#sabrivory

[coralieharper-blog]

Coralie & Ivory

@ivorytaylor:

You’re officially my new best friend. The onesie really did it for me. I hope that town has insurance.

Not even five minutes and I’m already making friends, that’s a new record. There’s more where that came from, you should see me in my sloth onesie. Oh, no worries it does but their deductibles are a little pricey so either way they’re screwed.

[xavirevidal-blog]

Avi & Ivory

@ivorytaylor:

Cough, photo credit to Ivory Taylor, cough..Surprised you didn’t post the picture after this one where the wave crept up on you. That? That was hysterical.

Photo credit to the prettiest princess I know. Oh no I’m keeping that, I’m sure everybody on the network wants to look at my fail impression of Ariel.

[sadieclemens-blog]

Stretching | Sadie and Ivory

@ivorytaylor:

Ivory had specifically said to find a sexy dress. Most of Sadie’s club appropriate wear was far in the corners of her closet, things she hadn’t worn in years. But as she turned in the mirror, hands running down her sides, she gave a nod of approval. Yeah...yeah she still had it. The deep blue silk hugged her curves just right, hit that sweet spot right at the middle of her thighs. The neckline plunged, just a thin line, a subtle flirtation between her breasts without showing too much. She’d always been the type to accessorize; a bracelet donning her left wrist, and a necklace with a blue stone that matched her dress resting against her collarbone. “Definitely still have it,” she murmured with a grin as she slipped her feet into a pair of silver stilettos.

The Uber picked her up first, and she sent a quick text to Ivory, letting the other blonde know that she’d be called upon soon. Long legs were crossed in the backseat, hands straying through hair that fell in soft waves against her shoulders. Sadie didn’t go out often, and when she did, god help her she felt an almost animistic need to let loose to soak that night up without boundary. Excitement hummed through her veins when they pulled up outside her companion’s apartment. Her gut told her that this girl was even prettier in person than she was over the internet. Of course there were more factors than looks involved in a night out, and if the blonde only wanted to be dancing and drinking bodies, then Sadie would have to find someone else to sink her teeth into at the end of the night. 

When the back door opened, and Ivory slid in, Sadie let her eyes appreciate legs, arms, curves of her breasts, every inch of her. She was stunning, and cute, and seemed to have an invitingly flirty and open personality. That happened to be Sadie’s favorite combination of traits in a person. “Well hey there,” she greeted, bold enough to great the other woman with a lingering kiss on the cheek, her fingers brushing along the other blonde’s knee for a brief second. “Shit you wear youthful glow like it’s a perfume you can buy in a bottle at the store. You are making me feel so damn old right now.” Her voice came out thick, her accent a mixture of south and a delicate hint of french influence. “Now make sure you kick my ass tonight, darlin’, don’t go easy on me. I haven’t clubbed properly in ages and I need to make up for lost time.”

[jeremy-robbins-blog]

Ivory & Jeremy

@ivorytaylor:

Because at the end of the day money is always going to be more important than the actual education you receive. I’m 24 and I’m not even done paying back my loans yet. What are you majoring in?

It’s not the best system is it? Especially if you choose to go to a private institution, the debt can rack up so quickly. Plus the job market is not great right now. Luckily now I’m being partially funded for my PhD program, which is in social welfare. I also studied psych in undergrad. What’d you study?