LOL Oh they will, but with their dirty minds not until morning. They wouldn't want to risk interrupting anything important after all if she was home before morning she obviously has something pressing to take care of LOL
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House cleaning day! Open windows loud music! Let's get this done!
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I am currently fighting with Excel. It is not going well. I am losing. I may call a first grader and pay him $10 to do this shit for me.
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Pulled a split shift. So done today. Got my snacks and soda. Bring on the RP's
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Pretty sure I am getting fired. Oh joy! Although it will be a relief.
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@ZAVA I wish! Unfortunately I will continue and will deal with these people some more today
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While Serge went to work on replacing the lock, she dashed off to her room to change. She ended up in a pair of capri length leggings and a thin strapped camisole tank top. She chose one with a built in bra since she had company. She shoved her sore feet in a pair of bright purple fuzzy socks. She heard the door close firmly and headed out of her room to see Serge headed to the kitchen. She let him go as she opened the bathroom door to grab a couple of makeup remover wipes starting the process of taking off the layers of makeup.
She raised an eyebrow as he told her the guys from upstairs had dropped off another bag of food. "Ok, remind me not to have Jesus the professional chef grocery shop anymore. I have a house full of ingredients, and nothing resembling food." She teased.
As he settled in on the couch with his laptop she scooped up the pile of fresh towels laughing at his comment. "Well ya know, I don't have a problem with it, but I am thinking the proud new Papa might." She told him over her shoulder as she headed to the bathroom to put the towels away. She left one hanging on a hook on the back of the door for him.
She reached over to the side of the couch grabbing one of her project bags and sighed. "Tea sounds wonderful actually." She said as she curled up on the edge of the couch tucking her legs underneath her while riffling through the bag to find a bobbin with black thread. She measured it out using her arm to judge length. She trimmed the thread and deftly threaded a needle before pulling out some blank fabric already in a hoop. She had been itching to start a new project, but had lacked inspiration. Serge had provided that.
She opened her phone and flipped through some files before settling on what she was going to do. She glanced over at Serge as she started working tiny hatch marks across the fabric, her fingers moving deftly. If he were to look right now it would look strange, It was nothing more than a line of //////// marks, but all were tiny and even.
"So as much as I am supposed to do tomorrow I am seriously considering a mental health day. I am mentally exhausted." She finally admitted. That was hard for her. She prided herself on being able to handle just about anything that came her way. Today however had thrown her for quite a loop. "I mean laundry obviously needs to be done, and I should probably dust something before the rabid dust bunnies under the couch attack while our backs are turned, but aside from that, I don't plan on much."
She reached the end of her row and turned back working her way to the left leaving behind tiny perfect X's in her wake. She would ocasionally slow to watch Serge out of the corner of her eye. She knew he was still observing everything, but he appeared so absorbed in writing his report.
She raised an eyebrow as he told her the guys from upstairs had dropped off another bag of food. "Ok, remind me not to have Jesus the professional chef grocery shop anymore. I have a house full of ingredients, and nothing resembling food." She teased.
As he settled in on the couch with his laptop she scooped up the pile of fresh towels laughing at his comment. "Well ya know, I don't have a problem with it, but I am thinking the proud new Papa might." She told him over her shoulder as she headed to the bathroom to put the towels away. She left one hanging on a hook on the back of the door for him.
She reached over to the side of the couch grabbing one of her project bags and sighed. "Tea sounds wonderful actually." She said as she curled up on the edge of the couch tucking her legs underneath her while riffling through the bag to find a bobbin with black thread. She measured it out using her arm to judge length. She trimmed the thread and deftly threaded a needle before pulling out some blank fabric already in a hoop. She had been itching to start a new project, but had lacked inspiration. Serge had provided that.
She opened her phone and flipped through some files before settling on what she was going to do. She glanced over at Serge as she started working tiny hatch marks across the fabric, her fingers moving deftly. If he were to look right now it would look strange, It was nothing more than a line of //////// marks, but all were tiny and even.
"So as much as I am supposed to do tomorrow I am seriously considering a mental health day. I am mentally exhausted." She finally admitted. That was hard for her. She prided herself on being able to handle just about anything that came her way. Today however had thrown her for quite a loop. "I mean laundry obviously needs to be done, and I should probably dust something before the rabid dust bunnies under the couch attack while our backs are turned, but aside from that, I don't plan on much."
She reached the end of her row and turned back working her way to the left leaving behind tiny perfect X's in her wake. She would ocasionally slow to watch Serge out of the corner of her eye. She knew he was still observing everything, but he appeared so absorbed in writing his report.
@SinfulSkills Thanks! Luckily I am mostly back to two hands now. Just gotta watch the pain levels, and stop when it hurts.
LOL Serge causing gossip in the apartment complex. Well it is a fairly reasonable explanation for his presence.
LOL Serge causing gossip in the apartment complex. Well it is a fairly reasonable explanation for his presence.
Aliyah was glad to see Duncan arrive at the diner. She grabbed coffee for him and Gary heading over to the table. She set the coffee down in front of them and gave Duncan a quick light kiss on the cheek. "Morning!" She said cheerfully. Behind her she heard the cook yell "Order Up." She rolled her eyes and looked at them both. "I'll be right back, but that one is mine." She told them before heading back into the kitchen.
She laughed as he joked about feeling like being teenagers. It was exactly what she felt like. She was feeling giddy with excitement as he kissed her again. He invited her back to his hotel. She wanted to tell him no, she wanted to call it a night, but she stepped forward into his arms, and once again kissed his lips.
"yes." She breathed. It was all she could say as he pulled her into his arms, the two of them making their way back down the boardwalk. They walked in silence back to his hotel, but words were unnecessary now. They both knew where they were going, and how this was going to play out.
The elevator trip to his room seemed to take forever. He waved her into the room and she walked to the window wrapping her arms around her stomach as she looked out at the view. She felt him come up behind her and she leaned back into his exhaling slowly.
"yes." She breathed. It was all she could say as he pulled her into his arms, the two of them making their way back down the boardwalk. They walked in silence back to his hotel, but words were unnecessary now. They both knew where they were going, and how this was going to play out.
The elevator trip to his room seemed to take forever. He waved her into the room and she walked to the window wrapping her arms around her stomach as she looked out at the view. She felt him come up behind her and she leaned back into his exhaling slowly.
SHe laughed again as he lifted her up, her arms wrapping around his neck as her legs wrapped lightly around his waist. "mmm Oh I am certain I can do better than an oversized tub and shaky chair." She told him.
She smiled into the kiss as his lips met hers again. His inexperience wasn't immediately obvious, he did a great job reading the signals she was giving off. She lightly trailed her fingers across his jaw line as he pulled back.
He kissed her forehead and she sighed softly before leaning her head forward to rest her forehead lightly against his. She drew a deep shaky breath before whispering. "Morning is a long time from now."
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She smiled into the kiss as his lips met hers again. His inexperience wasn't immediately obvious, he did a great job reading the signals she was giving off. She lightly trailed her fingers across his jaw line as he pulled back.
He kissed her forehead and she sighed softly before leaning her head forward to rest her forehead lightly against his. She drew a deep shaky breath before whispering. "Morning is a long time from now."
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Aliyah loved listening to him talk. It was like there was no off switch for his brain if it was a thought that occurred to him, he vocalized it. She waited until he was finished and smiled. "Breathe... To answer your question both asked and implied. A rosary is a very long redunant prayer. It is counted out on what looks like a beaded necklace with a crucafix. You start with the Apostles Creed, the Glory Be and the Our Father, then it is a repetition of ten Hail Marys followed by an Our Father. There are mysteries or miracles that we focus on during the prayer. Each set of ten is called a decade, and there are five decades. A full Rosary is saying all the mysteries, which is 15 decades. I usually only say 5. As for confession, there are a lot of things Catholics are told we should confess. I would have to confess that I havent attended mass regularly, I am supposed to go every Sunday and every holy day of obligation. I would also have to confess times I lost my temper, or acted in a way that was not Christ like."
Aliyah laughed as he explained to the Sister that the money that was being donated was the remainder of his date budget. She was very proud of him. He had managed quite well, and until the church quiet under budget. She walked out to the limo her arm wrapped around Duncan. She slid into the limo as he offered to make sure she could get to mass. Her eyes went wide as a thought occurred to her. "Really? " She asked. "Maybe we could make it to Mass in Rome." She said wide eyed. It had never really been something she thought about before, it wasn't like she was a devout Catholic, but that was an experience she would probably really enjoy.
She kept her arm around his hips as they walked through the lobby of the casino to the private elevator. She was quite relaxed, and her body language showed it. They got back to his Villa and he mentioned needing to use the whirlpool for his hip. She nodded in sympathy. She was used to the walking these days, as she spent most of her life on her feet.
He mentioned needing only the spa and the massage chair to help him sleep like a baby. She turned to him and took a few steps, closing the distance between them. "Really?" She said quietly. "and here I was hoping that maybe I had given you enough to think about to keep you up at night." She said as she pulled him down toward her to kiss his lips softly. "Maybe I should try harder." She teased in a whisper pulling her lips away from his only enough to speak.
Aliyah laughed as he explained to the Sister that the money that was being donated was the remainder of his date budget. She was very proud of him. He had managed quite well, and until the church quiet under budget. She walked out to the limo her arm wrapped around Duncan. She slid into the limo as he offered to make sure she could get to mass. Her eyes went wide as a thought occurred to her. "Really? " She asked. "Maybe we could make it to Mass in Rome." She said wide eyed. It had never really been something she thought about before, it wasn't like she was a devout Catholic, but that was an experience she would probably really enjoy.
She kept her arm around his hips as they walked through the lobby of the casino to the private elevator. She was quite relaxed, and her body language showed it. They got back to his Villa and he mentioned needing to use the whirlpool for his hip. She nodded in sympathy. She was used to the walking these days, as she spent most of her life on her feet.
He mentioned needing only the spa and the massage chair to help him sleep like a baby. She turned to him and took a few steps, closing the distance between them. "Really?" She said quietly. "and here I was hoping that maybe I had given you enough to think about to keep you up at night." She said as she pulled him down toward her to kiss his lips softly. "Maybe I should try harder." She teased in a whisper pulling her lips away from his only enough to speak.
"I grew up Catholic, so this feels like home to me. Although I haven't been to mass in a very long time." She said quietly. "Mostly it is because after Grandma died, there was no one to make sure I went, and now I work Sunday mornings, and Saturday evenings I am usually too tired to make it." She smiled and rested her head lightly against Duncan's arm. "If I were to go to confession now it would probably take HOURS" she said.
She had gone to a Baptist church with a friend in highschool, it was very different for her. She liked the routine of mass. She wasn't a fan of what felt like improv to her.
She nodded slowly as he mentioned ending the evening so she had plenty of time to get sleep. "I do have to swing back by the Hotel and grab my bag quick." She told him. "But I have had a really great time." She laughed quietly as he mentioned not getting enough sleep, and then asked about impure thoughts. She turned bright red as they drew the attention of the nun.
She bowed her head and muttered "Sorry Sister." She turned her attention back toward Duncan and smiled. "We should probably go before that old Catholic guilt sets in and I feel the need to say a rosary." She teased. "That would have us stuck here forever."
She had gone to a Baptist church with a friend in highschool, it was very different for her. She liked the routine of mass. She wasn't a fan of what felt like improv to her.
She nodded slowly as he mentioned ending the evening so she had plenty of time to get sleep. "I do have to swing back by the Hotel and grab my bag quick." She told him. "But I have had a really great time." She laughed quietly as he mentioned not getting enough sleep, and then asked about impure thoughts. She turned bright red as they drew the attention of the nun.
She bowed her head and muttered "Sorry Sister." She turned her attention back toward Duncan and smiled. "We should probably go before that old Catholic guilt sets in and I feel the need to say a rosary." She teased. "That would have us stuck here forever."
Aliyah smiled and blushed when he mentioned that there would be other dates. It wasn't something she was familiar with, for her dating was not something she did a lot, and when she did it was more to see if she and the guy hit it off enough to be able to hang out for a few hours before sleeping together.
She wasn't big on the whole relationship thing, it was likely because her mother jumped from one to another so quickly. They finished dinner and headed out to the limo. Aliyah raised an eyebrow as Gary looked at Duncan strangely when the address weas given. She didn't say anything though just settled into the seat for the drive.
She grabbed Duncan's hand as she slid from the limo her eyes widening at the chapel in front of her, but relaxed when he told them their destination was around the corner. Aliyah's arm slid around Duncan's waist again as they started their walk. She let out a breath of relaxation when he pointed out the mission and that was his destination and laughed. "Nope. I'm good. No wedding tonight." She said with a laugh.
She had never given much thought to marriage, it wasn't something she had any good examples for. She raised an eyebrow as he joked about it being a few dates in the future. She was certainly in no hurry for that. She slid her arm around his waist again as they headed inside.
She pulled away to dip her fingers into the holy water and cross herself. She hadn't been to mass in many many hears, not since her grandmother died. It was strange for her to be in a Catholic church with her head uncovered. Her grandmother was devoutly Catholic, and had refused to accept many of the new teachings handed down with Vatican II.
One thing she always did like about the Catholic church was that charity was one of their strong beliefs. She gave Duncan a smile. "I think this is the perfect way to use the rest of the budget." She told him slipping her hand in his.
She wasn't big on the whole relationship thing, it was likely because her mother jumped from one to another so quickly. They finished dinner and headed out to the limo. Aliyah raised an eyebrow as Gary looked at Duncan strangely when the address weas given. She didn't say anything though just settled into the seat for the drive.
She grabbed Duncan's hand as she slid from the limo her eyes widening at the chapel in front of her, but relaxed when he told them their destination was around the corner. Aliyah's arm slid around Duncan's waist again as they started their walk. She let out a breath of relaxation when he pointed out the mission and that was his destination and laughed. "Nope. I'm good. No wedding tonight." She said with a laugh.
She had never given much thought to marriage, it wasn't something she had any good examples for. She raised an eyebrow as he joked about it being a few dates in the future. She was certainly in no hurry for that. She slid her arm around his waist again as they headed inside.
She pulled away to dip her fingers into the holy water and cross herself. She hadn't been to mass in many many hears, not since her grandmother died. It was strange for her to be in a Catholic church with her head uncovered. Her grandmother was devoutly Catholic, and had refused to accept many of the new teachings handed down with Vatican II.
One thing she always did like about the Catholic church was that charity was one of their strong beliefs. She gave Duncan a smile. "I think this is the perfect way to use the rest of the budget." She told him slipping her hand in his.
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