Dinner, and a room.(lock)
((This follows Sunday Shopping))
The cab pulled up the the hotel at two minutes to three. The valet came to open the door for them, as the cabbie popped the trunk. Meegan gave the man twice his fare for making it in record time. She took the hand of the valet and stood gracefully from the cab. Rachyl emerged with a smile. The man shut the door and began to pull shopping bags from the trunk. Meegan and Rachyl walked through the door being held by a well appointed doorman.
"Miss Masters?"
Meegan turned to find the smooth voiced man before her. She smiled genuinely at him and held out her hand. He took it, bowed over it and made a kissing noice at her knuckles. She with drew her hand.
"Your room is almost ready, Miss Masters. Which of your things did you wish laundered?"
"The things in the DKNY and Frenerick's bags."
"It will be my pleasure. I will have the rest of your things sent up to your room."
"Thank you, Reagan." As they'd spoken she'd pulled a bill from her purse and pressed it into his hand as he shook hers. She wrapped an arm around Rachyl's shoulder and they headed to the restraunt, the maitre'd was waiting to show them to a back corner table.
Rachyl
18 years ago
Rachyl gazed around the lavish hotel lobby, then as they entered the restaurant proper, whispered to Meegan. "You can order for me. You've been doing a good job of it so far. Just no quiche." Laughing as the maitre'd escorted them through the mostly-empty restaurant, she quieted as she looked at the paintings on the wall, keenly remembering the events in the museum, only a few short hours ago.
Meegan
18 years ago
They were seated in a small round booth. Meegan slid into the middle, with Rachyl after her, the maitre'd pushed the table close for them, and gave them menus, he wished them a good meal and left. A waiter appeared almost instantly with wine glasses filled with ice water. He asked for their drinks. Meegan told him to bring an Austrailian Shiraz. He bowed at the waist and left them.
"Look over the menu at least. I'm kind of leaning toward the lobster bisque and shrimp alfredo." She said, as she glanced at the menu.
"Look over the menu at least. I'm kind of leaning toward the lobster bisque and shrimp alfredo." She said, as she glanced at the menu.
Rachyl
18 years ago
Rachyl perused her menu as Meegan flipped incessantly back and forth between the same two pages. "Lobster bisque sounds lovely, but I'll just have fettucine alfredo. Not a big fan of creamy shrimp. Though," she interrupted herself, "the chicken marsala looks quite good, and the rack of lamb sounds interesting... Mint jelly? What does lamb taste like?"
Even to her own ears, Rachyl realized she sounded like a back-woods hick, which, in all honesty, she knew she was. Just one with rapidly growing tastes. "I sound like a hick," she said, disappointment coloring her tone.
Even to her own ears, Rachyl realized she sounded like a back-woods hick, which, in all honesty, she knew she was. Just one with rapidly growing tastes. "I sound like a hick," she said, disappointment coloring her tone.
Meegan
18 years ago
"No you don't. You sound under-exposed." Meegan sat aside her menu, as the waiter brought the wine.
"Lamb is good, but between it and chicken marsala I'd choose the chicken. Lamb is one of those things you have at dinner parties and ignore any other time."
"Lamb is good, but between it and chicken marsala I'd choose the chicken. Lamb is one of those things you have at dinner parties and ignore any other time."
Rachyl
18 years ago
Rachyl nodded and placed her menu on top of Meegan's. "I was leaning towards the chicken anyway, I haven't had any since I've come to Nachton."
Whispering quietly, she locked Meegan's gaze with hers, "Thank you for helping to expose me to all these new things."
Whispering quietly, she locked Meegan's gaze with hers, "Thank you for helping to expose me to all these new things."
Meegan
18 years ago
Meegan leaned foward and placed a soft kiss on Rachyl's lips, a chaste almost friendly peck."It has been a pleasure for me. I grew up knowing these things. I don't plan to have children so it's nice to have some one to share my knowledge with."
The waiter returned again to take their order. Meegan ordered for the both of them, along with appropriate wine. She picked up her glass and drank of the crimson liquid with in. It was a good starter wine.
The waiter returned again to take their order. Meegan ordered for the both of them, along with appropriate wine. She picked up her glass and drank of the crimson liquid with in. It was a good starter wine.
Rachyl
18 years ago
It bubbled up into her brain, but she was able to catch the thought before it formed on her lips: "But you'd make a great mother." Rachyl didn't think Meegan would want to hear it, probably had heard it many times before. She inclined her head in an "I accept your decision" sort of gesture, then picked up her glass. "Is this acceptible toasting wine, or should we wait for dinner?"
Meegan
18 years ago
"You can toast with any wine." Meegan grinned and raised her glass to Rachyl.
"What are we toasting to?"
"What are we toasting to?"
Rachyl
18 years ago
"She put me on the spot!" Rachyl's thoughts exclaimed. "I hope I'm doing this right," she fervently wished, as she raised her glass, and gazed deep into Meegan's eyes.
She wanted the toast to be profound, but not cheesy...
"To... the cleansing of old wounds, and the first steps of many along the road of life away from them."
She wanted the toast to be profound, but not cheesy...
"To... the cleansing of old wounds, and the first steps of many along the road of life away from them."
Meegan
18 years ago
"To healing." Meegan lifted her glass and clinked it against Rachyl's then took a long sip of the full bodied wine.
"That was a lovely toast, Rach."
Meegan studied Rachyl for a moment. The lines of her face were subtle and rounded, her eyes a dark green like those fine emeralds that spark blue in the right light. Her heart fluttered when she looked beyond those jewels. She saw a world filled with so many possiblities. Tonight could prove very interesting and she hoped she didn't say anything she might later need to betray.
"That was a lovely toast, Rach."
Meegan studied Rachyl for a moment. The lines of her face were subtle and rounded, her eyes a dark green like those fine emeralds that spark blue in the right light. Her heart fluttered when she looked beyond those jewels. She saw a world filled with so many possiblities. Tonight could prove very interesting and she hoped she didn't say anything she might later need to betray.
Rachyl
18 years ago
Rachyl beamed as she sipped from her wine, tasting of its deep fruitfulness.
Something in Meegan's eyes intrigued her; it was almost like a fountain of sparks began and took root inside those amazing orbs.
"Speaking of... And not to tarnish this moment, but I... I... want..." She licked her lips apprehensively, then mentally steeled herself. "I need to tell you about my other painful wound. How long do you think we have before the first course? Or should I wait til we get upstairs?"
Something in Meegan's eyes intrigued her; it was almost like a fountain of sparks began and took root inside those amazing orbs.
"Speaking of... And not to tarnish this moment, but I... I... want..." She licked her lips apprehensively, then mentally steeled herself. "I need to tell you about my other painful wound. How long do you think we have before the first course? Or should I wait til we get upstairs?"
Meegan
18 years ago
Meegan looked up and saw the waiter crossing the room with a tray.
"I'd say not long. We can wait until we are upstairs."
The man placed two steaming bowls of a smooth, thick, butter-colored, soup before them. Meegan put her napkin in her lap, and picked up her sppon.
"I'd say not long. We can wait until we are upstairs."
The man placed two steaming bowls of a smooth, thick, butter-colored, soup before them. Meegan put her napkin in her lap, and picked up her sppon.
Rachyl
18 years ago
Rachyl mirrored Meegan's placing of the napkin in her lap, and took up her spoon too.
She tipped the implement into the steaming liquid, blew lightly on it, and took it between her lips carefully, as it was still hot, even with her breath.
The tiny spoonful was almost an explosion of salt against her tongue, creamy and yet had a bite to it. Seafood flavor almost non-existent, instead it was a heady combination of the sweet succulence of lobster and the creamy butterness of the soup.
She tipped the implement into the steaming liquid, blew lightly on it, and took it between her lips carefully, as it was still hot, even with her breath.
The tiny spoonful was almost an explosion of salt against her tongue, creamy and yet had a bite to it. Seafood flavor almost non-existent, instead it was a heady combination of the sweet succulence of lobster and the creamy butterness of the soup.
Meegan
18 years ago
The soup and their meal were amazing, the dry white she'd ordered complimented them perfectly. Meegan signed the check to the room, and they went to check in. She was given two key cards in exchange for her credit card. A bell hop showed them to a very luxurient room decorated in white lace and cream. It was almost a cliche of honeymoon suites. It was perfect.
Rachyl
18 years ago
Rachyl couldn't help but turn to Meegan, hands on her hips, an eyebrow arched amusedly, her lips pursed to stave off a wide grin. "Honeymoon suite?"
Meegan
18 years ago
Meegan shrugged, hiding her own smile. "It's what they had."
Their shopping bags had been arranged neatly on the floor at the foot of the bed, and four small baskets sat on the bed, wrapped in cellophane and large bows. Meegan rolled her eyes, somethings just seemed rediculous to her. She tipped the bell hop and went to remove the baskets to the bathroom.
Their shopping bags had been arranged neatly on the floor at the foot of the bed, and four small baskets sat on the bed, wrapped in cellophane and large bows. Meegan rolled her eyes, somethings just seemed rediculous to her. She tipped the bell hop and went to remove the baskets to the bathroom.
Rachyl
18 years ago
Rachyl called out to Meegan as she entered the bathroom with armsful of baskets, "You might want to leave those out here, or maybe put them into the closet... Unless you want to end up moving them out of the bathroom again..."
Meegan poked her head out the door. "I ordered them."
"Oh."
Rachyl plopped down on a rather cushy, pale chair, and was about to lean over to undo her shoes, but realized - rather painfully - she was wearing a corset. "Help, I sat down and I can't get up! Or get my shoes off..."
Meegan poked her head out the door. "I ordered them."
"Oh."
Rachyl plopped down on a rather cushy, pale chair, and was about to lean over to undo her shoes, but realized - rather painfully - she was wearing a corset. "Help, I sat down and I can't get up! Or get my shoes off..."
Meegan
18 years ago
Meegan came out of the bathroom laughing. She crossed the room to Rachyl. Bending her knees until her bottom touched her ankles. She reached down and slipped Rachyl's shoes from her feet. While she was in that position, she unbuckled her own shoes. Straightening she took Rachyl's hand and pulled her from the seat, then toed off her mary janes.
"Better?"
"Better?"
Rachyl
18 years ago
"Muchly." Rachyl found herself on a more level playing ground with Meegan, and wrapped herself up in the taller woman's arms.
"Thank you for everything today, Meegan. Thank you for being here for me."
"Thank you for everything today, Meegan. Thank you for being here for me."
Meegan
18 years ago
She didn't know how to respond to that, her instinct was to push the smaller woman away and blow it off. That was not the right thing to do, so she resisted. Instead she kept her tongue and held Rachyl for a moment. She gave Rachyl's body a firm squeeze and set her away with a smile.
"What do you say we get out these torture devices and into the yummy robes they have in this room? There should be drinks and snacks in the bar and you can tell me what you couldn't over dinner."
With out waiting for an answer, Meegan stepped behind Rachyl and loosened the laces of her bodice then helped get it off, before presenting her own back to her friend.
"What do you say we get out these torture devices and into the yummy robes they have in this room? There should be drinks and snacks in the bar and you can tell me what you couldn't over dinner."
With out waiting for an answer, Meegan stepped behind Rachyl and loosened the laces of her bodice then helped get it off, before presenting her own back to her friend.