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esther summers

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Jun 7 2017, 03:46 AM
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Esther had been quite ecstatic to finally manage to find the time to make a trip to the beach. She wanted to work on a tan somewhere where she wouldn’t have to worry about her family judging her, and while England wasn’t known for necessarily the most...ideal tanning beaches, they would do, especially as summer was beginning to pick up. Esther didn’t have bible study, or babysitting, or any other commitments today, so she had planned to go alone for ideal excursion--dress in a bikini and relax, laying on the beach with a book or two and soak up sunrays. Unfortunately, as she was getting ready her sister had decided she was tagging along (or maybe someone insisted she go with? Esther hadn’t been paying attention as much), which put a sort of...wrench in her plans, but nevertheless, she was on the beach, laying on a towel and spreading tanning oil and suncreen on her skin...not entirely sure if she was going to be in a state where she would be okay with asking Eva if it was alright if she just lay here in her swimsuit. <p>

It would be fine if it were one of the ones she had for when she was around the family--a very conservative one piece with polka dots and a skirt-esque bottom which promoted the utmost modesty. It would be an incredibly stark contrast compared to the one she had under her clothes currently...a scanty bikini that would help her minimize tan lines. ”Do you need some sunscreen or tanning oil?” she asked lightly, offering both out to her sister with a smile. ”So how have things been? Did you need to get away too?” Esther asked, deciding that after the car ride of listening to audio books (namely Christian inspired books, obviously).


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May 11 2017, 01:19 AM
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Esther was excited to spend an afternoon drinking coffee, perhaps review the verses for Bible study that evening, and just enjoy her time. The coffee was delicious, there was chocolate, and the environment was just so calm and relaxing. She had finished recounting a specific passage, flipping shut her Bible and turning her attention to sipping her delicious coffee and resorting to people watching. There were the usual kind of people expected to be seen while at a coffee shop, so the people watching was nothing out of the ordinary. Esther was about to turn back to her studies when two people walked into the cafe, a young girl and her mother...who looked oddly familiar. <p>

Esther couldn’t quite place where from the back of their heads before it dawned on her like a ton of bricks, and she found herself standing up, careful to push in her chair before going up to the front of the line where they were currently ordering, and she smiled brightly at the man behind the counter, ”Hi, yes, I’m going to pay their bill as well,” she stated, before opening up her wallet to pull out cash from...work...but hoped that wouldn’t be a topic of conversation in front of her sister’s daughter. ”Please, I insist,” Esther added, ”It’s the least I could do.” It was true...Delilah’s exile from the family was not...the greatest of moments in her family, and it struck her with the fear of getting caught by her family as well. ”And if you need somewhere to sit, I have space at my table,” Esther murmured, not really sure if Delilah would want to take her up on that offer, but she was going to try.

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<div class="thatyouwant">Hello! So this is a lovely ad for Esther’s confidant/bffl, and it’s mainly open, but there are a few things worth noting. <p>

The face I’ve used here is Shay Mitchell, and I’m not completely set on this, I mainly chose her because there are a lot of pictures with Esther’s face as well. For all intents and purposes, I’m going to call her Felicity (though you can absolutely change her name) <p>

Felicity and Esther have been friends for a long time--they went to school together, Sunday School, and spent a great deal of time together. While Esther’s family is very religious and strict, Felicity’s family has always been more open, and typically when they would have sleepovers it would be over at Felicity’s house because they wouldn’t get in trouble for having giggle fits at two in the morning. They are inseparable in terms of friendship. <p>

Esther is a member of a picture perfect family, to the point where she has to keep everything that could be a slight blemish on her reputation a secret (for fear of ending up like her older sister--exiled from the family), and let’s be realistic--keeping secrets eats people alive. Esther is a call girl, and sneaks out nearly every night to go have sex with strangers (or some repeat clients) for all kinds of money, and has to not only keep that a secret, but hopefully not get caught by anyone in her family. <p>

That’s where Felicity comes in. Esther is dying to tell someone and she needs help so that she doesn’t do something completely stupid and get caught, and I want Felicity, upon hearing the news to rather than negatively judge Esther, to laugh and say her parents were going to kill her. Felicity could have a secret of her own, if you wanted to make this more evenly, but the most important thing is that they are the kind of ride or die friends who would do anything for each other and to help them succeed. <p>

I’m very open to the name, face claim, and species (though I suggested werewolf just based on the fact that Esther is also one), and they should be the same age, so that bit is non-negotiable, along with being the first person that’s been in her life long-term about her actual career and not being a total bad sport about the whole thing. <p>

As usual, you can find me on everywhere from pm, to skype, or if you shout for me (or ask jess to snag me), I’m usually around~ <div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; padding-top: 5px;"><a href="http://shine.b1.jcink.com/index.php?showuser=5438">thanks emilie!</a></div></div>
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Apr 2 2017, 09:25 PM
I'm home from San Francisco at last, so I guess it's time to put in my second absence as I will be away in Seattle for Jess' wedding April 13-April 23 and will be working tons until then, but you know. I'm always around even when I'm working crazy amounts.
Apr 1 2017, 11:17 PM
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Esther was thankful that her family was painfully predictable, because she absolutely was running later than normal, especially since no one knew that she was out of her bed. In fact, she had quite elaborately told her family goodnight, as she always did, before proceeding to sneak out. Esther was particularly thankful that she was incredibly trustworthy when it came to her family--once she went to bed there was no reason for anyone to doubt her, which was her saving grace. Unfortunately, the only feasible way for her to sneak back into the house was through the dining room window, which led to her slipping off her stilettos, pulling the window open and shimmying her way in. As soon as she had managed to get herself inside and she quietly shut the door, Esther became hyper-aware of the fact there was a faint light from the kitchen, and when she turned she saw her younger brother standing there, glass of water in hand. <p>

Esther could feel the color drain from her face, as she probably looked nothing like she normally did: makeup was done up, almost an over the top cat eye and smoky eye, bright red lips, an extremely low cut plunge dress that barely covered her butt, and she wasn’t going to acknowledge the fact her clutch was practically bulging with cash, and a massive amount of panic overwhelmed her. This was it, she was absolutely dead, and it was thanks to the fact she was running late and apparently her brother was dehydrated and she’d address that at a later date because she absolutely reeked of fancy perfume and cologne and...god she probably smelled so dirty to him. A beat of awkward silence filled the air as she stared at him wide-eyed in fear, before she finally spoke, her voice incredibly hesitant as she needed to find any way out of this situation. ”What are you doing up?” she inquired, a little accusatorily, narrowing her eyes a bit although she felt two seconds from throwing up her heart that was trapped in her float, ”It’s like...three in the morning, Peter.”

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