03.2023 | WELCOME BACK! Hello friends old and new! I'm so excited to welcome you all back to SITW! I've made some changes to the plot and added the ability to play supernatural charcaters! So come and check it out! I can't wait to jump back into this little town with all of you!
A strange history surrounds the town, it is a place where mysterious and supernatural things have been known to happen. The reputation of the town reguarly draws in visitors and newcomers alike. While some residents avidly believe in the supernatural, others are far more skeptical. What do you believe?
Post by Waylon Sanders on Oct 5, 2023 11:26:43 GMT
He could feel her sticking close to him as he removed his hat hanging it on a hat rack as he moved through the house revealing still thick salt and pepper hair, "Divorced," three times but who was keeping count?
"My oldest just moved back to town though with her idiot," he said with sarcastic love, the boy was alright just dumb, "and my youngest stays between me and his mommas place," however his son had sent a text earlier that he was going out of town with friends, "It's just uno Waylon for the most part," as they approached the dogs kennels Alexis would see two almost identical bluetick hound dogs, "Smokey and Bandit don't let their howlin' scare ya' their full of dumb love...not great hunting dogs that's for sure," opening their kennels the dogs sniff Alexis a bit tails beating each other as Waylon opens the back patio door to which both dogs rocket out.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Oct 18, 2023 14:33:19 GMT
Mmm, Alexis did have a thing for that silver fox look and Waylon certainly qualified. It was good to know that he was alone at least and she wouldn't be surprised by someone else suddenly showing up. "Well, I do hope you aren't too lonely," she said with a teasingly flirtatious tone.
They approached the kennel and she looked in at the two hound dogs. They were pretty cute as far as dogs went but she still held her hands high against her chest as the sniffed her, preparing for one or both of them to jump but neither did and were soon racing outside. Thank goodness.
Post by Waylon Sanders on Nov 27, 2023 1:55:19 GMT
Waylon smiled, "I'm not lonely now," he teased back closing the patio door, "want something to drink? Want to follow me out to the garage so I can fix this light?" he slowly walked up to her removing his hat, sly like he moves past her casting his Stetson cologne scent out like a ol'dog, hanging it on a coat rack and then he removed his light jean jacket hanging it up leaving himself with his gun belt, tight jeans, white t-shirt, and boots.
"of course I can think of one more thing...it's a bit slower..more to the point, but well," Waylon stepped close to Alexis again removing his gun belt and badge that hung around his neck, "annnd since I'm off duty and I'm just Waylon now," he was teasing her standing close and moving away, this time he produced from a drawer a small metal bowl and a very old looking stash of weed, "It's cool, I'm cool, and I smelled it when I pulled you over..." he winked.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Nov 27, 2023 15:46:26 GMT
The man knew how to play the game and though Alexis could guess what he was doing by moving so close to her, it was still working like a charm. The scent of his cologne, the scent of a man and not a boy, had her eyes nearly dilating and drawing her in like a moth to the flame. But she was afraid of getting burned. Sometimes the high was worth the pain and she had a feeling that this man would be able to bring her to such heights that any potential consequences would seem miniscule in comparison.
He moved away and her were glued hungrily on him as he removed his outer layers and her gaze fell onto his gun belt, a sight which always made her nervous but this time it also added to the excitement. Like a snake waiting to strike its prey only to devour it. She wanted to be devoured by him.
When he returned, she could feel his body heat warm her as he stood close and when he pulled out the weed she smirked and looked up at him under her dark lashes. "Sheriff, tsk tsk, what would the neighbors say," she teased, playfully pushing against his chest with so little force it wouldn't even move him an inch. "I'll do it if you do with me," she said, "and I also wouldn't say no to a small drink..." or a large one but she didn't need to get wasted to know she wanted him tonight.
Post by Waylon Sanders on Dec 2, 2023 20:08:19 GMT
Waylon noticed she was looking at his gun belt so he sat his parafnelia down then he slyly removed his belt and then put it around her waist, "I saw you staring," he pulled her closer and clasped it and he didn't pull away either, "Everyone likes the belt, the feel of the gun," a hand slid down the holster and fingers lightly rubbed against her legs, "against their leg," he smirked, "makes'em feel like a cop...misses officer..."
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Dec 5, 2023 17:30:31 GMT
A smirk of a smile kissed her lips as he put the gun belt around her and her skin warmed as his fingers brushed against her legs. Her cheeks turned a soft shade of pink as she giggled softly at being called Misses Officer. Her fingers brushed over the leather around her waist and over the holster. "Do you like a powerful girl, Sheriff or a damsel in distress?" She could play either happily and she very much wanted to please him.