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[drama_maureen]

It was late, and Maureen was walking back to Bohemia after a performance at the club. She had no idea where she'd put the sandals she'd been wearing when she'd come in earlier that night - after searching all over the dressing room area she'd finally given up, and so she was teetering on the path in stilettos. Okay, not teetering, really - she

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[youwereameteor]

Call it a wandering heart, but Jim still feels the need to explore a little, which is how he comes to be wandering and...you know, sometimes, you get incontrovertible proof that something in the universe loves you. His Mom raised him too well to stare, which doesn't mean he doesn't catch a good look before he averts his eyes.

"Need a little help, ma'am?" he asks.

[youwereameteor]

"It's lovely," says Kirk, and it reminds him, yet again, that he really needs to find somewhere permanent to sleep. "Very...comfortable." He picks out a seat and sins into it, looking up at her.

"Very comfortable."

[drama_maureen]

Maureen smiled. "I suppose this is where I'm supposed to say that I need to slip into something more comfortable," she said. The robe was still cinched at her waist, but it gaped at the top, revealing the laced corset. "But I'm not sure what that would be."