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Post by Elyse Morgan Boening on Nov 26, 2006 12:02:19 GMT -5
Sh-sh-shake your money maker...
Clad in Victoria's Secret low-rise panties with Pink written on the ass, and a matching pink tank, Elyse took Ludacris' words to heart and was dancing her ass of in front of the large full length mirror that hung in her room.
No one would guess that a stuck-up bitch like Elyse would do this, but here she was, shaking it like a girl in a rap video. And trust me, she's looking good. |
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Post by jason on Dec 14, 2006 19:12:02 GMT -5
Jason adored a quick glance at the house he was about to approach.It was nice, looked as if owned by a girl which could be why the mail he had been recieving was all make-u issues and billing information. He held the mail with his left hand, making sure not to let anything fly loose in the wind.He walked up the steps and rang the loud door bell, while awaiting for an answer hoping she was home.
For the several weeks he had been in New York, a girl's mail had been sent to him. So he looked up the girl's adress to return the mail to the rightful owner. He didn't even dare to glance at it. He'd feel /somewhat/ of an invador of her personal belongings. So he finally got up off his ass to bring her the mail she hadn't been recieving. And well he just hoped this was the house of Elyse Boening..or however you pronounce it, considering he just read it off the mail.
He was dressed in a casual yet trendy wardobe ..as usual.
Jason's muscular torso was covered by a white, short sleeve "American Eagle" Tee-shirt, layered with a light blue zip-up "Abercrombie" sweatshirt that clung loosely around the shirt. His strong legs hidden beneath the ripped and destroyed jeans recently bought from hollister, that was firmly held by a belt that made sure to show off abit of his silky american eagle boxers.
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Post by Elyse Morgan Boening on Dec 18, 2006 15:57:40 GMT -5
As the song changed to "Wind It Up" by Gwen Stefani, Elyse's dance-capades were interupted by the door bell ringing. She ran through the house, not bothering to cover her scantily-clad self. She looked through the peep whole and saw a very good looking guy standing there, and all of a sudden she panicked. What the hell was she wearing?! Eh, whatever, she'll work with what she got.
Before she opened the door she smoothed down her slightly messy hair, and opened the door slowly, smiling at the guy at the door, holding something that looked to be mail in his hands.
"Hey."
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Post by wowposter on Oct 30, 2008 6:48:58 GMT -5
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