One Picture is Worth a Thousand Words
Oct 14, 2008 0:16:53 GMT -5
Post by Roxanne Emerson on Oct 14, 2008 0:16:53 GMT -5
Roxanne bit down on her bottom lip lightly as she turned off her IM window after Elijah had told her he'd be coming to see her. She felt a bit nervous, if she was completely honest, to have him come in her bedroom. Madison was out for the evening, and Roxie wondered idly if it was tempting fate to be alone with him in a room where there was a bed. Of course, they probably wouldn't be doing much - she'd set boundaries, and she still believed in those, because in spite of her small epiphany back during the slumber party, it still didn't mean she was fully prepared for that many things. She wished sometimes that there'd be a way to help him with the frustration he felt, but sadly she just wasn't there yet. Though at least, he could give himself some relief - that was something she couldn't even do herself. Masturbation was a very taboo subject, and she'd always thought it was something that wasn't allowed. But thinking back on it, it seemed to her that it was more her parents that'd said how wicked it was, and thought she was starting to doubt that, it didn't change the fact that she didn't really know how to.
She couldn't help but wonder though just how long she'd even manage to work on her photography homework, because in the end, she wasn't too sure that Elijah's will to keep his hands to himself would last very long. He was bound to get bored with just watching her play around on photoshop, and then... well, she didn't really know what would happen next. Probably something that wouldn't necessarily be all that appropriate to do on a bed. But she didn't have much choice, because there was no chair in the room so she couldn't put her laptop on the desk and do her work from there. In all honesty, she knew she wouldn't really mind the welcomed break to her school work if Elijah started getting a bit more insistant on how to use his hands, but she was still a bit anxious about it. After all, they hadn't necessarily gotten very far yet, in spite of the heavy make out session back during the slumber party, and she didn't know how well the control issue would be when there was a bed in such close proximity. Well, it definitely wouldn't help, that was for sure.
She opened a couple of windows on her laptop, leaving her emails opened in the back in case she received a reply to the one she'd sent Rosaleen - not a very happy one - and then set the computer down on her bed, getting back to her feet and debating on getting changed. When she was in her dorm room, she didn't necessarily pay as much attention to her appearance as when she went out. She still had a bit of makeup on, seeing as she had gone out for a bit in the morning, but it was pretty basic, and her hair was merely up in a quite messy ponytail. Then, she was just wearing the same pyjamas she'd worn for the slumber party, because she'd taken a shower when she'd come back to her room and hadn't really bothered putting on clothes after that. She hadn't planned on Elijah coming along, but then, reflecting on it, it wasn't as though he hadn't seen her dressed in that way. And he'd seen her with absolutely no makeup on during that evening too so it wouldn't really do that much harm for him to see her like that again. Besides, she just felt lazy right now.
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