SAMIRA ANABELL GOYLE
SLYTHERIN!
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Post by SAMIRA ANABELL GOYLE on Jun 26, 2009 20:20:38 GMT 1
Samira was at Geoffrey house. It was after the Death eater meeting and she was still wearing her outfit she wore to the meeting. She look at the place. it seemed nice. She and Geoffrey has had fun after the meetings. Todays meeting was horrible. Her brother was there and he was calling her a slut and everything. She hated her brother with a passion now. She hated him. She wasn't going to think about it now. She was going to enjoy Geoffrey and his company. She loved when they had sex. It was completely amaing and enjoyable and she loved they way Geoffrey touchedh er body and held her. It was amazing..
Samira was at the door to his flat. She was exited like she normally is to see him. She loved him naked. He had prefect everything. She loved it. She loved everything about his body and him. He was so prefect. Samira knocked on the door of his flat, gently. She had and was still looking sexy. She was ready. She was always ready for him. He seemed liked her protector. She continued to knock. " Geoffrey. It me.' she said with a sexy tone.
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Post by stebbins on Jun 27, 2009 5:50:48 GMT 1
Though he had offered an alternative to arguing at the meeting, after it had concluded Geoffrey had left rather quickly. It was hot, it was muggy, and he just didn’t play well with such weather. Especially in a sweater. So he had retreated to his flat above Greek Street in SoHo, where the air blasted and cooled him down as soon as he apparated to his living room. His muggle neighbors wondered how he was able to keep his home so cool when they could barely catch a breeze when they didn’t have an air conditioning unit. Geoffrey simple sniffed in their general direction and locked himself in his flat to get away from the things that surrounded him on a daily basis. They had better hope that one day he didn’t just lose it and take out his frustrations on them; there would be no memories to modify.
Geoffrey had peeled his now dirty--it was strange how hours down in the Ministry kept him from feeling filthy, but a little time in a graveyard and he felt disgusting--sweater away from him and routinely placed it in the basket in his bathroom. Cleanliness was next to godliness. It would bother some, to see that everything had a place and a purpose, but it made it easier to notice when something was amiss if things were always put in their proper places. Geoffrey was meticulous with how he kept his flat. It annoyed his brother when he chanced a visit; still close with their mother, Ryan didn’t often make for London to avoid her asking to have Geoffrey contact her.
He sighed softly, listening to the traffic on the street below. He’d charmed the inner walls to keep nosey muggles from hearing the goings on of his own flat, but the sounds of the city were oddly soothing to Geoffrey, who had grown up in the countryside. Closing his eyes a moment, he thought he’d imagined the knocking as he stood in front of the far wall with the two floor-to-ceiling windows. But it continued and a familiar voice crept through the locks and beneath the door and Geoffrey smiled to himself. Something as trivial as a curfew surely wouldn’t matter to such a rebellious girl, after all.
He crossed his flat and undid the deadbolt on the door before opening it wide. Geoffrey smiled out at her. ”I should have guessed that your brother’s complaints wouldn’t send you running back to school,” he said, stepping aside to let her in. An older woman at the end of the hall fumbled with her keys as Samira stepped inside and Geoffrey smirked as he closed his own door. That same, nosy woman always tried to advise him against seeing such young, vulnerable things when she saw Samira every now and again, but like every muggle offering, it fell on deaf ears. [/blockquote]
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SAMIRA ANABELL GOYLE
SLYTHERIN!
7th year captain and chaser death eater in training
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Post by SAMIRA ANABELL GOYLE on Jun 28, 2009 21:54:03 GMT 1
Samira smiled at Geoffrey, seductively. She looked at him gently. " of course not. It just made me want to see you more." She said softly. She looked at him gently. She walked into flat, and smiled at him again. She had a duffel back with her. ' I brought you a surpise" She said in a sexy tone in her voice. She looked at him gently, and felt happy. She leaned forward and gently put her lips on his. She tasted his mouth against hers. She love the taste of his mouth against his. She pulled away gently and giggled. She picked up her duffel bag that she just dropped on the floor a few moments ago. She was some really sexy things in the bag. She was feeling very kinky right now. " Go into your bedroom and wait for me okay. "She said kissing the corners of his mouth, teasingly.
Samira walked into the bathroom of Geoffrey's flat. She looked at it. She quickly unzipped the duffel bag, and pulled out some sexy lingerie. She as excited and in more ways than one. She quickly looked at herself in the mirror. She slipped everything else, and quickly pulled checked everything. She looked sexy, and she was ready to tease Geoffrey. She looked at her self again. She quickly misted on some shine spray, and then pulled on the pink robe that she brought that was silk on but left it over. She walked out of the bathroom and put the duffel bag on the couch then walked into the bedroom where Geoffrey was. She leaned against the doorway. " Hello Geoffrey." She said in a teasing and sexy voice.
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Post by stebbins on Jul 7, 2009 20:34:49 GMT 1
Geoffrey, being the good little boy that he was (ha!), did as he was asked after their fair share of kisses against the doorframe. He heard the door to his bathroom click shut and he pushed away from the frame, stretching his arms above his head as he went. He heard his shoulders pop quietly as he rolled his them back, the tension still lingering there. Geoffrey frowned faintly and sighed softly, momentarily allowing irritating pain take precedence over his lovely company. Shaking his head, he let his arms fall back to his sides with his hands sliding into his pockets and walked into his room.
Alight from the street below and a lonely lamp on a bedside table, his room easily could have been described as cold, but what did that person or the next know? It was simplicity and clean lines, and Geoffrey loved every bit of it. He was a minimalist, after all. With and exhale, he fell back on his bed; the firm mattress only giving slightly as his weight sank into it. He hummed softly to himself, closing his eyes. It would have been so easy just to give into the phantom that was sleep that kept playing hide-and-seek with the shadows at the edge of his vision.
From outside his room, Geoffrey heard the door to the bathroom open and he raised himself up on his elbows as Samira leaned against the doorframe. An eyebrow arched toward his hairline in both appreciation and intrigue. Surely it was just he who this lovely gift was meant for. And okay, maybe he would be a little jealous if others had saw the outfit, but when had he ever been the type to voice such a thing? ”Well, hello there,” he responded, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. ”Don’t tell me that this lovely ensemble is meant for me.” [/color][/size][/font][/blockquote]
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SAMIRA ANABELL GOYLE
SLYTHERIN!
7th year captain and chaser death eater in training
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Post by SAMIRA ANABELL GOYLE on Jul 8, 2009 21:43:37 GMT 1
Samira looked at him gently and smiled gently. ]" I don't know. Why don't you come over and find out?" She asked him in a teasing tone. Of course it was for him. Who else would it be for? She didn't know. Samira was the type of girl that people called a slut but she really didn't give a rat's ass what people thought about her. Right now only one person mattered and that person was Geoffrey. Geoffrey and her always fooled around and they always had fun doing it. Most people thought she sleep with bunch of different guys, but that wasn't true. Not at all. She only slept with Geoffrey. She had a soft spot in her heart for Geoffrey. She was addicted to him you could call it. Geoffrey was her own personal brand of Herion, and she couldn't get enough of it.
Samira continued to smirk at Geoffrey.Her eyes soft and gentle, but her insides were craving his. She was craving him more than ever. The only question, Was he craving her as much as he was craving her? She looked back at Geoffrey and smiled. She was really happy to be here with him.She loved being here with Geoffrey. Sometimes they would have romantic sex, sometimes wild and crazy, sometimes soft and slow, but most of the time just normal sex, nothing added to it. She loved Geoffrey's Skin against hers and her's against his. She loved sex with him, plain and simple.
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