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Index was once a small and close-knit community, but the town located on the western side of Washington state has grown in recent years beyond anyone's expectations. It is the ideal place for those who work in Seattle but can't afford the city's high real estate prices, and for others the natural beauty attracts them to the town. And Index truly is a beautiful place - surrounded by thick evergreen trees, tall mountains and glistening rivers and lakes. While weather is typically rainy with overcast skies even this does nothing to take away from the beauty of the town, and it is only highlighted further when the heavy snow graces the town and caps the mountains in winter. To many, Index would seem like a paradise. And yet lurking beneath this visual beauty there is more to this town than anyone might ever imagine...

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Vincent Sawyer Byrne | Wolf; Pack Master/Alpha

Posted on Sun Apr 05, 2015 12:04 pm

So it was gum? What the fuck, I didn't care what it was. I guess she wasn't big on swallowing. I tried to avoid laughing at my mental joke and nodded before taking another drink, this time finishing the contents in my glass and reaching for my second to move it closer to me. Shit I knew exactly what I needed... I pulled a fresh pack of smokes from my pocket and began packing it against my palm before pealing off the cellophane. I caught her smirk and returned it, wondering if she was thinking what I was thinking, that thought being what would come after playing cards. I was hoping so. I admitted, feeling a sense of pride and a rush of confidence when she confirmed it.

I put my cigarettes back into my pocket without even thinking and grabbed my glass, suddenly feeling out of place at her compliment but accepting it anyway. Damn did she really think so? And you have uh... I looked at her as she latched onto my arm, my eyes immediately moving to her breasts  as I desperately tried to avoid telling her she had gorgeous tits. Gorgeous everything. Yeah that about covered it.

I smiled and let out a short laugh before answering her question, Vin, and you are? Shit, wasn't there a saying about things being too good to be true? A hot as fuck light weight that apparently wanted to spend the evening with me. A part of me really did feel like it was too good to be true, but something a little more south of me quickly quieted that voice. Fuck, Logan said I needed to live a little and take some chances, I deserved this.

When we reached the cashier I fingered through my wallet, passing over my personal card and finding the community card behind it. Just a couple hundred in chips. I said before turning back to her. You playing too or? It was out of character for me, but hell I didn't know how to act around women like this, maybe she expected me to buy her chips too or some shit. Maybe in some states this would be considered solicitation. I buy her some chips in exchange for possibly getting something in return. I didn't view it that way, but some people might...

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Erika Richards | Army of God; Hunter

Posted on Sun Apr 05, 2015 11:21 pm

It was so easy, the only difficulty I had was reminding myself I couldn't smirk like a smug bitch. Quote Begin You think so?Quote End I asked him, pushing my chest out just as I saw his gaze predictably travel towards it. If you believed in the ass versus breast hype, this man was definitely a breast man, which was fitting considering the dress I was wearing did a great job of showing mine off. Shit, with the cut of the dress and the help of a seamless push-up bra, he could put it on and end up looking like he had a decent pair of knockers.

Quote Begin Samantha. But.. you can call me Sam if you'd like.Quote End I grinned, deciding on the spot that'd be my name for the night. Quote Begin Oooh, Vin, like Vin Diesel? Are you fast and furious too?Quote End I winked at him, gripping at his body with my hands as we walked to get the chips and letting out a laugh that wasn't entirely fake. Well, at least he looked better than the aforementioned, if only because he had hair, but I thought it was a hilarious joke if you could look past the awfulness of it. Perhaps I just found the idea of him being a two pump chump amusing. Quote Begin I bet you own an amazing car too.Quote End I added on, just to cover all of my bases. It always helped to know what got a guy going and cars were such a typical one.

My mind was busy making calculations as the cashier passed him over some chips. A couple hundred... it wouldn't be enough for any spectacular wins, but it was definitely good enough to have some fun with. I smiled sweetly and looked up at him through my lashes. Quote Begin We could play together, wouldn't that be more fun?Quote End I kept my hand over his bicep, pushing against the muscle with my thumb as I pretended to think. That was a believable enough reason not to join in the game. Quote Begin I can be your good luck charm.. or your own personal cheerleader.Quote End That was probably enough incentive for now - I'd probably given the guy enough wanking material to last him months as it was. If you looked at it like that, after I was finished with him it would practically be a fair trade. I gave a lot... and I'd take a lot, too. Quote Begin Where'd you want to go play?Quote End I asked as I looked around at the tables, never breaking physical contact with him. I didn't want him to think too much, did I?

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Vincent Sawyer Byrne | Wolf; Pack Master/Alpha

Posted on Mon Apr 06, 2015 6:07 pm

Uhhh... My thought held there for a minute as my eyes were distracted by the way her tits seemed to magically get larger in size. I swear to fucking god my eyeballs were about to pop out of my head and fall in between them. I hadn't even realized I was leaning towards her breasts as if my body was trying to go where my eyes already were, causing us to start walking in the wrong direction. Yeah they're rea-, I mean... I blinked hard trying to regain my focus. You, I mean, gorgeous... Yeah... Fuck I wasn't trying to act like a damned buffoon, but the view from where I was, was so fucking eye grabbing I couldn't find a coherent thought even mingling in with the fantasy.

Sam... I repeated quietly, my eyes still finding ways to travel back to chest. I'd already stumbled over my own feet several times, and nearly walked right into a dude the size of lady liberty because of the distraction. Sam's a good name. I spoke, my words almost sounding like programmed responses. I quickly realized the lie I had just spoken, Sam wasn't a fucking good name. That bitch that worked down at the DMV was named Sam, I fucking hated that twat.

Fast no, furious yes. I replied instinctively with a smile that was so drenched in cocky confidence even I thought it was false. A Porsche, yeah. Another instinctive response, and a flat out fucking lie. What the fuck had possessed me to impress this chick? It was like the fact that she was wearing a tight little dress made me feel the need to fucking outman myself at every turn. You're probably not into cars though, are you? It would have been a really fucking pleasant surprise, but I didn't bet on it. The only thing she probably cared about cars was riding in sleek and shiny ones. Which was fitting, a woman like this belonged in something pretty.

The cashier had been asking me something but the words coming out of Sam's mouth had me turning to her with a smile and a really fucking gay sounding Yeah that does sound fun. Like she had just uncovered the secrets of life by suggesting we play together. For fucking fucks sake I needed another drink... Or ten... Oh right, uh, no. No club card, just the chips. Thanks. I finally answered the cashier who looked as if she wanted to say something but kept her mouth shut regardless. The blonde, poker. I spoke before the woman could ask where we would be playing, and managed to answer Sam's question at the same time. ''Alright, I'll wire it on over.'' The cashier replied and I took my card before starting towards the table. Pokers fine with you right? Too bad it wasn't a private game in the hotel attached to the casino, one that required the removal of clothes rather than money...

I sat down. Three were already playing and the one on the far right looked as if his head was about to explode. So much for his poker face. Byrne. I passed over my ID to the dealer and like magic my chips appeared. My eyes moved back to Sam, Maybe we need some fresh drinks yeah?

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Erika Richards | Army of God; Hunter

Posted on Wed Apr 08, 2015 5:33 am

I held back a smirk, even though I doubted Vin would notice it with his attention so obviously elsewhere. I'd never understood women who got so fucking uppity about men ogling their chests. Shit, I had no sexual interest in women and before I'd grown used to it, even I'd stared at some of the chests that seemed to balloon out from skimpy material and - the same went for men - if a guy walked past in tight leather pants you bet you know where my gaze would go. So I didn't see the attention as bad at all, rather the opposite. I'd selected this dress for a reason and the fact Vin could hardly tear his eyes away from my pushed up breasts was just reassurance that I was doing it right, even if his obviousness was hilarious. Poor sucker probably thought he was being all sneaky and subtle too, but I wasn't going to break it to him and ruin the effect of my brainwashing boobs. Not many people could boast that power, could they? And anyway, nobody dressed like that if they didn't want that kind of attention.

Quote Begin But you.. you can call me Sammy if you like.Quote End I added on, stroking at his arm. Sammy - retch. It was a horrible name, but it had me wondering what ridiculous cutesy shit I could get the guy to call me if I asked him to. Quote Begin I'm into a lot of things...Quote End I said, biting teasingly at my lip and resisting the urge to fuck with him too much. Yeah,  had tits and I liked cars. Hell, I liked anything that had a big and sparkly enough price tag on it - I wasn't interested in any cheap shit - and cars were no exception. My eyes lit up when he mentioned a Porsche, even though by they weren't my favorite brand sports car they still carried a hefty price tag and that was interesting enough. I might even be able to let it slide if it turned out to be the ugly as sin Panamera, because fuck me, that was one crappy looking expensive car that proved big bucks didn't always equate to style. Some people had more money that sense, and that was why they deserved to have it taken from them in my opinion. Quote Begin What model Porsche is it? A new 911?Quote End I asked, hopeful that I might get a spin in it if the evening continued going so well. Maybe it'd even be a vintage one, which were nice to look at, but didn't have that same power in the engine that was almost sexual in some cars.

Poker... time for some fun. Without the card counting it was more challenging than blackjack, but a little challenge would be nice considering Vin's brain seemed a little too boob-oriented to make him mentally stimulating. Quote Begin I love poker!Quote End I giggled, following him to the table and congratulating myself when the dealer and other players just seemed unimpressed by my little display. I just loved it when people made it even easier to fleece - could never beat a little underestimation to throw the odds in my favor. I took the liberty of perching on Vin's lap rather than get a seat, snaking my arm round his shoulders. With that view of my chest I doubted he'd be that capable of actually playing the game so that just meant more fun for me! I smirked, licking at my lips. Quote Begin Oh god, I would do anything for another Jack right now.Quote End I practically moaned into Vin's ear, my gaze watching the dealer's hand as she dealt the cards.

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Vincent Sawyer Byrne | Wolf; Pack Master/Alpha

Posted on Wed Apr 08, 2015 6:20 pm

Sammy works... Fuck, her name could be Big Bertha and it'd make no fucking difference to me. The fascination with her chest wouldn't die down, not in that dress, not tonight, but something else was starting to fade in from the depths of my mind. She was... Fuck even thinking it sounded gay... She was actually kinda sweet, and cool too. I mean I didn't know jack diddly about her but she definitely seemed sweet and cool, just a chill and genuine person. I couldn't help but feel like I'd hit some cosmic jackpot, like I'd done something to please the Gods and now I was being rewarded. It was about fucking time too. You always this cool to big brooding strangers? Or is tonight just my lucky night? I asked honestly, feeling no remorse or shame for what I had admitted about myself in that statement either. Fuck, tonight was full of a shit load of firsts for me.

Confusion struck again at what she had said. I liked to think that I could read people pretty well, whether that was true or not wasn't the point. The point here was, I didn't know if she was intentionally trying to turn me on with word play, if my mind just naturally went there no matter what, or if she was just really that fucking good at being sexy as hell with what she said. Either way what she said had my mind filled with a million different fucking questions. I suddenly felt the urge to explore everything that she was into, some things more than others... Yeah... A uh... Fuck, now I needed another lie to backup the first one. Targa... I quickly moved my attention elsewhere. I liked cool cars, but this specific kind of car wasn't something I knew a fuck load about and I was verging on pulling information out of my ass to maintain the lie. I'll just have to show it to you later. I winked and tried to drop the subject.

Fuck, if she loved poker, then I loved poker. Speaking of poker... If she wanted to stay on my lap then something was gonna poke her. I shifted a little bit to avoid any incidences like that, and placed my bet to get myself into the game, my hand sneaking around to rest in a naturally comfortable place. Hey it wasn't my fault that, that place was the outside of her ass, that was just a perk if you ask me. A perk that piled onto the two others that were staring me in the face like two jiggly presents that were begging to be unwrapped. How the fuck was I supposed to play with this kind of distraction? She upped the fucking ante with the feeling of her breath on my ear and the tone she spoke in. I raised my brows and held my breath, shifting a little bit more as I exhaled out my mouth. An excited smirk appeared on my face as my eyes traveled around the table, wondering if anyone had heard her. Anything? I asked when my eyes landed back on her, not even giving a fuck if the show we were providing was ''innapropriate'' for the setting.

I turned my head around and extended my arm to snap at a server passing by and held up two fingers, Jack, straight up. If she wanted a drink then she was gonna fucking get one. This chick was on fire.

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