AISHA
my lovely prey, i'm a cliche
Her kick met it's mark thank goodness, and Oliver's stumble was the perfect opportunity for her to grab at his cloth with little retaliation. Grab she did, and finally it came loose from his wrist. Aisha took a couple deep breaths as she retreated with his flag, a grin creeping across her face. Another win for a girl who really outta be taken down a few pegs, for despite their weariness Oliver wouldn't hear the end of it.
"Ooooh, one point for Aisha, and still... oh what's that? Zero for Oliver?" she chided, teasing and taunting as was her nature, yet she wore the smile of someone who knew it was all fun and games. Surely Oliver would feel the same, and allow her to gloat more? Aisha took to a little prancing parade in a circle around him, waving his flag as though goading for him to try and take it from her.
"Yeah yeah, 'holding back'," she replied with air quotes, before pressing a quick kiss to his cheek and then stepping away. He offered his hand and said he was going for a bath, Aisha took it and grinned, "Sounds good, don't forget about dinner." And with this she moved back towards the stairs and up to her room, for a well deserved nap.
Fin! Good game!
"Ooooh, one point for Aisha, and still... oh what's that? Zero for Oliver?" she chided, teasing and taunting as was her nature, yet she wore the smile of someone who knew it was all fun and games. Surely Oliver would feel the same, and allow her to gloat more? Aisha took to a little prancing parade in a circle around him, waving his flag as though goading for him to try and take it from her.
"Yeah yeah, 'holding back'," she replied with air quotes, before pressing a quick kiss to his cheek and then stepping away. He offered his hand and said he was going for a bath, Aisha took it and grinned, "Sounds good, don't forget about dinner." And with this she moved back towards the stairs and up to her room, for a well deserved nap.
Fin! Good game!
for us, the bourgeoisie, so care free
