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@harryberglund
After some deliberation, I attempted to join the land of the living and walked down to the beach. Must I mention, again, how much the lack of modesty defines a person and I question interacting with them in the future.
Well aren't you little Miss Judgy.
It is a lovely day to arrive where I shall be calling home, I suppose I should introduce myself, my name is Esau. You may notice me sometimes see me a clerical collar, yes I am of the cloth. I am here to help someone avoid slavery as if the task given me, I shall also be helping out with counseling on staff. If you need me, please feel free to approach me in all matters, I shall do my best to assist you.
Welcome, Sir. I'll keep all that in mind.
Do you take private confession?
Good morning, Orenda.
He is a nice enough guy. The beach is nice too.
Well I hope you have a good day at work. Would love to see you again sometime.
It is, isn't it? I was dreading this place but it's been, well, better than expected.
Just say where & when...
I can’t sleep. I feel like I am rolling around in bed, bored. Somebody should talk to me.
Why are you rolling around by yourself? My solution? Find someone to roll around with.
Good morning, Orenda.
Good. Camping out on the beach with a submissive I met, Callum.
How you doing?
Very nice. Don't think I've had the pleasure.
Pretty darn great. About to head to work.
Figured this was a good time to crawl out of my hole...
And possibly socialize. Or at least make an attempt to.
You should. This place isn't actually half bad.
Good morning, Orenda.
Good morning.
Marc.
And how are you this fine day?
Well,
Doesn’t make it any less rude.
Oh? Was it worth it? I don’t know how they weren’t. I don’t even remember drinking that much. Then again, I don’t remember much at all.
You love me. Embrace the truth.
Of course it was worth it. But you don't get to judge me for my decision making... this time. But ---- I'm glad you're feeling better.
Good morning, Orenda.
Well,
Thank you, Harry. Charming as ever.
Yes, well, you tossing my blinds open at the crack of dawn didn’t exactly help matters.
I speak it as it is.
I had to get a good look at hobo Annika. Still can't believe our roles weren't reversed.
Well,
It took me all of Sunday, but my hangover is finally gone.
And you no longer look like a hobo.
Congrats. The hungover look did not suit you.
I'm so frickin' excited!
That sounds like a lot of pressure to look good while doing something like that, I’d probably totally freak myself out and forget half the letters.
Really? I’ve always wanted to ride a motorbike, but always was kind of afraid about falling off or hurting someone accidently. Oh, well…I…it’s not that it isn’t a very nice offer Si-…Harry, but I have a boyfriend who probably wouldn’t like it if I started going on bike rides with someone he didn’t know.
Mmmm he's just made that very clear. I suppose it's fair enough, till I prove I'm not a homicidal psychopath right?
{ Down to the Waterline / Marc & Harry / July 27 }
marcxturner
The shaded, raven haired submissive made his way down to reception at the time Marc had specified. Sleep clung to his features, the remnants of the previous night weighing down his tired limbs. And what a night it had been. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had so much... fun. What was surprising, most of all, lay in the fact that he'd imbibed a minimal amount of alcohol. Having danced and fucked and danced and fucked and fucked, the only thing getting him out of bed was the image of the god like male who'd invited him for a swim. Stepping out of the elevator, there he was. "Good morning," came quite vivaciously, all things considered.
Time to get my tan on.
Of course not. You were in a claim? I- I’m sorry that it didn’t work out. What was it like?
Mm, was my own fault. Have you never been in one? It was, uhm, it was... warm. Safe. All I ever knew, really... so I took it all for granted.
Always business. Most of which was taken care of in Gothenburg, a small clinic there. Very respectable place, though it was always a brief stop. Denmark always called me home though, a bit sad it desn’t anymore.
Seriously? Huh. Small world. Denmark... you wouldn't happen to know a woman called Annika, would you? Dark hair, blue eyes, gorgeous. She's a housekeeper here, had a Danish Dom once upon a time by the name of Willem. Before my brother, that is.
