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“You have more than just my approval, babe, you have my attention.” He smirked, winking playfully. “Hmm, well, consider me intrigued. My curiosity is peaked.” He mused, eyeing her lips before glancing back up and catching her eye contact. “I think I’d rather show you, much more fun than telling all of the dirty things I’d like to do to you.” He flirted, eyeing her frame much more slowly this time.

“Glad you and I are on the same page about that, then.” He agreed lowly, his voice only loud enough for her to hear. “Oh, is this not private enough for you?” He asked with a grin, chuckling before nodding. “Sounds good to me.” He agreed, making his way back to the bar with her and sat down in the corner booth. Once she had joined him, his hand snaked its way to her upper thigh, gazing it slightly with the pads of his fingers. “So, your husband doesn’t know you’re here, hm?”

“Ooh, well, aren’t I lucky?” She quipped, flashing him a mischievous grin. “Mmm, I’d personally love it if you showed me. I’m just dying to know what you’ve got in mind.” She chuckled lowly as she felt his eyes wander her body, pleased that he was enjoying the sight in front of him. 

She shook her head at his question, shrugging. “No, actually, it’s not. I think the bartender over there is actually eavesdropping, and I’d much rather have you all to myself.” The woman stated, leading the way to the booth. Once she was seated, her blue orbs watched as his hand moved to her upper thigh, smirking in approval. “No, he doesn’t. He thinks I’m with friends. Maybe this could be our little secret?”

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Hunter smirked, chuckling. “Only the leggy blonds that catch my attention; and I’m very picky.” He explained to her, taking a sip of his drink as he let go of her hand. “Oh, sounds like quite a situation you’re in now. All alone while your husband is at home? How naughty of you to be looking for fun without him.” He teased, knowing full well her husband was standing in front of him.

“My wife is at home, too, with the kids. But she doesn’t know what’s going through my mind about the woman in front of me, nor does she have to.” He flirted as the bartender brought them over their drinks. He slid hers over to her and raised his glass, “Cheers, to new friends and bad decisions.”

Emily raised a brow, laughing quietly. “You are? Well, I’m glad I have your approval, then.” She quipped, flicking a few strands of her blonde hair out of her eyes. “I guess you could say I’m naughty, then. I always have been.” Her tongue flicked out to wet her bottom lip as she looked at him hungrily.

“Now you’ve got me curious... what’s going on in your mind, hm? I’m just dying to know.” She replied huskily, picking up her drink when it was placed in front of her. “Cheers! Though, if I’m being honest, I don’t think we’re going to be simply friends...” The blonde added, raising her glass in return. “How about we go somewhere a little more private? That booth at the back there looks rather cosy.”

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Peering over at the familiar voice, he almost exclaimed in delight upon seeing her, but kept his cool considering they were in public. He had texted her that he was off to the bar to let her know where he’d be, but didn’t expect her to show up. He couldn’t help but run his eyes over her frame, taking in every inch of her figure. Even after being married for nearly two decades, he found her just as attractive as he did the first day they met–and even more so. Hunter cocked a brow, eyes narrowing in on her as she spoke. He knew this little game. It was one they played often; pretending not to know each other and meeting all over again, and he was happy to play it with her whenever she requested it.

He turned his stool to face her slightly, extending his hand out to meet hers and gripping it delicately, his long digits wrapping around her porcelain hand. “I don’t think we have either.” The man agreed before adding, “Which is surprising considering I try to know as many beautiful woman as possible and you happen to be the best looking one I’ve ever seen. Don’t know how we’ve never met before. Hunter Cartwright.” He explained flirtatiously. “It’s a pleasure, Emily.” He signalled over for the bartender, ordering them both double dirty martinis before returning his attention back to her. “So, what’s a pretty woman like you doing out here all alone?”

Emily could feel Hunter’s eyes all over her, which made her internally praise herself for wearing her most tight-fitting dress that evening, knowing he’d appreciate it. She enjoyed playing this game, it was thrilling, it kept things fresh between them, and they were always spicing things up in the bedroom. It kept their relationship strong, and even after all those years, they were still as passionate as ever.

As he took her hand in his own, she smiled, giving a gentle squeeze to the calloused skin. “I am? Well, thank you, but I bet you say that to all the leggy blondes that come in here.” She teased, a chuckle escaping her lips. “The pleasure’s all mine, Hunter.” At his question, she shrugged. “I was out with some friends, they left and now I’m out all alone while my husband’s at home. I guess you could say I’m looking for some fun.”

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hey, guess who i just saw at ELMERTON TELEVISION STATION? EMILY CARTWRIGHT! don’t they look good for 40 years old? they have lived here for 18 YEARS and ARE a TALK SHOW HOST. they view the increase in tourism as NEGATIVE and DISLIKE the retirees who moved here. a pinterest board of them would include DESIGNER HEELS, PERFECTLY MANICURED NAILS, AND LACY LINGERIE. ⊰ ROSAMUND PIKE ─ CIS FEMALE ─ SHE/HER ⊱

hey, guess who i just saw at SAFE HAVEN LGBT+ BAR? ALESSANDRA D’ANGELO! don’t they look good for 55 years old? they have lived here ALL THEIR LIFE and ARE a PSYCHOLOGIST. they view the increase in tourism as POSITIVE and LIKE the retirees who moved here. a pinterest board of them would include FLOWING DRESSES, FEMINIST QUOTES, AND HOMEMADE ITALIAN FOOD. ⊰ MARISA TOMEI ─ CIS FEMALE ─ SHE/HER ⊱

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hey peoples. i’m neely !! 23. gmt +10. she/her & all that jazz. i bring you my two babies... one is terrible, the other is the sweetest angel on the goddamn planet. i’ll let you figure out that one when you read their info. here’s a bit about them !!

introducing emily... ♕

NAME: emily lillian cartwright ( nee; grant )

DATE OF BIRTH & AGE: june 5th 1979, forty years old.

HOMETOWN: london, united kingdom

CURRENT LOCATION: elmerton, florida

OCCUPATION: journalist, nightly talk show host

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: married to hunter cartwright

emily was born and raised in london to an english father and an american mother. she had a privileged upbringing, and being the only daughter in the grant family, she was spoiled rotten. she was the apple of her father’s eye and got anything she wanted, but that by no means made her a brat. she was taught to be grateful for everything she was given, and has taught that same message to her own children.

she has always been intelligent and sharp-witted. she comes across as aloof to most people. some would call her a bitch, because she’s notorious for being hard to please, but she means well. she’s just tough and wants everything to be perfect.

she’s a journalist, and is a talk show host at elmerton tv station, which is owned by her husband. she hosts a nightly talk show that talks about the current events in florida, as well as nationwide and international issues. she’s married to hunter cartwright and they have two teenagers together. she’s very much in love with her husband and loves her little family.

introducing alessandra... ♡

NAME: alessandra maria d’angelo ( nee; mariano )

DATE OF BIRTH & AGE: january 17th 1964, fifty-five years old.

HOMETOWN: elmerton, florida

CURRENT LOCATION: elmerton, florida

OCCUPATION: psychologist

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: homosexual

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: in a relationship

alessandra was born into a large italian family in elmerton. her parents are immigrants from tuscany and moved to florida to make a comfortable home for themselves and their family. upon arriving in america, they already had 3 children and mrs. mariano was 4 months pregnant with alessandra. they didn’t come to the country with much but the small amount of money they saved and a limited amount of clothes for all of them. her father was a cook in a local restaurant for a some time while his wife looked after the kids at home, and also had a little sewing business, which brought in some money for them too. mr and mrs. mariano didn’t speak much english, but as the time went on, they picked up on it.

when alessandra was 6, they welcomed their last baby into the family. a little girl. ally immediately took her under her wing and mothered her, as if she were her own little baby doll. she doted on her younger sister so much, and still does.

alessandra was always a very bright student. she enjoyed school and was good at all of her subjects, but she was also the class clown. being very silly and making the other kids laugh, so she got in trouble sometimes because of that, but she got away with it since she was one of the smartest kids in her grade and didn’t cause any trouble other than that.

when it comes to her personality, alessandra is probably one of the nicest people you’ll ever meet. she’s loving, caring, funny, sweet... she’s just a 5′4 ball of sunshine pretty much. she doesn’t say a bad word about anyone, unless they’ve hurt someone she loves.

she’s always been the person her friends and family lean on for support and advice. growing up, she was like another mother to her siblings and always helped them get out of trouble. she had a knack for helping others and enjoyed it, deciding that she wanted do that as a career.

she went to college to study psychology, which was where she met the man who would be her husband. he came from an italian family too, and they bonded over that as well as their common hobbies. ally always had trouble with her sexuality. growing up catholic, she had the idea that same sex relations were bad instilled in her. so, she hid her attraction for women and jumped at the first boy she took an interest in. little did she know, that interest was purely platonic. she loved him, but not in the way he wanted her to. they did end up getting married and having three daughters. ally adored the family she made, but her sexuality was still nagging at the back of her head. she couldn’t live in secret forever. especially considering she was in love with her business partner and close friend. the two began a brief affair and decided to leave their partners for each other. they are currently in a relationship, and alessandra is embracing her life as a newly out and proud lesbian.

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After a long day of work–meetings, emails, and the like–nothing sounded quite as good to Hunter as a stiff drink. Or two. Luckily, the city was crawling with nice bars, pubs, and restaurants to choose from. His wife was out with friends and he wasn’t much in the mood for sitting at home alone after being at work all day. He was looking to socialize and have some good conversation before heading home.

Arriving at a nice bar in town, he walked straight up to the bar and ordered himself a whiskey before leaning over to the person next to him. “I’m feeling generous tonight,” He began, a smile gracing his features. “I’d like to buy your next round. What’s your poison?” He asked.

Emily’s day had been busy, she’d spent the day filming for her next episode of her talk show. She’d planned to spend the evening with a friend, though, their plans quickly changed when their babysitter called in sick, which meant they had to postpone until the next week. She didn’t mind at all. Kids came first, and in a way, it made her relieved that she didn’t really have to deal with babysitters anymore, considering her children were now teenagers.

Stepping into her usual bar, she spotted a very familiar face at the bar, causing her lips to curve into a smirk. Her husband. She sauntered over to her man, leaning up against the counter right next to him. “You are? Well, I’m glad to be here then.” She began, eyeing him up and down, appreciating the sight in front of her. “Dirty martini, please.” At that, she slid onto the seat next to him. “I don’t think we’ve met. Emily.” She teased as she held out her hand, deciding that playing it coy could be a little fun.

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Rosamund Pike for Esquire, 2009.

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I think I was lucky in that I wasn’t one of those girls who are told they are pretty the whole time. I never got that. Nor did I ever obsess about my looks as a teenager.