, he had the ultimate one and he was glad that he had found it. Looking at Dixie as she slept, Demetrios began to rub her back softly, feeling her soft and elegant skin on his palm. He was so glad that the fire on the fireplace was still alive, otherwise they would both have frozen to death, especially since they were only in their underwear.-

**

CharlotteCarrendar: – Days and nights melded together, as the young couple experienced the best that the region had to offer, in sightseeing, and of course, purchasing supplies, that they took back to the cabin. The cabin, ever warm, a wonderful respite from the lives they had left behind in Prague. A dream holiday, spending time making snowmen, Dixie falling back in the snow to make a snow angel, carefree laughter filling the air. Chasing each other around in the kitchen, as Dixie tried to pelt Demetrious with cookie dough balls. Course, it wasn’t all madness and silly games, there were those tender sessions of lovemaking in the depths of the spa, then of course on the kingsize bed, where Dixie would grip the headboard, arching her back, and crying out her love’s name over and over. Nights naked in each other’s arms, beneath the warmth of satin sheets and woollen blankets. This was heaven for the angel and her Grim reaper. Falling asleep only to awaken and find the other there, a smile and deep kiss. Happiness. Now we find them, before the fireplace, and with both in their undergarments, it was a good thing that the fire still crackled and spat. Bathed in the golden glow of the flames, they were warm and content. Feeling wandering fingers upon her skin, Dixie spoke without opening her eyes. “Mmmm…Dem…do that again.” <3>

**

iShatteredSanity: -The fallen angel with the feathers of ink seemed to have woken up. At her request, the grim reaper merely nodded as he half closed his eyes. His hands kept making contact with her skin, rubbing gently against it while all the while feeling the softness and the tenderness of it. Leaning towards Dixie, Demetrios planted a soft kiss on her forehead as he spoke slowly in a soft whispering tone.- “Who said that I want to stop?” –And then a soft and playful chuckle filled the area as another kiss was planted on Dixie’s forehead. And that was quite true, Demetrios could never get enough of his fallen angel. He adored Dixie, he loved her so damn much and each moment that they spent was treasured. And one more thing, while it has been mentioned so many times, it did not matter if Dixie and Demetrios had spent so many times making love, seeing and feeling each other naked, for Demetrios it was still just like their very first time. Dixie, his fallen angel, no, his Goddess…-

**

CharlotteCarrendar: – Seemed it was not only Dem and Dix that were up. The sun had also joined them, its rays streaming through the windows, illuminating the fine smoke of the fire, that was like a mist in the cabin. Dixie moved slowly to her love’s touch, getting closer, and drawing her hair free from her face, so she could gaze upon her love with her brown eyes. “Not I…and even if you were to stop, I would just hassle you till you did again.” –Dixie chirped, getting up to sitting, and then being rather bold, placed her hands upon his shoulders and straddled his hips, assuming a riding position. Her hair fell about her face, framing it, with sparkling eyes, she was in a playful mood. “So…Lover, are we to go skiing, or….am I too poison you with my cooking?” Dixie had a quirky grin, as she wiggled her hips and made sure he felt her warmth against his member. <3>

**

iShatteredSanity: -Demetrios could not help himself but laugh softly in a low tone at Dixie’s remark.- “Then I should have said no.” –He said and chuckled as soon as Dixie rolled on him and got on top of him. Smirking slightly and opening his eyes fully, Demetrios pretended to be her captive, someone who was pretty much defenseless.- “Skiing or your cooking… Hmm…” –Demetrios hummed for a few seconds before he inclined his head to the right.- “I will go with curtain number two. What’s in the menu today?” –Demetrios asked as his lips curled up to a grin and also while his hands managed to get a grip on her waist.-

**

CharlotteCarrendar: – Dixie felt Dem’s hands grip her waist, more or less holding her in place, and she brought a finger up to her lip, tapping it, and then closing her right eye. “Hmm…well, how does vegemite toast sound? Or bacon and eggs…or…*she held off on the last part, as she leant forward slightly, and placed her finger on his lips, running it across. *…me.” <3>

**

iShatteredSanity: -Demetrios lied down there, listening to Dixie and smiling at her as she was coming up with ideas for breakfast. As she leaned forward and placed her finger on his lips, Demetrios arched an eyebrow and winked playfully while his previous grin widened some more.- “Just what I had in mind…” –Demetrios said and licked Dixie’s finger before opening his mouth and sucking on it. Then his hands travelled down on her waist, slipping underneath her panties but still staying on her sides. Then his hands slowly moved backwards to get a good feel of her buttocks, offering them a gentle squeeze all the while he was staring deep into Dixie’s beautiful eyes.-

**

CharlotteCarrendar:- Dixie shivered when Dem took her finger into his warm mouth, and sucked it, suggesting he wasn’t wanting vegemite toast. It didn’t matter where, or what they were doing, if Dix and Dem had the chance, they found themselves wrapped in each other’s arms, sharing stolen kisses. Dem’s hands had found purchase, slipping beneath her panties, and taking hold of a good portion of her ass cheeks. Taking back her hand, she reached around behind her and undid her bra strap, slipping it off her shoulders and casually tossing it to the side. Now bare chested, and the flimsiest of fabric separating her from his girth, she bit her lip suggestively. Eagerness overtook her, when her hips began to roll, and she brought her hands up, to sweep her hair up off her neck, and stretch her body out. The morning might be a time for a man to be stiff and ready, but Dixie was wet and way ahead of him. A soft moan, and she closed her eyes, feeling him grow beneath her. <3>

**

iShatteredSanity: -While there was a great view outside that one could enjoy from the windows, the view of Dixie’s naked body was actually something that Demetrios enjoyed more. And a truly magnificent view. His eyes travelling on her chest and locking on her breasts, Demetrios licked his lips as he bent his waist a bit, leaning closer to Dixie and resting his head on her chest. Then shifting only slightly to the right, his mouth got a hold of her left breast nipple. Licking it softly and them his lips falling round it, sucking it while his tongue flapped on her nipple inside his mouth. Soft moans parted his lips as his member began throbbing and hardening in a fast pace, something that Dixie could feel right away. Meanwhile, his hands massaged Dixie’s buttocks by pressing them together and parting them. For Demetrios, that was the BEST breakfast that he could get.-

**

CharlotteCarrendar: – Dixie may have been in a dominant position, having straddled him, but the truth was she was girl, and the one to bring him his pleasure this morning. Dixie released her hair that she held up, and brought her hands down in time as Demetrios came up off the cushion, rising to his angel. Dixie lowered her head, and smiled, when Demetrios’s lips found her left breast. She released a sigh, and with both hands, gently massaged his head, cooing softly, whispering his name. Dixie kissed the top of his head, at the same time, he suckled her nipple, then took more of her inside his mouth. His tongue lapping, and causing her to feel the pain and pleasure as it stirred her nerve ends. The warmth and pulsating sensation of her loins, she could not escape from. Demetrios’s member hardening and tapping her from beneath. The young aussie began to rock her hips forward and back, in an attempt to stimulate her wet folds further. The touch of his tongue kept sending electrical like charges through her, and she craved more. Their bodies rocking together, by the warmth of the fire. There was no rush, but a growing need, just the same. <3>

**

iShatteredSanity: -If this so called heaven existed, then it must had been Dixie’s very own body. That garden of Eden with the so many secrets, and also the forbidden fruit. Demetrios could feel the warmth of Dixie’s body, he could hear her heartbeat, he could hear her breathing, the whispering of his name. The plethora of sounds that came from Dixie’s body was music to Demetrios’ ears, music that was meant only for him. Still sucking her nipple he let go of her buttocks only to grab her panties to tug them down. Then he leaned his back backwards, pulling Dixie with him so that he could remove her panties and leave her completely naked. Of course once he had removed her panties, he also took off his black boxers. Then he assumed his previous position while his hard and throbbing member began to poke Dixie’s most sacred of places, threatening to penetrate it. Collecting her precum and creating a soft coat of it on his member, Demetrios could barely keep himself in check. Letting go of her nipple and leaving a small trail of saliva behind, Demetrios looked into Dixie’s eyes as he leaned a bit closer to her.- “I love you Dixie angel…” –Demetrios said in a soft whispering tone before his member split Dixie’s lips and finally got inside her, slowly, very slowly till his whole member had disappeared inside her.-

**

CharlotteCarrendar: – Free of cloth, her Demetrios wanted to get closer. The shreds of fabric; her briefs and his boxers were now discarded. They were now holding each other, skin to skin, free to explore. Dixie had this smile, when her love pulled back from her breast, and she could see his cheeks had darkened. A trickle of saliva dripped from her pert nipple, and it was now cherry red, ripe. Demetrios’s body was hard, yet smooth to touch, and Dixie found her hands wanting to explore, as she became almost giddy from excitement. His erect member, its bold head glistening in her pre, teased and pressed to her awaiting flower. Petals drawn back as if opening to greet the sun. Dixie shivered again, her eagerness was taking reign of her senses. Finally Demetrios broke the silence, uttering his declaration. Dixie could barely breath, and without warning, she blurted. “Complete me.”- Dixie pushed herself down, closing her pussy over his shaft, as he penetrated and disappeared up inside of her. Dixie gasped, at how delicious it felt. Her inner walls compressing around him. Demetrios entered her slowly, but she was so tight, and with her trembling, it would be quite the sensation. So much smaller was she, his Dixie girl. Her eyes searched him, voicelessly pleading for him to fill her with his seed. Joined fully, she circled her hips, round twice and then back, teasing but showing eagerness unmatched. Breathlessly she uttered. “Love my body. Cover me…have me..take me.” <3>

**

iShatteredSanity: -Inch by inch, Demetrios’ member entered her. Her walls began to clench around his shaft, yet due to her early nectar juices it could enter her without any pain. And adding the vibrations of her body from her trembling, that was a sensation truly out of that planet. And there, Demetrios was fully inside her, once again claiming her castle, tasting the forbidden fruit, conquering her. Closing his eyes for a few moments, Demetrios wanted to savor up each moment that he had spent inside her. Her warmth, her trembling, her voice. God her voice. It was as if the choir of angels was singing hymns in the form of words; “Love my body. Cover me…have me..take me.”. Dixie did not need to say those words, her eyes spoke them for her in a plethora of words that would need too much time to be spoken. Demetrios could ‘listen’ to those words when he opened his eyes and stared deep into her beautiful eyes once more as he leaned closer to her, pressing his lips against hers and locking them in a blissful kiss. His hands travelled up on her back, resting on her shoulder blades and pulling her closer to him as at the same time he had already began to move his hips up and down, his member moving in and out of her in a slow pace. Her early juices acted as a coat around his member that glistened in the sunlight before it got back inside her, back in its sheathe, back in its port, back home.-

**

CharlotteCarrendar:- The moment his eyes opened, and Dixie could see the love that lay there, that was hers for the taking, she stifled a cry, and found herself locked in a kiss, she never wanted to break. Demetrios heeded her word, and took the gift that she had presented to him. The simple feeling of his hands on her back, and she knew he claimed her. So it began the lovemaking. Slow at first, as he moved in and out of her at a slow pace, but Dixie was lost, lost to the world, and now given over to her desires. Her lips slowly travelled in a flurry of butterfly kisses, past his cheek and around to his ear, where her hot breath could be felt, just as she licked and then sucked his ear lobe. The bucking got harder, and Dixie buried her head in his neck, biting and sucking his skin. It felt so good; she was wanting to go faster. Like a rabbit, she bucked on his member, teasing, and with her nipples roughly rubbing his chest, her body was electrified. The wetness of her folds, now coated his skin, and their bodies slapping together, got louder, whilst husky sounds escaped from Dixie’s throat. “Demmmmmm” <3>

**

iShatteredSanity: -Words… there was no need for them. They both were in a state that they could understand each other through simple things like just a touch or a glance or a breath. The kiss, so soft, so delicate, so… good. Demetrios was finally breathing oxygen again. Yes, Dixie was the very air that he needed in order to survive. And then the kiss slowly broke, but Demetrios was not sad, he could feel Dixie’s hot breath on his skin as she sucked his earlobe, as she kissed his check, as she was biting and sucking his neck. Usually he was the one doing that, but it actually felt so damn good. And his member responded to that stimulation by throbbing more and more while inside Dixie. Moans and soft groans were parting Demetrios’ mouth as his chest vibrated. The very chest that Dixie’s hardened nipples were grazing. Demetrios was in a trance like state, a state that he did not want to snap out from. Meanwhile his pace did not drop in the slightest; instead he had begun to increase it with each thrust. And with each thrust, more nectar flowed from Dixie’s flower, covering his member, balls and thighs with it. A few drops began to fall down on the cushions as well. Slowly and while he was still inside her, Demetrios rose on his feet, holding Dixie into his arms and supporting her frame. Rising on his feet and waiting for Dixie to wrap her legs around his waist, he moved close to the window that had the view down on the valley. His hands moved down on her body so that he could hold her from her buttocks and move her body up and down as he also moved his hips back and forth in the same rhythm. Perhaps the penetration was not the same as before, but the whole sensation was going to be different since her tight walls were slowly stretching and loosening up a bit.-

**

CharlotteCarrendar: – The pillows beneath them were starting to get wet from their sweet juices. Dixie suddenly felt the sensation of being lifted up, and naturally swung her legs around her Demetrios, so she had a secure hold on him. Small giggles came from her as she could see he was carrying her over towards the window that looked out over miles of snow covered country. The valley that spread out far and wide, with the forest trees winter white from the nights snow fall. Even though he was carrying her, and balancing her on his stiffened member, he never missed a beat, continuing to push up inside her and then out again. Dixie found herself kissing his cheek, and nuzzling his neck, before leaning back slightly, so the angle on which he held her would stretch him inside of her. It was so erotic, and the chill factor from being further from the fire, had her body covered in small goose bumps. Another shiver and then Dixie found that edge. Oh yes, that was what she wanted. Gripping him tightly, she lowered herself on him, then with more force. Gone was the smile, and replaced it with determination. Now she wanted it…the brass ring. His shaft was finding her g spot, and rubbed it so hard, that she was delirious. Eyes narrowing to slits, as she licked her lips, and worked to get it. Dixie would feel her clamp down, tightening and squeezing. She was like a powder keg, building and breathing harder. Her voice rose as she let out a sharp few squeals. Dixie began to melt upon Demetrios and with the friction she was almost there. Gritting teeth, she barely got it out. “Demm…going….going….Demm…Mmmmmahhh…” she was on the threshold, and he could finally bring her home. <3>

**

iShatteredSanity: -Well, as stated, there was no need for any words between them. As soon as Demetrios rose from the nectar coated cushions, Dixie wrapped her legs around his waist. That not only supported her frame, but it also helped with the penetration. Straddling her legs open Demetrios could reach deeper inside her as his member was entering her fully, her lips hitting the base of his member. After reaching the window, Demetrios had leaned close to the wall, pushing Dixie gently on it as he was now holding her waist firmly while he had began thrusting her faster and harder than before. Dixie was very tight, and that was what drove Demetrios’ sex drive to the extreme. Thrusting and thrusting and thrusting, not holding back, knowing that Dixie wanted that as well. More force, more speed with each thrust, and her juices flowing down and making a small puddle on Demetrios’ feet. Her voice, her moans… Damn… That was so damn good. Demetrios could not hold it back anymore. He could not help himself anymore. His thrusts became more and more intense, perhaps a bit more violent, as his lips pressed against hers, locking on a deep kiss, a kiss that was not broken not even for air. Again, thrusting and thrusting deep inside Dixie, Demetrios could feel that he was close, and he knew that Dixie could realize that as well.-

**

CharlotteCarrendar:- It was more than love, it was more than a soul connection. The two lovers belonged together. Perfectly in unison, with wants changing rapidly to needs. Dixie wanted it, and now Demetrios needed it. Both staring at the other, as their bodies were instruments; divine. The lion, and the lamb. Hunger spurred him on, as she was soft to his hardness. All reservations were abandoned, for now he knew he could be the man she craved. Intensity; that grew with each thrust upward. Dixie was like a drug, that he had to have. As she was lost to him, he suddenly let the urge take over. It felt so good for both, and their voices joined like words to the music, perfect harmony. The deeper the thrusts, the harder he pushed, the more she gave and surrendered her body. Finally she couldn’t contain it any longer, and though they kissed, and it was so hard, that sure to bruise her supple lips, she came…..and violently. Her body almost fused onto his, and though she could not scream his name, he would feel the power in her chest, the swelling. Her pussy became tight, and then constricted around, pulling and tugging at his pulsating meat. Dixie was so alive, her eyes wide open, her nails clawing his back. The lamb became a tiger, his lover his equal. <3>

**

iShatteredSanity: -Thrusting and thrusting and thrusting, never stopping. Demetrios’ hips moving back and forth in a fast pace while the force of his movement made his balls cling back and forth, hitting on Dixie’s back door as his member was penetrating her gate of paradise. And it was paradise indeed, or maybe hell? Well, it did not matter at all if it was heaven or hell, since it was Dixie’s and Demetrios’ very own world, no, universe where pleasure reigned. Back, forth, back, forth… In, out, in, out, in, out… Sweat began to coat both their bodies. Their breathing became irregular. Their hearts beating fast and strong, pumping blood on their bodies and fueling their passion. But still, none of them broke that kiss, a kiss that had now turned into a fiery one. Demetrios’ tongue once again had explored Dixie’s mouth, a quest that it could take as many times as it was needed. And after a few moments, the moment that they both waited arrived. Demetrios was very close to climaxing, it was so very obvious, but so was Dixie. Gulping a few times but still pressing his lips into the kiss Demetrios could feel her walls clench tight around his member as it entered her one last time, as deep as he could. As Dixie began spraying her hot juices all over Demetrios, his member had began spurting his own seed deep into Dixie’s vagina, drowning her womb in it. Demetrios jerked a few times, not helping himself from doing that since his orgasm was explosive. Slowly his feet gave in and he lowered his body, but his member was still inside her, still releasing smaller amounts of his seed. His lips still connected with Dixie’s for a few more moments before he broke the kiss as they both needed to take a breath. But while he did break the kiss, his lips still touched with hers as he breathed in her scent, her very essence.- “Dixie… My angel…” –He managed to whisper in-between his panting as he held her body so close to his, not letting her go of him, not even for a moment.-

**

CharlotteCarrendar:- Nothing could top the feeling of euphoria, as the two finally were drawn to the end, and what an end. The floor beneath them stained, and their bodies were wet from sweat, and lacquered with sexual juices. The point of impact, when the two released at the same time. The kiss of hunger had them joined completely. Neither refused to stop, as if their lives depended upon it. Dixie’s lungs were set to burst, and her legs had lost power. She could barely hold herself around him anymore, for she was in complete meltdown. The exhilarating feeling, she was dizzy almost, like her blood had drained from her. When finally they broke the kiss, Dixie was struggling to find breath. Her bottom lip was quivering, and she could not express in words, what her heart and mind were telling her. She wasn’t just in love, this was no simple crush, no sex for pleasure alone. Dixie was awestruck, and the cheeky aussie just struggled to speak. Dixie wrapped herself in his arms, and simply held him….realising that words weren’t needed. She was his Dixie girl. Her life started and ended with him. <3>

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Where dragonflies dance.

30 Tuesday Apr 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Parodies, Songs and Silly Poems.

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adventure, breakfast, bush, camping, fishing, poetry, swimming, waterhole, writing

Hear the babbling brook, see the pebbles shine;

Glistening, in the morning rays of light.

Bush creatures stirring, whilst birds take off in flight.

The buzz of bees hovering around the gumtrees

Dragonflies; a rainbow of color, dance above the falls.

Scent of crisp clean water, sparkling and churning,

Tumbling over moss covered rocks.

 

 

Seated on the patch of green,

No shoes and no socks, feet dipped into the creek.

Flecks of silver dance in the shallows;

While a long lizard suns itself on a high stone.

Capturing the rays of light to warm its bones.

Fishing pole in hand, finger tweaks the line;

Hoping for a tasty fish to take my bait;

Breakfast in the bush is divine.

 

 

With billy already on the boil,

Wet clothes that hang across a tree bough.

Bright coloured tent, flap open wide;

You can see the mess of sleeping bags inside.

Free from the hustle and bustle of city life.

In the bush there are no clocks, aside from the Sun;

No traffic, no pollution, being always on the run.

Tranquil here in nature’s gift.

From this delightful spot, I just don’t want to shift.

Tip forward my hat to shade my face

The bush is simple a wondrous place.

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Lost without you – Delta Goodrem.

30 Tuesday Apr 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Guilty Pleasures.

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classic, Delta Goodrem, lost without you, love, lyrics, music, piano, romance

 

“Lost Without You”

I know I can be a little stubborn sometimes
You might say a little righteous and too proud
I just want to find a way to compromise
Cos I believe that we can work things out

I thought I had all the answers never giving in
But baby since you’ve gone I admit that I was wrong

All I know is I’m lost without you I’m not gonna lie
How am I going to be strong without you I need you by my side
If we ever say we’ll never be together and we ended with goodbye don’t know what I’d do …I’m
lost without you
I keep trying to find my way but all I know is I’m lost without you
I keep trying to face the day I’m lost without you

How am I ever gonna get rid of these blues
Baby I’m so lonely all the time
Everywhere I go I get so confused
You’re the only thing that’s on my mind

Oh my beds so cold at night and I miss you more each day
Only you can make it right no I’m not too proud to say

All I know is I’m lost without you I’m not gonna lie
How am I going to be strong without you I need you by my side
If we ever say we’ll never be together and we ended with goodbye don’t know what I’d do …I’m
lost without you
I keep trying to find my way but all I know is I’m lost without you
I keep trying to face the day I’m lost without you

If I could only hold you now and make the pain just go away
Can’t stop the tears from running down my face
Oh

All I know is I’m lost without you I’m not gonna lie
How am I going to be strong without you I need you by my side
If we ever say we’ll never be together and we ended with goodbye don’t know what I’d do …I’m
lost without you
I keep trying to find my way but all I know is I’m lost without you
I keep trying to face the day I’m lost without you

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All I want for Christmas is you.

29 Monday Apr 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in The Simple pleasure in life : The Daily stories of Demetrios and Dixie.

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beauty, Christmas, couple, Demetrios, Dixie, home, love, Love Actually, music, relationship, romance, The Death Club, winter, writing

CharlotteCarrendar
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December 23, 2012 04:03AM
Roleplay Live : Group : The Death Club
All I want for Christmas is you
Love at Christmas
Players:
iShatteredSanity
CharlotteCarrendar
iShatteredSanity: -After so many days that had passed, Demetrios was finally home. He had opened the garage door, waiting to see if Dixie, his angel with ink feathers was inside. To his surprise, when he opened the door the scent of marinated meat along with another familiar scent reached his nostrils. Demetrios sniffed a few times and closed his eyes as he smiled softly and sighed happily.- “I am home…” – Demetrios mumbled to himself and moved the Ducati inside the garage, parking it and then closing the door slowly and while trying not to make a sound.- “Damn… I never thought that my garage would smell so damn good…” –Demetrios mumbled to himself again and looked around, taking off his leather jacket and tossing it on his bike. Looking around he noticed the Christmas decoration. The tree, the presents underneath, the food on the counter. But where was Dixie? Looking around for some more, Demetrios approached his desk, he finally saw her.- “Dixie…” –He whispered and moved closer to her, making no sounds at all.- “I missed you so much Dixie… I fucking missed you so fucking much…” –Demetrios whispered and tried to hold back a sob, but a tear did roll down on his right cheek. His angel was there, sleeping on the desk, probably worn out from everything she did while he was away. Approaching her some more and finally standing right next to her, he noticed that his laptop was on and on the monitor was the picture of Marianna. A deep sigh parted his lips and closed the laptop, making only the slight ~clip~ noise. But that was not all, he saw the drawing that Dixie had made. His eyes opened wide as he noticed that the person on the paper was none other than Marianna herself. Demetrios was very surprised, not believing what he was seeing. Dixie not only had found a picture of Marianna, the only picture that he had from her, but she had also drawn it on paper, using her own hands to create an image of his past lover. “A woman of substance”, was the signature on the paper. A soft smile appeared on his face once again as he leaned closer to Dixie, kissing her head softly.- “I can’t find any worlds to say my angel. I will only say thank you, but we both know that it is not enough…” –Demetrios whispered softly and kissed her head again, moving away so that he could get a blanket to cover her. Walking away from the desk, he headed to the bed.-
**
CharlotteCarrendar:-  Dixie was dreaming, far away in of all places;  Athens.  Dixie and Dem were standing in front of a statue.  Dem had his arm around her, as he explained what the statue was, and about its significance.  They were so in love, and dressed well.  Obviously it was a few years in the future, and a small boy ran to them, who Dem swept up in his arms, as Dixie looked on adoringly.  “My angels.” Dixie says, as in the real time, Demetrios was kissing her softly.  “My angels”- she can be heard in the real time.  Her eyelids moved, and she yawned as she woke from her slumber, only to see Demetrios walking away.  HE WAS BACK!  Dixie jumped up out of the chair, and did a running bolt, from around the desk, and ran up behind him, to leap onto his back with her arms wrapping around his neck.  “BABY!” she exclaimed, as she hung from him.  “”You’re home..and..and…shit, the meat.  I was going to cook, and..I fell asleep.  I missed you so so much!”   Dixie clung to him, like a koala hung onto a tree.  Like she would never, ever let go of him again. Everything else seemed forgotten, including the picture she had drawn.  For in her excited state, there was only him. <3>

**

iShatteredSanity: -“My angels”, Demetrios had heard Dixie whispering those words in her sleep and he wondered what kind of dream Dixie was having. Maybe, a good one. He thought about it while he was walking towards the bed to grab the blanket so that he could cover up so that she would not catch a cold. But he was not expecting Dixie waking up and clinging on him like a koala hanging on a tree. But damn… That felt so good… To be held by Dixie again… That felt so damn good… Demetrios closed his eyes and placed his hands on top of Dixie’s, rubbing her hands softly with his own as he laughed softly at her words about the meat. Finally opening his eyes, Demetrios slowly turned around and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in a warm and tight embrace, also lifting her from the ground and kissing her neck.- “I missed you too Dixie angel… I missed you so damn much…” –Demetrios said in a soft whispering tone before plunging his face on her neck, closing his eyes shut and holding back a few tears.- “And yeah…” –Demetrios made a slight pause to lean his head back as he opened his eyes and looked deep into Dixie’s.- “I am home, back to my own heaven with my very own angel…” –He said and smiled softly, leaning his head closer to hers, pressing his lips against hers and locking them in a kiss, a kiss that he had missed, a kiss that he so much needed.-

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CharlotteCarrendar:-  There was nothing else in the world, that Dixie wanted at this very moment, other than to be In the arms of Demetrios.  He was her present, and she never appreciated him more than she did at that very moment.  His scent how she had longed to breathe him in.  The nights with her nose buried in his pillow.  The ache that her body felt from waking up alone.  Pain, in her heart from feeling lost without him.   He was the very air she breathed, and the song in her heart.  Dixie nuzzled the back of his neck lovingly, making cooing sounds, happy, content.  His fingertips brushing her hands sent her tingling.  And then, he turned around, and she could again become lost in his eyes, those beautiful hues.  So rich and warm.  No one knew him, like she did at this very moment.  Words could barely express her thoughts that were filled with all manner of things she wanted to tell him, share with him.   Sure, the meat was still marinading, but for now, she just wanted his attention, to express her love.  “I missed you too Dixie angel… I missed you so damn much…”  Demetrios said, as she felt his face buried in her neck.  Dixie hiccupped a cry, for she could relate right at that moment.   She brushed her cheek against his, and then when he at last drew back and announced he was home, she nodded, almost dumbstuck.  Words she wanted to say, but feared it would come out in a blurb of nonsense.  But words are not needed, for the body can express far more in actions, and as his lips caught hers, she returned the kiss, with such passion, fuelled by her love.  Dixie wrapped around him, kissing him, breaking only to look into his eyes, smiling with wet cheeks, for she was in heaven….with him <3>

**

iShatteredSanity: -A soft kiss, nothing more, nothing less. A soft kiss was enough to trigger an explosion of emotions that could not be contained in a human body. Holding Dixie tighter into his arms, Demetrios did not want that moment to end. He was holding Dixie again after so much time that seemed like a century. No, he did not want to let go of her, not at all. Words that were not spoken, yet they were. Emotions that could not be fully expressed, yet they did. A love that could not be contained. Their eyes said it all. The eyes never lie. Staring deep into Dixie’s eyes, those beautiful eyes of hers, Demetrios did not need anything else in the world. The soft kiss from earlier changed. It changed into a passionate kiss, fueled by the flames of passion by those two, ending in a fiery kiss that could not be broken easily; even their breathing was short and fast as they did not wish to part each other again. While lifting Dixie from the ground, Demetrios slowly moved back till he had reached the couch. There he slowly fell on the couch but still holding Dixie into his arms. No, he did not let go of her, but while holding her, his hands travelled up and down on her back. He had missed that tender and soft skin of hers, her warmth. Closing his eyes slowly and getting lost in the moment, Demetrios sighed happily while in the kiss, being in a frenzy of love for his beautiful angel. The grim reaper and a fallen angel, a forbidden love. But doesn’t the forbidden fruit taste better than the rest?-

**

CharlotteCarrendar:-  The Grim Reaper, takes the souls onward to their next life.  The fallen angel, guides them, and so it made perfect sense, that these two though very different, opposite personalities, and with so much pain and death in their past, be joined together now.  Demetrios had bared their souls to the other, shared their grief, their pain.  Most would not stand and watch, many would say it’s too hard.  Yes, their love was tested.  They walked through each other’s painful memories.   Only true love could stand such a test.  Demetrios had his demons, that were so ravenous to feed upon his turmoil and tortured former life.  But like the winged angel, that fell from heaven, her wings stained with the blood of loss, she was the one person that could understand what he was going through.  Her arms now, were her wings, encircling around him both protectively and lovingly, guiding him back home.  The couch would be touchdown.  Demetrios, bringing her onto the worn sofa, where their love was found.  Both had closed their eyes, as their fingers mapped out what the eyes did not need to see.  Familiar, how well they knew the other.  The kisses gathered momentum, as the angel radiated love.  Dixie’s cheeks flared red, and she nipped at his lips and chin.  Pushed deep into the tattered leather folds of the couch, she looked up adoringly.  “Forever..”- one word, but it meant everything. <3>

**

iShatteredSanity: -Indeed, the love that both Dixie and Demetrios, the fallen angel with the feathers of ink and the grim reaper, it was tested. But despite all the hardships they had endured, no, it was EXACTLY because of the hardships that they had endured, the flame of their love could never die. But none of that mattered anymore actually. The moments that Demetrios was spending while holding Dixie into his arms, they not only were moments of bliss, but also moments that nothing else mattered; not even the food that was halfway done, since Demetrios’ appetite was known to almost everyone. “Forever”, one word that meant everything. So true. Demetrios did not say anything on that, he merely nodded his head as he slowly opened his eyes and looked into Dixie’s eyes once again as his hands traveled up, his left one resting on her right shoulder blade while the right one ran through her hair, combing through her hair softly.- “Thank you.” –Demetrios whispered that word, only for Dixie to hear. He was thankful for Dixie not running away. He was thankful for Dixie still loving him. He was thankful that Dixie loved him. He was thankful that Dixie was there for him. Hell, he was thankful for many more things that Dixie had offered him and she was still offering to him. If Demetrios was to thank her for everything she had done for him, he would need hours if not days to accomplish that, so he just said those two words that hid a multitude of others.-

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The Sunshine award.

29 Monday Apr 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in In Charlotte's web

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Wow, the best surprise this morning, when I logged on to discover I had been nominated for the Sunshine award.  The kind blogger to nominate me was LeanneCrabtree.  So a big thanks to you for the kind nomination.

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Really glad you enjoyed visiting Charlotte’s web.

Okies, so for this Sunshine award, there are certain rules to follow, and here we go.

Post the Sunshine award logo.

Accept the nomination and link back to the nominator.

Nominate ten other blogs and inform them of the nomination.

Question and answer time.

Favourite colour: Mauve

Favourite number: Six

Favourite non-alcoholic drink:  Coffee

Favourite alcoholic drink: Bundaberg Rum

Facebook or Twitter:  Facebook

My passions:  Spiders, writing, poetry, music, my dogs; Jack, and Jake

Giving or receiving gifts: Giving

Favourite city: Melbourne, Victoria, Australia

Favourite TV show: Doctor Who

And my nominations are;

 

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Man on the Moon – REM.

28 Sunday Apr 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Guilty Pleasures.

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Rem
Man On The Moon lyrics

 
Songwriters: BERRY, BILL / STIPE, MICHAEL / BUCK, PETER / MILLS, MICHAEL

 

Mott the Hoople and the game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Let’s play Twister, let’s play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
See you heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey, Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby. Are you having fun?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Here’s a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here’s a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here’s a truck stop instead of Saint Peter’s. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Andy Kaufman’s gone wrestling [wrestling bears]. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

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“JACK!”

28 Sunday Apr 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Parodies, Songs and Silly Poems.

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Light from the sun touches my face,

And I wake to see the room, things all out of place.

My eyes dart, my heart starts to race.

But then Jack bounds past and I have to give chase.

The cheeky terror, that naughty boy;

He managed to get the back door open,  for Jack had a ploy;

To sneak into the kitchen and find a snack…oh joy!

The bin is tipped up, scattered with rubbish,

And he stands there, tail wagging….his face so coy.

“LOOK AT THE MESS!”  I cry, “LOOK WHAT YOU DID!”

That was when Jack drew back his ears, his tail….and hid.

I got down on my knees, trying to clean the mess;

And he sneaks up behind me, to lick my toes….~be kind, Mistress~

I stop with the cleaning, and see those…puppy dog eyes.

He is sad….he is sorry….his face can tell no lies.

So the moral of this poem, this tale of my morn.

If you are silly enough to leave the door unlocked;

You really have no right to show scorn.

I love my little Jack…he is my prize, my Prince.

But if he does this again….Oh wait…what is that sound?

HE IS IN MY BEDROOM…that is my Teddy he has found!

“JACK!”

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Thanks for the memories.

27 Saturday Apr 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Boobs Inga....Boobs!

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Role play Group : The Death Club

Boobs Inga….Boobs!

Thanks for the memories.

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Writer : CharlotteCarrendar.

-The ride home from the Coda restaurant was a relatively smooth one. Inga kept shaking her head, trying to rid her mind of the memories of being so up, close and personal with the brute like Helga. Inga was also missing a shoe, which she had dropped under the table, in a bid to make Helga think she was coming on to her. But to get out of the date, in such spectacular style, was indeed a win for her. The boys had set her up, intentionally or not, and she was going to make sure that they paid for their crimes. Fancy setting her up with such a creature, was beyond her.

 

The laughter that had come from Dai was so loud, it was a wonder that Helga didn’t twig, but that was probably due to the fact she was so taken in by Inga’s beauty. Seeing and feeling Helga’s adoration got Inga to thinking more clearly about her sexual orientation. She knew, she could not have gay tendencies, and was not even remotely attracted to Helga…boobs and all. Deep down inside, she knew there was only one man that made her feel truly whole. One man that had moved heaven and earth in a bid to keep her safe, but ended up hurting her from his follies.

“Damn himz.” Inga cursed, tossing her Hello Kitty clutch onto the seat beside her. Closing her eyes tight, she could still see those wonderful moments that they shared, that she had tried so hard to bury. But how can you ever escape the love you feel for someone else, even if they had such faults. Inga believed it was over, that her heart could go on without him, but the truth was, she still needed him, probably as much as he needed her. Finally, her eyelids opened, and she found that the cab had pulled up just outside her apartment block. Home at last. And well ahead of the boys. The cabbie read her the meter and Inga nodded, taking out enough Euros and a tip, to pay the driver. She opened the door, and hopped out of the cab, being lop sided, due to only having one shoe on still. Inga slipped off the shoe, and bent down to pick it up, holding it with her free hand, as she padded up to the front entrance. Inga now looked incredibly petite without the height her shoes granted her, and with the length of her dress, she seemed to have a longer train than before. Her key card was in her clutch, and with her shoe now tucked under her arm, she delved her hand in to fetch it out, just so she could open the door.

“Inga..?”

A voice came from behind her, one that she had not heard for some time. Holding the key card tight in her hand, she froze and glanced over her shoulder, to see…..him. Only a few feet away, dressed in mismatched street clothes, was none other than Kraus. Inga felt the key card then slip from her hand, shocked to see him..just standing there. His face was so battered and bruised, and with bandages and all, he was hard to recognise. The way his hair was, not sleeked back, but wild, and unkempt. You could see though, in his eyes, he was so pleased to see her, but at the same time, frightened. Frightened; possibly of rejection. Inga frowned and fumbled, knowing her makeup was a mess, due to Helga’s tongue lashing, and also she was without shoes. She quickly bent down and snatched up the key card, a flurry of movement, like she wanted desperately to get inside her apartment building. Inga turned away from him, and with a shaking hand, tried to swipe the key card to open the lock, but she kept swiping it around the wrong way…repeatedly. The red light stayed on, and she shook her head, pursing her lips. Kraus took a step towards her and his voice…so soft, he said….

“Please….please just hear me out.”

Inga stopped trying to get the key card to swipe through, though she could be heard to release a sigh. Maybe she was not ready for this, though it was strange how he came to fill her mind with sweet memories, just before in the cab ride home. Head lowered, she turned around as she fiddled with the key card in her hand. Almost embarrassed now, to even look at him. The last time Inga saw him, was when she placed the black rose upon him as he lay in the hospital bed. Her final good bye, was what she felt she had to do…not because she didn’t love him, but because she did. Inga mumbled under her breath incoherently, while waiting for him to speak, but Kraus could not hold himself back. Nothing could. He took those last few steps to her and placed a finger under her chin, to tip her face up so she could see him clearly. Her blonde curls fell back from her face, and revealed her to him.

“Tell me…that you never loved me, and I swear I won’t bother you again.”

Inga’s face said it all, her brows knitted tightly, while her chin was trembling. Eyes that tried to look away, but coming back to focus on his. He would be able to feel it, see it. The truth was there, as plain as day. Though Kraus’s jaw was still healing, and his face ached from the bruising and cuts, he found himself smiling down at her. It was almost as if she didn’t have to say it. Her body language spoke volumes. Kraus’s right hand moved slowly around to cup her cheek, to cradle it as he waited for her to say, what he already knew now in his heart. Finally, she found her voice. At first a stutter, then…

“I..I.. never stopped loving youz, Kraus”

The words, though said so softly, brought up a wave of emotion from Kraus. You could hear him cry out and then take up Inga in his arms, kissing her as though his life depended on it. He practically lifted her up off the ground, and held her so tightly. At first, she did not respond, but slowly, the walls of her heart came tumbling down, the fortress, and the battlements smashed and rocked, as she returned the kiss with such need of her own. So much they had been through in their lives and the only true joy came from being with the other. Kraus was actually crying as he continued to kiss her. The sheer relief and wonder that he had not lost her after all, was overwhelming. Such a beautiful moment for their love had been rekindled, awakened like the coals that rest in the fire pit, had been sparked to life and now were ablaze once more. Kraus took the key card from her hand, having broken the kiss, and the light turned green. He opened the door and swept her up into his arms, and carried her inside, all the while, planting kisses upon her forehead, the pair vanishing behind the door.

A second taxi pulled up, and in it were two very dirty looking individuals, both covered in cake and jello, frostings and icing. Sven paid the driver, who cursed them both for ruining the inside of his cab with the desert muck. Dai looked like someone had taken a bowl of trifle and dumped it square on his head, while Sven, had a black eye, and walked with a limp. The cab sped away, leaving the two boys standing there. Dai started to sob.

“I have…jello up my nose” -he placed a finger on the opposite side of his nose, and blew out a chunk, while Sven was walking oddly. “She tipped custard down my pants…so don’t cry to me.” On reaching the door, Sven took out his sticky looking key card and tried to swipe it. Naturally, the cake covered magnetic strip could not be read. They were locked out. Sven pressed onto the intercom, hoping Inga was in a good mood, and could unlock the door. But what he heard was not what he expected.

“Inga’s busy right now…*Inga giggles as Kraus continues*…why not try the YMCA tonight, fellas.”

Dai and Sven were both shocked as the intercom signed off, and they realized who that was. KRAUS?! With bits of desserts dripping off them, they both turned around and ambled down the street, knowing full well, that Inga would not be entertaining their wicked games this night….or any night soon. <3>

 

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What an ugly mug!

27 Saturday Apr 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in In Charlotte's web

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beverages, Coffee, Comedy, cups, drinking coffee, food, fun, Humor, opinions, pics

So, this week my theme for fun has been about coffee.  But you can’t enjoy a good coffee unless you have the right cup.  Most of us would have a favorite coffee cup at home, or when out and about; we either use travel mugs, or those wonderful take away cups with the sipper lids.   I actually have a cupboard shelf filled with Loony tunes coffee mugs, as I mentioned in my poem “To kick my morning mule.”  I like them for two reasons; one cause I just love the characters, and two they are the perfect size cup for my morning coffee.  Not too big, not too small.  Just right.  So, I decided to hunt down some fun mugs, and who they might suit.

 

 

And this little piggy…..went…gulp gulp gulp.

 

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Better out than in, my Dad always said.

 

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For the tough guy in the family.

 

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I have heard of drinking from the toilet bowl….or…this coffee tastes a bit nutty.

 

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Okay…well, that answered my question.

 

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For that full bean flavor.

 

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This is just…clever if you ask me.

 

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Even better!

 

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I’d be too scared to drink out of that.

 

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Has anyone seen my feathered muse?

26 Friday Apr 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Parodies, Songs and Silly Poems.

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bird, birds, Comedy, Humor, inspiration, lost, muse, poetry, vacant

 

Sitting down at my screen,

I prop up my elbow and lean.

Staring at the white sheet;

Clean,  and without word.

Then I wait for the twitter of my muse;

My inspiration, my fantasy, my bird.

But as I search through my mind,

That creative spark I can’t find.

 

Cause she bloody well took a holiday!

It’s obvious by the vacant lot in my head.

Oh where are my characters, my lands,

Is this the writer’s block that I dread?

 

Course, I have to get her back,

I have tried everything to lure her.

From playing Bjork, to Lady GaGa,

A few of her favourite things.

I reached a point of desperation;

To play Celine Dion…or McCartney,

When he was with Wings.

 

So if you see my muse,

Flying; and soaring overhead.

Tell it there is an Aussie girl,

You know, the one who loves Spiders.

Who is stuck for inspiration,

So she can write again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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