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"Thanks for taking me out today. You seem to have a knack for finding the BEST restaurants! We've gotta do that again soon!
Anyway, seeing as we've made it back here before it started raining, I've got a little request to make of you, if you feel like it, of course."
"You, uh… wanna snuggle with me down by the fire? I've heard tell that you're quite the connoisseur when it comes to pets and ear scritches- not to mention the FORBIDDEN belly rubs…"
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Hey everyone,
Decided to post something different in order to break up my Nightkin project and not just dump it all in one go. You know, so you don't get bored of it. Thought that would be nice.
Regardless, please welcome back Parquet Floor for her third time here; she's a dedicated tradesmare who specialises in flooring of the same name, and is an utter perfectionist when it comes to her well-paying craft. (Seriously, look up actual parquet floors IRL, they can be absolutely beautiful.)
It should be stated here that she is a consummate professional who rightfully takes a LOT of pride in what she does.
Yet, she prices her work very reasonably, considering how complex it can be, as she sees her trade as an art form of sorts, one that is appropriate in many homes, and not just those of the landed gentry.
Parquet Floor, again, is a tall mare, and for a guy of my height (5'10" for those that care to hear of such things,) she would be more than capable of putting her front hooves on my shoulders and looking me dead in the eyes. Despite how ungainly she looks, she is dextrous and nimble, rarely making mistakes with where she places her hooves.
But of course, outside of work, Parquet Floor is an inveterate lover of more sensual things, and thus absolutely adores physical affection of all kinds. Some less charitable ponies would even call her a cuddleslut- not that Parquet would even give a damn. One of her favourite things is to lay on her back and have her hooves massaged- and that's rare for a pegasus.
She knows what she likes, and is not afraid to seek out those that would pet her like a common housecat. Of course, only when she's not working- she could naturally do without such distractions when she's on the clock, so to speak.
Anyway, seeing as we've made it back here before it started raining, I've got a little request to make of you, if you feel like it, of course."
"You, uh… wanna snuggle with me down by the fire? I've heard tell that you're quite the connoisseur when it comes to pets and ear scritches- not to mention the FORBIDDEN belly rubs…"
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Hey everyone,
Decided to post something different in order to break up my Nightkin project and not just dump it all in one go. You know, so you don't get bored of it. Thought that would be nice.
Regardless, please welcome back Parquet Floor for her third time here; she's a dedicated tradesmare who specialises in flooring of the same name, and is an utter perfectionist when it comes to her well-paying craft. (Seriously, look up actual parquet floors IRL, they can be absolutely beautiful.)
It should be stated here that she is a consummate professional who rightfully takes a LOT of pride in what she does.
Yet, she prices her work very reasonably, considering how complex it can be, as she sees her trade as an art form of sorts, one that is appropriate in many homes, and not just those of the landed gentry.
Parquet Floor, again, is a tall mare, and for a guy of my height (5'10" for those that care to hear of such things,) she would be more than capable of putting her front hooves on my shoulders and looking me dead in the eyes. Despite how ungainly she looks, she is dextrous and nimble, rarely making mistakes with where she places her hooves.
But of course, outside of work, Parquet Floor is an inveterate lover of more sensual things, and thus absolutely adores physical affection of all kinds. Some less charitable ponies would even call her a cuddleslut- not that Parquet would even give a damn. One of her favourite things is to lay on her back and have her hooves massaged- and that's rare for a pegasus.
She knows what she likes, and is not afraid to seek out those that would pet her like a common housecat. Of course, only when she's not working- she could naturally do without such distractions when she's on the clock, so to speak.
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