(It's really going to drive me totally crazy if you keep quoting me. xD That function is intended for RPs or chats with more than one person where someone might get confused as to what you're referencing. Though, in a direct RP you're always going to be referencing my previous post, so the function is rendered completely useless. ;o
Some time had past, and she felt herself sway in the hull of the ship. In her dreams still, she recalled a time when she was young and her parents had brought her on a cruise ship to cruise around the bahamas. She was lost so deeply in her dream, she could almost feel the warm sun on her face.
As if requested, her eyes groggily opened, first scanning her perimeter--trying to decipher this room that as far as she knew she's never been in previously. She leaned forward trying to get up to inspect further, and realized that her hands were tied, and her ankles were roped to the bed. Glancing down to see the knots, she saw her nearly naked body. A thin cupped 38DD white and pink lace bra, and pink lace thong underwear was all that clothed her. It was much colder than she had imained, and her little bumps from her hard nipples poked through the fabric of the bra.
A scream escaped her lips, calling for help. She still did not know where she was, or what she was doing there. She remembered sitting at the bar sipping juice, and then this. What had happened to her? She called yet again, "Someone help me! Please! Help!" There was noticable distress in her voice as she wondered what was going to happen to her. She'd seen documentaries and read articles about women who were kidnapped and raped and murdered. As she recalled the different stories, her full glossed lips trembled with fear.