Conversation Between grovell and jodi

hello my friend i hope i havent put an end to our friendship by way of disripecting you in some way i look forward to our wordplay and the way your words stir me, can we chat somemore please..? your friend grovell x.

The smile that greets him followed by the smell of someone wonderful, and the his name pouring from such kissable perfect pouted lips, the perfect white teeth that sparkle when they part, the closness of her to him makes him heady and weak, but his eyes never leave her form, that form that would drive men to unthinkable things if only she asked of it, a rose amongst thorns in this dark place, now in heels to firm up and if possible extend such perect legs that tapper down to what he can only imagine are soft pedicured feet incased in those high cruel looking heels, heels he would have impale him if it ment a kiss or lick of them. but in a swish and a turn on them he is broken from his daydream and can only stare and drool at the ivory soft perfect behind leaving his vision.

*smile glosses her full, slightly playful pouty, lips,,the color a blushed pink,,,,the thought of him being happy, having a wonderful day , as she was able to show a lil kindness in return.a feeling of giving back, in appreciation,,,softly ,with delicate, care for hand,,gently brushing loosen strands of auburn, naturally highlighted, by the sun ,, from her ivory cream features,,a soft hue blushes her cheeks,,,long lashes sweep softly. as her hand, with trained poise glides with purpose, settling to her thighs, that kiss, ever so gently,,,her other hand holds a heated beverage, within a small mug. parting her lips, a whisper falls upon a soft lil breeze,,,in hopes to caress his ear* good morning grovell......* such a simple act of kindness, that means so much,,,,,,a smile finds her sweet soft lips,,with grace she rises ,and slips away,with a sway.... to return to her humble tasks*

the clicking of fine pointed heels echo's through the room and the smell of jodi follows unmatakably after, eyes widen ears prick, sences highten upon smelling and hearing the rare thing of beauty in the shadows of the library. the coward that hides in the shadows and watches HER from afar, longing to toutch such smooth pale ivory skin, sigh's* sees a rose a pink delicate but pales in beauty to jodi rose, in her perfect nubile hand and is placed on a table and with all the grace god could muster into a vision she turns on a pointed fine heel and sways away again, leaving him with a gift and another memrobile memory...tys jodi x

*having a few momments after finishing her tasks,,,the reminder of a friend, finds her thinking of " him ",,,with a fresh applied layer of silky gloss,,the shade of pink, found only in a sunset, created by nature,,her gentle form glides to her garden,,being ever so careful of the thorns,,clips a fresh rose,,almost the same hue as her new gloss,,,now in heels of heigth,,the light click, clack, gives off an echo,,thru the halls of chat,,her firm hips sway, not to overwhelming,,but with the charm that shows her personallity,the material of her soft lil sun dress, slides over every taunt curve,,long waves of auburn, brought up, so it cascades down like a hiden waterfall,,,entering His personal space,,,,,slips in as quietly as before,,,laying the rose upon a side table,,,smiles softly as she whispers with full lips, forever glossed* goodbye's are not for friends........*her long lashes sweep softly, in the lowed lightening,,,before she turns with grace,,,,slipping away, with her signature sway..................*

hiding in the shadows of the room as not to startle the vision in his sights, reminding him of a graceful dear or ballet dancer floating across the floor in her elegant way, eyes on stalks as you bend and let your lashes fall like autum leaves, he longs to reach out a hand and toutch the silk ivory skin, but feels unworthy, seeing you sway away into to distance, knowing he'll not see the like again, he whispers to himself "good bye jodi" and draws back into his shadow..

*her dainty frame, of only ,just less than 5',,without her heels,,careful to slip quietly,,completing her small, humble tasks. the soft light of her enviroment,,can only show the gentle outline, of her ivory cream skin,,the hint of extracted cherry blossom fills the room. with graceful movements , like liquid,,,the sway of firm hips,,the delicate nature in which her hands , of softness, remain at her side,,lashes so naturally long,,sweep softly,,her attention to her motion,,finds a few pieces of what looks like,,ripped paper. recognizing her stationary's matching envelope,,a smile glosses her full lips as rememberance of a package finds her thoughts,,,such kindness he showed to her,,and the behavior, so pleasing to any Mistress/Master he may find,,will surely be poud of him,,,she leaves a whisper,glossed lips of devine pink, part slowly,,to fall ,upon the wind, that does not end, in this time* thank you, grovell.........*carrying on with her tasks,,softly slips away,,with a sway *

scurring around he comes across an envelope, curious he stoops down to sniff and observe it. instantly the smell fills his nostrils and intoxicates him and he carnt resist to rip it open and see what joys await him inside, And there in perfect print a pattern that he instantly knows and holds to his chest, could this be a kiss from a rose, a perfect set of lush pert smooth lips, that once whispred his name and carried to him on the wind and fell him to his knees, again staring at the note of thanks, holding it to his lips n nose drinking in the scent and knowing this is as close as he will ever get to the ivory tower perfect lady who teases his mind and sences with her looks, words and smell.

* a soft surprise awaits her,,as she slips in,,,a container as beautiful as the color that contains within,,,delicately reaches,,,gathering it in her dainty hands,,softly she unscrews the soft lip gloss,,,thinking how close the color is to what she wears,,,,slender fingers bring the applicator to her full,,pouty lips,,slowly strokes it against her lower lip,,a heavenly sense comes over her,,lashes , of such length sweep sultry,,,the air heard as she softly smoothes out, the so soft gloss,,the low light catching the shine,,,very carefully she strokes her upper lip,,,her breath , not realizing she was holding it,,,slips from her lungs,,,taking a few momments to rub them together,,,before she slips the applicator back in it's beautiful packaging,,,smiling so that the gloss can be seen,,,she picks up her stationary,,the light hint of cherry blossom fills the air,,,gently she leaves a note*....thank you for such a gift,,truely girl is appreciated of such nice things,,her smile glosses always,,,,,*bending ever so,,she places a lil gloss kiss upon the note,,so he may see the color shine as well,,,placing it now in an envelope,,she sends to him, in her gratefullness*,,,,,softly slips away with a sway.............

scurries in and and scurries out again but has left another gift to grace such beauty, a small tube of pink sheer lip gloss to coat but could never really do justice to the perfectly formed and lushious lips that pout and gently whisper teasing words across the wind to float down to my lowly position, the shuddering and weakness upon seeing such beauty in all it's stunning form weakens my resolve and knees, they loose there steadyness and force me to look at you from afar and from below. enjoy your gift oh beautiful lady.