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Today was the day, moving out of her parents guest house and into her own apartment... well, not exactly her own. Bella was being forced to share it with someone she didn't even know due to money reasons. She couldn't afford it buy herself, which was alright for now. But all her other friends already had a roommate. Leaving her to share the apartment with some random person that her friends had set up for them. The only thing that Bella knew was he was a guy. It should make for an interesting living situation.

Bella was a pretty laid back girl. Her looks attracted all the guys, but not the right ones. Long black curly hair, bright blue eyes the changed to dark blue and 5 feet and 5 inches with tanned skin. But that pretty she thought, but others drooled over her. She was currently unloading all of her things into their new apartment, trying to claim her bedroom first. Typical of her, smiling to herself she could hear someone else pulling up in the drive way. This was it, time to meet her roommate.

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Independence was one thing that Ben always wanted and he finally got it. After living in a small town for 18 years, Ben was now out on his own. He was lucky enough to get a good deal on a decent looking apartment. With the help of his friend, that is. He always wanted to move to the city because that is where the opportunities are, where the connections are, where the way to success is. His trainer referred him to this high class wrestling gym in the city where he can train for free. When Ben said that he has nowhere to stay and that he couldn't afford to rent an apartment due to his current financial status, his trainer told him to call his nephew who worked at an apartment complex. He might have been able to give him a huge discount or find him a roommate. After a few days, the trainer's nephew called back and said that his friends had setup a roommate for Ben.

Now, he finally arrived in his new home. No more grueling days at the farm. He could finally focus his energy into what he did best and hopefully, change his and his family's future. He stared at the apartment for a few seconds before opening his car's door. He slowly stepped out and his 5'9 180lbs. frame is in full view. At first glance, he doesn't look like a wrestler at all. He was, however, very fit and strong. He was muscular and lean. Thanks to the fact that he started doing farm work at an early age. His blonde hair was of medium length. He had these gentle looking gray eyes and a smile that didn't leave his face.

He already had the key to the apartment but for some reason, he felt that he should just knock on the door rather than using the key.

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Bella had expected the person to walk in, but instead they knocked on the door. She had been making her bed, the only thing she had set up and actually ready. Not really wanting to do anything else until her roommate arrived. They could both share the responsibility of making the place their own. Adding each others own touches to it, always seemed to make it that much better in her opinion. Adding the last pillow to her bed, she made her way back to the door. The butterflies almost instantly coming into play. Why? She didn't know, but they needed to leave before they made her say or do something extremely stupid.

Bella's hand was wrapped around the door knob. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and slowly let it out. She almost wanted to ignore it, but knowing she needed help to be able to live on her own quickly made that choice vanish. Opening her eyes, she twisted the door knob and opened it slowly. Seeing a muscular, blonde and a very cute man standing at the door. She had to make sure she wasn't drooling or flipping out so she remained calm.

"You must be my roommate?" Nodding, she moved out of the way. Allowing him to be able to enter. The only reason why, was because she saw all of his things in his car. If not, she would still be standing in front of the passageway. Giving him hell, as she liked to call it.

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"Wow" was the only thing that Ben could say. It's understandable, he grew up in a plain, old family house. This was fairly new to him. The person in front of him did a good job in prepping up the place. Another thing that prompted him to say that word was the person herself. Never in his life did he saw someone as attractive as her. Yes, he had flings before but those girls were no match for her. Her eyes instantly melted him. Add to that the fact that they will live in this house together for quite some time.

He stared at her for a moment before he could slap sense back into himself. He politely extended his hand and in a very polite manner, he introduced himself to her. It felt like an eternity waiting for her response.

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His response didn't phase Bella one bit. She was used to guys saying something along those lines every time they saw or met her. But she smiled ad extended her own hand. "I'm Bella. It's nice to meet you." Pausing, she laughed a bit and spoke once again. "You should come inside, it is your place too. Not unless you want to stand out there all night." Laughing again, she pulled her hand back in and let go of the door. He could shut it when he came in.

"I hope you don't mind. I already set my bedroom up. Both of the bedrooms are basically the same size and layout. So I chose the one down the hall. I haven't done anything else though. I didn't see it fair to do stuff without my roommate being here to help or decided on what they liked and didn't like." Bella blushed, realizing she hadn't stopped talking since he had stepped inside and shut the door. "Sorry, I talk too much some times."

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Her cheerful personality calmed Ben to some extent. He laughed at her joke. He'll be honest, it's not that funny for him but her laugh was contagious. He went inside and he gently closed the door. He looked around the house and looked at her. He was amused at the way she talks.

"No, it's OK. You actually make me feel more at home." He couldn't help but be amused at the blushing girl in front of him. He explained to her that he's not really a picky person so whatever she likes to do in terms of layouts or decorations, he would just leave it up to her. He had got a lot of manpower to offer so if she needed something to be moved or lifted, she shouldn't think twice.

He excused himself as he grabbed his stuff from his car. Not a lot really, just the necessities. He was a simple person indeed. He went straight to the room and sorted things out. This moment of solitude made him think. "Am I actually living with her? If this is destiny then I am a believer." He smiled then looked around the room one last time before heading out to meet her again. "I guess it's official now." He said to her. "Roommates" He crossed his arms and smiled at her.

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Nodding at his response, Bella laughed softly. "I'll take you up on that offer. I will need your help... I had some old furniture of mine left that I brought over. I don't mind us using it." Crossing her arms, she watched him leave and a bit later he came back. "Roommates it is." Grinning, she continued to unpack the dishes that were currently still in boxes surrounding the kitchen. "If I seem like I am in a hurry to get stuff unpacked, I'm not really, it's just I hate clutter."

"I hope that's not a problem, I just like stuff to be in place and stuff." Shrugging, she got on her tip-toes to try and put some bigger bowls in the higher cabinets and finally gave up. She hated being short, she could never reach things when she needed to. "So, your friends set you up for this too? I admit, I was cautious at first... But i needed to live on my own or somewhat on my own." She grinned softly and turned to watch him.

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"Let me do that for you!" Ben slowly but carefully placed the bowls on the cabinet. He tried his best to keep them neatly arranged since he just heard from her that she hates clutter. Ben is not really a neat freak but he does keep things organize and his place hygenic. That's a habit that he grew up with.

In response to her question about the setup, he told her that "setup" probably is not the applicable term for him. "Luck" is probably the better term to use. He also explained to her that living with someone is something that doesn't really bother him because his focus is on trying to make it big on his chosen career. His focus is on that one. As for Bella being cautious, he told her that it's her choice but he promise not to give her headaches. He smiled at her and said "I'll be a good roommate."


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Late into the evening, a small drizzle that never seems to stop falling up the city of New Glensdale, detective Mathew Mastings walks down the sidewalk, heading home from the bar after a long day at work. It was one of those gloomy days, setting in his office at the precinct doing paperwork and filing reports. There had been a lot of paperwork the past few months, dozens of unsolved murders and missing persons reports with no traces of possible suspects. A few times blood had been found at a scene, but the results always came back as either the victims or non-conclusive. It had him irked, having no leads or anything. He wished he could just catch one break.

As he was headed home, he suddenly heard a scream from a near by alleyway. As he ran towards it, he pulled out his gun, ready to help whoever might be in trouble. When he reached the alleyway, he saw a man pinning a woman up against the wall. "Halt! Police!" Mathew called out. "Let the woman go and place you hands in the air. NOW!" the man back away from the woman, then suddenly, he reached for a gun. But before the man could get a shot off, Mathew planted one right between his eyes and the man fell down, dead.

When Mathew went to make sure the woman was alright, she seemed more angry than scared. "Are you alright ma'am?" Mathew asked her. But the woman shook her head. "No. I am not alright." She then glared at Mathew. "You just killed my lunch," she then flashed her fangs at him. "So I guess you'll have to do." She then tackled him, baring her fangs, and Mathew couldn't help letting out a short yelp. With all his strength, he pushed the woman off him and fired a bullet at her, but it did nothing. The woman just snarled and jumped at him again, planting a fist on the side of his head and knocking him out cold.

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Lillian had a reputation of being a loner and hated women for their drama and vampire women were worse than human females! Shocker. With her long snow white hair braided back from her face as she had the fake tan so she could seamlessly blend in with the humans when she went out on the city. Her finely tuned ears caught the pang of a gun going off not far from her. In her high heeled boots she snuck closer then that familiar growl of hunger.

Running at full speed as her jeans were specially made to with stand the friction of her speed. As the woman was about to sink her fangs into Mathew Lillian kicked her as if she was a football. The kick sent the vampire woman back into the chain linked fence. Both women were hissing and growling at each other.

"You're in my territory, get!" Lillian growled as she stood close to Mathew as her nails transformed into claws with her emerald eyes turned blood red. The woman smirked commenting she was to weak to fight for a worthless human which ensued a fight that had both women being slammed into the brick buildings, bones being crushed, snapped, sliced open which soon Lillian managed to kill the other woman which she turned to ashes. Bloody and healing she looked to Mathew seeing he was still out cold through the entire fight. "She must have hit you hard."

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Mathew stirred a little as Lillian checked on him, responding to her voice. Slowly, his eyes fluttered open, his vision still blurry. Not able to see Lillian clearly, but able to tell it was a woman, gave a start, sat up, and scooted backwards with his legs away from the woman. "Gah!" he yelled out, pointing his gun at her. But as soon as his vision cleared, he relaxed a little, though he was still wary and held the gun on her. "Who are you? Where'd the that other... thing go?" He looked around frantically, thinking she might still jump him from somewhere to finish the job.

Mathew tried to stand up, keeping the gun on Lillian, but he was still woozy from that punch and fell back, accidentally discharging a round that just missed Lillian as the back of his head hit a brick wall as he fell on his butt, now even more disoriented. "That woman, she was... one of them bloodsuckers. Those vampires. I tried to save her," he motioned to the dead man he shot earlier, "but she wasn't the one in trouble. Then she..." He frantically checked his neck, feeling for teeth marks. When found none, he sighed in relief. His gun now at his side, he knew he couldn't the broad side of a barn right now with his vision blurred and double from what was no doubt a concussion, he just sat there, his clothes all wet from the rain, and waited for whatever the woman would do.

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Lillian didn't say a word nor move when he fired his gun by accident. All she had to do was wait for him to settle down and calm down to allow his thoughts to catch up to the present.

"Thing? Vampires don't exist. She must have been part of a cult who thinks they are vampires." She said calmly though her slender form shifted weight side to side in her boots as her black jacket hung heavily on her narrow shoulders but her ample breasts were peeking out with her red tank top.

"I heard a gun being fired then yelling. I ran here seeing her over you with a pipe in her hand. I just hit her with a trash can and managed to get her to run off." She said shrugging as if fighting was an everyday thing for her. "Are you going to be alright?"

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Mathew shook his head, confused now. "But she..." He rubbed the back of his head, feeling the sore spot, then looked at his fingers and saw blood, but no a lot. What the woman said made sense, maybe it was just some freak cultist or something high on something. But damn, she was strong. Mathew wasn't a small guy and had taken plenty of punches from men a lot bigger than she. But he shot her, too, didn't he? Or did he somehow miss? "I swore I shot her, saw the bullet hit and everything, and she was strong." He shook his head again.

He was clearly disoriented, his eyes refusing to focus totally. "I have to get back to the station, file a report. Another damn report." He paused for a moment. "I hate those goddam reports." He then stood up again, but with his legs still wobbly, he lost his footing and fell against a dumpster, holding on to it for support. "I... I think I need some sleep first," he said, sinking back down to the ground and leaning against the dumpster.

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"PCP, its a drug that makes a midget knock a elephant out." Lillian said which is true but she was trying to convince him there was no such thing as vampires. If he thought there was then their kind was in danger. While he commented he needed sleep she shook her head grabbing his hand offering support for him to stand.

"No a hospital for you to get checked out. A hit that hard could end your life if you fall to sleep." She said as if she knew medical procedures. Helping out of the alley way then down the street heading to the brightly lite hospital. "Cult followers like her are so deep in their belief that they change their appearance completely, their lifestyles and behaviors. They even drink blood, have fake porcelain fangs and anything to be a vampire. I'm surprised you didn't know about this since you're a cop." she said with a smile as some of her teeth were pointed in a blunt fashion so her small fangs can blend in when she smiled.

[User] Mathew shook his head as he took her hand. "PCP... no. I've handled guy on PCP before, they don't behave like that. She was completely coherent, knew what she was doing. And I shot her square in the chest with a .45, PCP or not, he heart should have stopped. But even if that were the case, how would you chase her off with just a garbage can?" His mind finally starting to think straight again, he was thinking more clearly now. "Deputy Wellings," he said to no one in particular. "He's still in a mental institution cause he wouldn't stop talking about vampires being real." He then look at Lillian. "Look, I saw what I saw. I little bump on the head ain't gonna change that."

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"You didn't see anything!" Lillian snapped as he was wearing on her nerves already. "Stay out of the alley ways." She said pushing him into the hospital so he can be taken care of. It seem the doctors knew he was coming but before anyone can get information from Lillian she was gone.

Lillian was off to tell the others of her clan that the others were getting out of hand as they were using themselves to be a victim and get a hero in so they kill two in one sitting.


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Kiyo was a warrior a great warrior who had traveled a long way, from his home to a new land. He was out of his element, having cross the endless sea that was around his home island to travel West. He was told that his land was superior since his birth. It was something that troubled him and bothered him greatly. He wanted to see the world, but all he got was lessons in fighting and killing. He one day decided to just leave, to go West.

The tails of his journey were numerous and crazy, stories he would share with people for help, for food and a place to sleep. he traveled across the whole of the world in 2 years. Now he walked up into a village, this one seemed very interesting, very different, it was a large village. He was tired and worn down, he looked around as he made his way to a house finding a spot to rest for a bit.

This man, Kiyo was a warrior, with a warriors look to him. He was stronger then the average person, and it showed in his build. He had now short dark hair that was somewhat naturally messy. He had dark onyx eyes that had a quality of intelligence and depth in them. Anyone in this town would see him as something as odd with his foreign look, and might gather to figure out who he was.

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The house the man found was actually a little inn. The owner Bella, was just coming in to start her day off. When she saw the man, she smiled softly. He was not from there, anyone with common sense could tell that. His foreign look, the way he dressed. He was a warrior. When she finally closed in on the man, she spoke softly.

"There is no use staying out here... come inside." She spoke gently, her black hair falling around her face. Her bright blue eyes were enough to trance anyone in a few moments if they were to look into her eyes for a long period of time. She wore a pair of white pants, a pink shirt and a long tan coat over it.

Bringing her keys out, she quietly opened the inn's door and waited for him to pass through.

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The former samurai Kiyo looked up at the woman who came out of the house. She was very much of this land, he looked at her and blinked as he understood her language. He had learned it as he traveled this country for the past couple of months.

He smiled as he looked at her and then walked into the Inn, "Well, um thank you," he said bowing a bit, as he looked around, "Well now, um Miss, I am in need of a place to say, I have been traveling for a good bit. I have been wanting to take a bit of a break from my travels, but I don't have very much money, is it okay, I stay here?"

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Smiling as he walked in, Bella listened to him speak. He had trouble, but he spoke her language well enough. "You can stay here, don't worry about the money. Follow me? I'll sow you the rooms." She stepped into a side hallway and walked up a flight of stairs. "You can choose which room you like... If they have a ticket on the door knob, they are taken."

Stepping aside, she let him move forward. "The ones with a best view are down the hall, My name is Bella..." She extended her had, waiting for him to shake it. A gesture of good willing.

[User] Kiyo nodded his head as he looked up the hall, his eyes traveling down it for a second. He looked at the doorways before she even made a comment. He smiled and nodded his head as he looked at her, "Well now, I think that I will take that one down there," he said pointing to a room that was at the end of the hall way. He remembered the lay out of the building from the outside and that one looked like the one with the best view as it were. "It is nice to meet you Bella, I am Kiyo," he said bowing before her in respect.

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Nodding gently, Bella turned. "Go on down there, rest and do what you please. I'll bring some food up to you once it's done." Bella smiled softly as he bowed in front of her. "There is no need for that, not with me anyways..." Her voice trailed off as she walked down the hall way. Not looking back to see if he had followed.

The room he had chosen did have the best view. A queen sized bed was in the middle of the right wall, a pair of red comfortable chairs set in front of the window along with an inn table. A TV, set on a Chester drawer. The bathroom had a claw foot tub, a shower to the right, toilet area to the left. "Enjoy."

[User] Kiyo smiled and nodded as she waved his bowing off to her, "Well it is a custom of my people," he said with a smile as he followed her down the hall. He looked into the room and smiled walking up to the window and looking down. He overheard the words of the woman, and turned to her and waved her over, "come here and look at this view," he commented softly as he gave her a warm smile. He looked down, the view was different, cause everything was different then home. How the streets looked, the beds, everything.

[Assistant] Shaking her head, Bella moved closer. "It's amazing. It's why I picked this spot to build this inn. The perfect view." Her eyes lit up when she looked out of the window. Gazing across the various scenes. "You can stay as long as you like..." Her eyes had now wondered down to him. To his body. Bella was surprised she could actually speak correctly. He was far handsomer then any man she had set eyes on. Buy yet, he had a mysterious feel about him. A warrior feel. Of course, he would. Since he was a warrior. Probably one of the best from where he was from.

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Kiyo looked at her as she made her comment, a smile forming on his lips as he looked down, it was a good choice. Well thought out, and she did a good job at making sure the place was well set up. "Well thank you for your kindness," he said with a smile as he looked at her. He looked into her eyes, his own looking at her as if they were looking into her very soul.

He leaned forward, slowly before pressing his lips against her own, a forward move, but he had learned in his travels, that if you liked something go after it. He pressed his hand to her back and deepened the kiss rather quickly. The kiss broke after a moment, "Well, you rather good at that too."

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"Thank you..." She smiled softly, but what happened next surprised her on so many levels. He had leaned in for a kiss, and she didn't stop him. Bella wanted it and was to chicken to do it herself. Then, his hand found her back. The slight pressure, adding to the kiss even more.

Once he pulled away, she could feel her face gush with redness. "Your not to bad yourself..." Her voice trailed off slightly as she looked up. "If you don't mind... I have other people to tend too... If you need me. You can come and find me..."

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Kiyo smiled as he looked at her and nodded as he pulled back. He saw her face and felt a bit proud for causing her reaction to happen, he nodded to her statement, "I will do that for sure," he commented with a smile as he let her walk out. He would for sure go and find her again.

He went about working on putting his few things away before he decided to do just that, he wanted to find Bella and talk to her, he found her most interesting.

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Nodding to him as she left, Bella felt her heart beating crazily. Sighing, she shook her head and hurried off to the kitchen area. Thought she was the owner, she still liked to help her employee's with their duties. It was right to her.

A few hours later, the other quests were starting to arrive down stairs for breakfast. The various foods were set across three tables in the corner of the dining hall. Numerous tables and chairs set across the area.

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Kiyo looked around as he noticed a smell, and blinked for a second, he knew the smell, He went in and cleaned himself up before slipping into his samurai robes as he headed downstairs. He looked around the area and smiled as he saw Bella. he walked over and bowed to her, "It is a good morning Lady Bella," he commented calmly before moving over to find a seat.

The food, western in style, he liked it a lot, actually a lot more then his homeland's food. Times like these made him grateful for having traveled the world. He made his plate and sat there looking at it, as he took a sip of Orange Juice.

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"Didn't I tell you know bowing?" She laughed softly as she noticed him coming in, and bowing towards her. "If you do it again I'll personally kick you out myself." Shrugging, she smiled softly. Full of seriousness, laughter, humor.

She watched the man out of the corner of her eye, all the while helping with other things. Boy how much she wished she could just stop, sit down and get to know the man that drawn her in. Bella wanted to get to know him. But was far to busy.

[User] Kiyo looked at her and smiled as he laughed, "I am sorry, I will work on that, some things from my old home still stick a bit with me," he replied as he nodded his head. He sat down and looked at her. he could tell she was rather busy. He got up and walked over to her quietly, "Well one of those things is to respect and help out women, what can I do to help you," he asked politely as he looked at her, "I know running a place alone must be rather hard, and I am up for helping all I can."


[User] Alex glanced at his parents, and said, "It's alright, Mom and Dad, she'll be in good hands." He laughed inwardly at the subtle double meaning, there, but said nothing more, as he watched them leave. He turned to Aleesha, and sighed softly. "Perhaps I did call out to you, but I wasn't there, actually. I wish I was. I might have been able to help more." He watched her, thinking of the time they had spent together, and couldn't help but get aroused. His sister was quite skilled in the sack. He idly wondered where she learned the things she knew, then put the thought out of his mind, as he responded, "Of course, you can hold my hand. I'll be right here, when you wake up." He smiled gently at her.

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"I couldn't say this in front of all those people, and the doctors. Tell me, I have this odd feeling that you and I were lovers. If I am mistaken, I am sorry, but I feel strangely aroused with you near me. I am sorry, maybe it is the medication, or the head injury. Oh Alex... I am sorry. What you must think of me, coming on to you in a way."

Aleesha squeezed his hand. "I wish I could remember. Do you know who I am? Was those people your parents, or mine? Were we lovers, or am I your girlfriend... your wife?" She was so tired but needed to know who and what she was to him.

"Oh how silly of me to think we are brother and sister, and in the same breath ask you if we were lovers. Maybe I am a whore that walks the street, picking up a john. Are you my pimp?" She smiled. "If you are my pimp, you are hot and sexy, and I could get used to making money for you, all over again, if that is what you are. Funny how this conversation has changed from not knowing who I am, rather it is about what I am, to you."

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She seemed to remember his name, which was a good sign. Or, perhaps their parents had mentioned it in passing, and he hadn't realized. Whatever the case, he had to come up with some explanation, both for his own sake and for hers.

"We know each other... quite well, in fact. I know who you are. Your name is Aleesha," Alex commented, hoping to maybe jog her memory.

He chuckled softly at the thought of him ever being a pimp. He was devoted to his sister in a way that was beyond such a horrible idea like that. He took her hand and kissed it. "It's alright, though. Your memory will come back in time. We can be together, again, just the same way we were. Would you like me to give you a sample?" He asked, looking around cautiously and then smiling deviously at her.

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"Alex... Alex, oh, I love sound of your name. So, we are lovers?" She smiled. "I can't be feeling guilty for saying that from the moment they all left, I couldn't wait to touch you. I can feel my pulse race, and there is a strange sensation that my body screams to be quenched."

She searched his face for something to remember and still she could not. "Here I am at your mercy in a hospital, only knowing your name, and I feel compelled to give myself to you in every devious way. Is that not crazy? I hope those older people are not my parents. Please tell me they are not."

She winked at Alex. "Even though my head hurts, I bet you know how to make me feel deliciously evil. It is good I am in a private room. Are you sure we are lovers?" She tilted her head, "Or is it that you have been trying to bed me, and the only way you can get me to say yes, is pretending to be my lover?"

She laughed, "Either way, I feel compelled and drawn to let you do it. I feel a need to be really naughty. It isn't like anyone will know, right, I mean, having amnesia, like that doctor said I have, who will care?"

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Alex reached toward Aleesha, and gently caressed her cheek, running his fingers slowly back through her hair. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't bring himself to do anything more than kiss her lips softly. But with that touch came the flood of sensations, and he was quickly, unashamedly overcome by desire for her.

"I am rarely dishonest, and never with you, Aleesha." He sighed softly, not knowing if she would understand the full extent of their relationship, but he had to try to help her, whatever it took. "We are lovers," he nodded slowly, and kissed her forehead. The scent of her lingered in his senses, and he casually stroked down her sides as he looked into her beautiful eyes. He grasped her hips firmly, and then moved to her bottom.

Suddenly, he realized they were still in a hospital and could be discovered at any moment. He pulled back momentarily, and looked her over, judging her to be mildly confused, but otherwise well, and he kissed her lips once more.

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"Alex, how long will I have amnesia? I want to remember what we were to each other. I mean, was it just sex? Or did we have romance? Tell me. What did our parents think of us having an intimate relationship?" Aleesha felt the sweet kiss on her cheek and blushed. His fingers in her hair caused her to wince. "Oh Alex, not my hair, please. My head hurts terribly." She wanted to experience what it would be like to make love to a total stranger.

"Seeing that we were lovers, I don't think it would hurt to continue being so. I think having sex with a stranger would be a fantasy most girls would love to live out, don't you? I am in a private room, no one will be back for hours, unless I ring the buzzer."

She acted like a pouty puppy for a minute. "I bet you never fucked me. I bet you are fibbing, and if you aren't prove it Alex. I don't have a clue if you are fibbing to impress me, or if you and I are lovers and I have no memory of it. I do know somehow, being taken in a hospital bed by a strange man, would be awesome. I promise not to scream, unless it is 'Oh god'..." She giggled. "Come on, let's do it right here."

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Alex was confused, tormented, torn between desire for his sister, and the disturbing thought that she was his sister. Ultimately, his lust overcame him and he climbed on top of her beneath the sterile sheets. He gripped her hospital gown and raised it lovingly up, exposing her crotch and further, past her breasts. "We had sex, but it was more than that, Aleesha... I don't know what to say to make you understand..."

He sighed softly. "My actions will just have to speak for themselves." He could feel himself growing aroused already, something about the calm, quiet surroundings combined with the air of doing such a deed in a public place thrilled him. He pulled down his pants hesitantly, and lowered his head to her pubis, kissing it and licking it slowly, before returning to his position over her half-naked form. His rock-solid dick filled her, and he gasped.

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Aleesha's eyes widened as she stared into the eyes of this stranger, a smile flowed across her lips. His cock slid inside her like it knew it belonged inside her. It felt divine. "Oh Alex, if you are being truthful and we are sister and brother, I don't care what anyone thinks.. your feel so good inside me. Don't do anything just yet, I want to remember this feeling for a long time to come."

She bit her bottom lip a little and pulled him down on her. "You go slow and then speed up, when I start moaning louder, did we ever go all the way, I mean did you share your seed with me?" She smiled brighter, "I want to get pregnant tonight. Wouldn't that be something?"

Aleesha bent her knees slightly, "Come on do it like you always do, and don't stop even if a nurse comes in. I will tell her to mind her own business and get out. And that you are my sex-therapist." She laughed.

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"Oh, Aleesha," Alex said softly, hesitantly, "how I wish you could remember what we shared, who you are... who I am." He pressed further into her warm walls and continued to thrust in and out of her moistening pussy. "Can you recall anything? Anything at all?" He kissed her lips softly as he plunged inside her, feeling the illicit attraction.

When she mentioned pregnancy, he rammed harder, so turned on was he by the thought of it. He couldn't explain it, other than to say he wanted a child. But, with his own flesh and blood? He rode her slow and deep, conflicted.


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Noji woke from a deep sleep, instantly alert. A small campfire was burning but she couldn't see the sentries patrolling the camp and that was bad. Instinctively her hand reached out to the short sword that shared her blanket. It was reassuring to have steel in her hand.

They had been patrolling for a couple of weeks now, watching the forests that divided the elven lands from the westernmost human kingdoms. One thing about the elves, they could unite humans as nothing else could. Kingdoms that hated each other quickly came together as the elven war threatened.

Noji herself wasn't from here but from the far eastern islands. Her skin was far more deeply bronzed and her black hair separated her, but she had always traveled, and always lived by the sword. She was good at it.

And now, that sword was going to save her life. She rose into a half-crouch and began moving around, kicking people awake. Warning something was up. She found the first sentry, his throat cut and that was all she needed, she sounded the alarm and then the attack on them was instantaneous. Arrows rained upon them and elven knights on horseback charged into the camp.

Noji fought bravely, hacking a horse's legs from under it and sending the knight crashing to the ground, she was right behind him removing his head from his shoulders. She spun to kill another before the first arrow hit her in the shoulder, tugging it out she paused to look around, saw it was hopeless and retreated into the trees. She could never hope to outrun them, but maybe she could outsmart them. She climbed up into a tree, staunched her bleeding shoulder and waited, to be either found and killed, or for silence and the opportunity to slip away. The blood loss made it difficult to concentrate and at some point she passed out.

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Anwen walked through the forest, she had had enough of her father and his stupid rules. Recently they had an argument in which she lost her temper with him. She had to be careful, however, because her father wouldn't think twice before beheading her.

Anwen had heard some commotion from not so far away, she dashed through the forests. Her light green armor glinting the suns rays and her long blonde hair trailing behind her. She wielded her bow and an arrow appeared magically from her hand to her bow, she was agile, and reached a terrible sight.

Her own race had slaughtered the humans, brutally. What was once a peaceful race had now become something she feared. Looking around she found a trail of blood that moved away. There was a survivor somewhere in the forests, and whoever he or she was, was injured.

She followed the trail of blood until it just stopped to a halt, but using her talented tracking skills, she saw an unconscious female human in a tree. Injured. Anwen put her bow away and climbed up the tree to the human. It wasn't long before she carried the human somewhere away from the scene and away from both the other elves and humans. Using her power of nature to heal the wound.

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Noji woke up to see her wounds being tended by someone, she managed to mutter a thank you before drifting back into delirium. She did kept muttering in her sleep, mostly cursing the elves, sometimes cursing other people. She spoke like a soldier, words frequently profane and always direct.

Waking in the evening, having slept on and off for two days she looked around the camp. She could see the fire was well tended and recognized that someone was taking care of her, perhaps had even saved her life. Right now though she wanted to be out of the forest, for she thought the elves would still come get her. Half talking to herself she said, "we have to get to a city, warn them, the war is coming. " That took a lot of effort and she put her head back down to rest, keeping an eye out for whoever the person was who had helped her. She felt she owed them a lot and she always paid her debts.

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Anwen had a slight feeling that the woman had a hatred for her kind, she heard the words the woman muttered in her sleep but Anwen was still determined to nurture her. She made sure that the fire wasn't too hot and that the woman's wounds were healed.

In the evening, she saw the woman stir and heard what she said. 'War'. Anwen hated that word, she didn't want war to occur, she wanted peace. However, ever since she learnt her fathers hatred towards the humans she knew war would break out at some point. Anwen wondered whether if she should run away, not to tell her father but to stay away from the human that clearly was showing her hatred towards the elves. Anwen didn't want to fight her, however, she stayed seated at the camp with a brave face. She was going to confront the human and prove to her that she wasn't a bad elf. That she wanted peace. She walked towards the human steadily and opened her mouth to speak. "I somehow don't think I'm allowed in the city," she said softly.

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"Why not" Noji asked, once again instinctively reaching for a sword that she had lost in the battle. "If you committed some crime, then just get me to the gate. I have to warn them, the fucking elves are coming. Fuck they might be there already." She peered around the fire, looking for a horse, but if there was one it was picketed away from the fire. "Do you have a horse? I could probably pay once we get to a city. I'm not rich, but I'm not broke either."

She winced as she moved, still sore from the wounds, though a bit surprised they had healed this fast. Her shoulder was sore, she wasn't dead and the movement didn't cause excruciating agony. She gave a nod of approval to the shadowy figure, "you have some gifts with the healing, that's for sure. "

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Anwen could see the human was loyal and determined to warn their leader of the elves. To be honest, she couldn't blame her. She watched as the human was talking about the horse, not saying a word. She didn't know whether if she should speak or not, perhaps the human may try and stand up to her? She didn't want to fight. She just wanted peace, maybe she could find the first step to peace by befriending a human. Not like that would happen any time soon.

"Thank you," she answered the human. "And when I mean I can't go I mean I seriously can't go anywhere near your area." She walked bravely in front of the human so she could see her.


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While her sister, Agnes, and her young neighbor, Sherri, were busy tending to the vegetable garden, Lisette was busy hiding in the tall grass reading a book. This didn't last though, because her hair was a very pale strawberry blonde and her skin was nearly white. Agnes seemed to always know where she was and liked to use her brown eyes to stare into Lisette's green ones. Thusly, she was digging around in the dirt looking for the stem of a white carrot as the sun began to slowly pass over the horizon.

"Agnes, I've had quite enough of this," Lisette snapped. "If we don't leave now, mum will have a roaring fit. I'm quite surprised father hasn't come about," she huffed, pushing an unruly strand of hair back.

Agnes in all her "I'm engaged so I know best" wisdom, looked over at Sherri and received a nod from the young girl. For heaven's sake, Agnes, a twenty year old, was taking advice from someone who was fifteen: three years younger than Lisette! The only difference was that Sherri was widowed by some French trapper. Huffing, Lisette stalked after the pair down the path that split and led to their respective houses. As Lisette and Agnes were walking, Lisette started to wonder what was so bloody special about Agnes and Sherri.

Sure Lisette had a fuller frame and could read somewhat, but she was hardly a troll. She wore the same ankle length, pastel color dresses that Agnes wore except she didn't have quite the same tan. Her hair was longer than Agnes' too! Not to mention, she had much larger breasts and was the only one except her mum with green eyes in the family.

Lisette was pulled from her reverie however, when she noticed the horses, or lack thereof. Father usually let the horses out around dinner time, but they were gone. Agnes gasped and pointed at the porch which Lisette had to squint at to see; it was her mum dead with her eyes open. Agnes ran forward, so Lisette followed her until she saw her father's body. Then her brother's body was found, but he seemed to have the most... lenient death. When Lisette heard a dull thud, she ducked, and then she heard and odd gurgling noise she'd never soon forget. Agnes was staring into the forest with an arrow through her throat. Lisette did the first thing that came to mind; she ran. She would run to the Edisons' house, tell Sherri what had happened. However, something caught her feet and sent her falling, knocking the breath from her lungs. She saw several pairs of legs before she blacked out.

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Gray Wolf was stood over the girl with his brother White Fox and four other braves that had come with the raiding party. The white eyes had taken their lands, and built fences across the game trails disturbing their hunting. They had planned to take horses and jewelry and burn everything else. But as they stood around the pale skinned girl with her strawberry hair and her unusual green eyes that shown like fire, they were mesmerized by her beauty, and decided that Sleeping Bear's family, who had just lost a daughter to sickness were deserving of the girl. Therefore sleeping bear slung the unconscious girl's body over his pony and rode off to the village. Meanwhile the other two braves, drove the horses ahead of them to the village where they would become property of the tribe.

Gray Wolf had been engaged to Sleeping Bear's now dead sister Winding Stream and wondered if her family would even accept the girl, and if not what might become of her. The girls beauty was bewitching, and her feared that because of that fact, the elders might just order her killed. H e ransacked the house carrying away what jewelry he could find including wedding rings which he removed from the bodies, and a small silver cup engraved with the name Lisette, and after putting them in a sack made of deer hide, set fire to everything. He waited long enough to insure the fire would not go out. When he was satisfied, he rode slowly back to the village.

When he arrived he saw the beautiful girl being taken to Sleeping Bear's lodge. He was relieved that the Elders had not seen fit to have her killed. He put the sack of jewelry in with his belongings and then went to Sleeping bears tent to celebrate. When he arrived at the lodge, he was taken aside by Black Bear, Sleeping Bear's father. "Gray Wolf, Winding Stream was to be your squaw. Will you expect the girl with hair like fire in her place?" Gray Wolf didn't have to think at all. "I would be honored" he said. Black Bear then took the girl by the arm, and gave her to Gray Wolf to take home.

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Lisette woke being jolted around by a horse in an unfamiliar place. There were women with little to no clothes on just sitting and talking to each other, and there were children running about stark naked! A stunned blush heated her cheeks as she was pulled from the horse and pulled towards some sort of dwelling where a few Indians lingered and looked at her. As soon as she stepped inside, she was sat down in front of nine wrinkled old men. The shock was beginning to dissipate and turn into terror. If it were possible, Lisette was paler than before as one lifted her chin with their cane and poked her stomach before beginning to speak in hushed tones. When they were done, they nodded to the corner and Lisette was dragged away.

For the first time since her coming there, she actually began to squirm in her captor's firm grasp, whimpering and trying to wrench herself free. When she was taken into a smaller dwelling, she was sat down again. This time, however, Lisette jerked herself away from the grasp of her captor and the older woman and man. Her voice was broken as she yelped at the woman's touch, but that didn't seem to deter her at all. Tears formed in the woman's eyes and she nodded to the old man, and he started talking to someone.

Next thing she knew, Lisette was being handed off to someone else. She began struggling in the man's grasp, mumbling protests as her eyes frantically looked for some sort of help.

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Gray Wolf led her to his lodge and pulling back the dear skin that served as a door led her in and seated her at the small fire. he looked with disapproval at what she was wearing and began to cut away her dress with his knife. If this woman was to be accepted as his wife, she would need to be accepting of their customs and he had taken a chance accepting her. Only now would he see whether of not she was suitable. he could see the fear in her eyes, but that would need to be overcome, if she was to survive in the village, and as a woman, she would have little if any say in her fate.

Gray Wolf looked at the skirt and necklace that hung on his wall. They had belonged to his betrothed, and he intended the girl to wear them, as she would be Winding Stream's replacement. Everyone in the village would recognize them and understand his intent immediately.

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Lisette immediately thought the man was going to kill her when he pulled out the crude knife. She was very nearly praising God openly that they weren't going to torture her. That joy all but ended when he started cutting off her dress. Lisette began huffing and trying to jerk away, demanding he release her immediately. By the time she was released though, Lisette realized her dress was cut to ribbons; there was no way she would be able to mend it. Her arms clung to whatever was left of her dress as she backed away from him.

Her eyes were glazed over with a hard determination as she blew a few strands of hair out of her hair. Of course, she didn't exactly ooze such self confidence. She was curled up, nude, in the corner of some stranger's home. "No. You understand that? No!" she huffed before flinching away like a startled animal.

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Gray Wolf took her by the arm and hauled her over by the fire and sitting her down again, he pulled the remains of the dress from her hands and put it in the fire. Walking over to the wall he took down the skirt made of deer hide and beaded and gave it to her to put on. He made motions like wrapping it around his waist. He waited for her to comply, holding the small breast plate in his hands.

He watched and waited, wondering if force would be needed to gain her cooperation. He didn't want to hurt the girl, but he was not beyond a mild beating should it be necessary. He was beginning to grow impatient with her.

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Lisette huffed in a childish manner and put on the small amount of covering offered her. She didn't want to obey, but she also didn't want to be stark naked in front of him. If that meant she had to wear what this man said then so be it. When she was finished, she hid her chest by crossing her arms tightly over her chest. From the look she was receiving, it appeared as though both of them were bound and determined to get their way. She took the top covering and somehow managed to put it on based upon what some of the younger females wore on their tops.

Once she was finished, she pressed her knees to her chest. Not a single day ago, she was laughing with Agnes, Sherri and mum. Now she didn't even know if Sherri was alive or not. Lisette decided immediately that she didn't want to know. The thought of seeing their bodies made her stomach turn as she tried to fix her hair while trying to remain modest. "Happy now?" she snapped.

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Gray Wolf picked her up by her forearms and forced her to stand and pulled her arms from her chest holding them at her sides. he pert breasts poked out through the beads of her breast plate her nipples erect from the relative cold. He took her hand and started to walk her out of the tent. He wanted to walk about the village and let them see her with him. It was his cultures way of announcing that they were a couple.

He was very taken with her beauty and he knew that the other braves would be also. he wanted to mark her as his, before someone else attempted to make a claim on her. Later when they had been married they would mate and have children, For now though she would live with him as his betrothed.

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Blushing mad with embarrassment and humiliation, Lisette begrudgingly let the man lead her around. Lisette was---in her definition---naked as a lark and being led around. Her head was hung in defeat while tendrils of her hair fell into her vision. Now she was beginning to see why the people back in England said the natives were brutish or even savage. For God's sake, her family was dead! Her neighbors were most likely dead too, and now she was a prisoner to these people.

She supposed, judging by the looks she was getting from the other Indians, that she was being "claimed" by the man who dressed her. At least being claimed meant she wasn't dead, but Lisette almost wished she were dead. She always hated being the center of attention; this was her own person circle in Hell. A few of the men were looking a little too close for her liking, and she cautiously pressed herself closer to the man who still held her hand in a vice-like grip. The physical, skin-to-skin contact she was so unused to made her jump back and gasp. It was then she realized with a blush how different they were from each other. His skin was much darker, and he was much more bold in his stride.

Her observation of the man, however, was cut short when the family from earlier walked up. The woman was appraising her again, and at every touch Lisette would flinch away until she finally bumped into the man who currently had possession of her. The woman continued to walk forward and pulled Lisette's hair down from its bun. Her hair fell to her waist and then she blushed deeper. The people seemed even more interested.

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Gray Wolf held her out proudly on the end of his outstretched arm, turning her as if they were dancing for all to see. when a group of braves approached, as though they would take her, he pushed her quickly behind him, and drew his knife from his belt. Slashing and kicking, he drove them away, and then, as though nothing had happened he proudly resumed his walk.

When her hair had been let down by her adopted mother he nearly gasped. She was even more beautiful then he had imagined. His chest puffed out with pride. As they finished their promenade around the village, he tucked her safely under his arm and lead her back to the first lodge where she had been taken and then given away to him. They went inside and and sitting around the fire they were served a meal. She was seated on the left of him, just as every other woman in the room was seated with her man. The only exceptions were the maidens, who served the dinner.

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As they sat and ate, Lisette was looking around at the families; at least this was familiar to her. Anyone that lived nearby on settlements ate together as a form of religious and familial coping. Married couples sat together while all the single ones served and... Lisette's train of thought froze as she started to look about at the sets of couples and then at the girls and then at the man next to her. She grew nearly two shades paler as she stared at the fire in front of her, her strawberry blond hair making a makeshift curtain to cover her wide eyes.

The food in front of her was no longer as appealing as before, and she was beginning to tremble. They wanted her to be this man's wife?! She didn't know anything about him, and they couldn't even communicate. This wasn't how it was supposed to be; the man was supposed to ask a woman for her hand not kidnap her, kill her family and make her strut around naked for an entire group. Lisette sat up and took small bites and kept her eyes lowered as she listened to warriors talk amongst each other and the women giggle quietly until a woman caught her attention.

"Name?" the asked woman asked Lisette is an odd tongue. All she could do was stare at the woman, lost. "Skipping Turtle," the woman explained to her with a slur of vowels. Dear Lord, was that her name? Is that what she was asking for. "My name? It's Lisette," she said quickly. Lovely, now they looked confused. "Lisette" she enunciated. "Turtle. Dove."

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Gray Wolf looked at her, impressed with the fact that she had an Indian name. He held his hand to his chest and said "Gray Wolf" then moving his hand to her breast said "Turtle Dove." Then taking her hand placed it on his heart and again placed his on hers. The gathered he into his arms as though to protect her, he rubbed the tip of his nose against hers. This brought cheers from the others.

Without warning, two women came and got Turtle Dove and lead her away to another part of the tent, where she was again stripped of her clothing and dressed in a robe made of what appeared to be white gauze. it was very light in color and extremely thin almost but not quite transparent. and she was led away to a small tent in the middle of the village. "You stay here 3 suns" one woman said doing her best with English. "Not come out. Gray Wolf will come."

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Lisette was already fairly shell-shocked when she was man handled again and then her nose was assaulted. Then all the other began to whoop and holler which made the situation worse and nearly frightened her to death. The final straw was when the women pulled her away from the only man---Gray Wolf---that she seemed to have had an alliance with. She was not given much choice either when she was undressed and redressed by the women she didn't know, and she verbally protested it though she doubted they understood her.

When Lisette was finally alone, she screamed in frustration and bit down on her finger until it bled. This was foolish; she was a mature woman. She should be able to carry herself better than this, she thought as she sat and wiped her teary eyes. The weight of what was happening to her had finally come crushing down. She sobbed until early into the morning. By then she was just lying on the cot in a catatonic state, not taking notice of when the women the women came or when they left. They would try to get her to eat or bathe, and she would merely roll over.

By the second day, she was somewhat okay, deciding she at least needed to keep herself alive for her family's sake. She stayed on the cot when the women came in, but when they left she'd eat and comb her hair. Then came the third day when she was swarmed by women and was put in another off white leather dress with a red bead necklace she supposed was meant to be symbolic for her hair. Then they started pampering her and dolling her up and it made Lisette's stomach turn; they must be readying her for her marriage to Gray Wolf. It was that one thing she most definitely wasn't prepared for, and then he'd want her to have children. Lisette fainted and was returned to the cot where she remained for the rest of the night while rumors were spread of her being "too frail" or "unhealthy."

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The next three days passed slowly for Gray Wolf. He had made the necessary preparations for a bride. He had hunted, slain several dear and harvested the meat for the feast and used the hides to make a new bed roll and lined it with the soft fur of several beaver. It was soft, and warm and large enough for two and an infant as well, when it nursed. He also made her new night clothes from the hides of foxes, chosen because of the fact that they matched her hair. All were soft and very beautiful. For himself he made new loincloths and a vest so that he would look his best. Three feathers adorned his raven hair, which hung down his back in a single long braid. He stood before the chief and all the assembled village and waited for Black Bear to bring his bride.

Black Bear arrive at the tent with two maidens, one went in to retrieve Turtle Dove, and the other held a young pony, on a rope, the bride price. All was now ready for their marriage. The feast was prepared and the village assembled, they only awaited the bride.


[User] "I want you to stay with me, in my arms. Stay my by side I don't want you to go. You can't go. Because if you do then a part of me leaves as well... and I can't be alone again, I don't want to be alone again, I can't operate by myself. Waking up alone... getting dressed alone, eating alone and even with all this money and power at the end of the day there is no one there but me." Winry stopped talking and was in the middle of an orgasm. Her emotions were all over the place, and she was only focused at this time on him. She could not comprehend this emotion and she was scared. All she knew was that tonight she wanted to be in his arms and no one else's would do.

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Klayton wrapped his arms up onto her shoulders and pulled her moistening pussy down onto his cock even harder as he kept thrusting into her like she asked him and felt her legs wrap around his waist. He kept thrusting and grunting as she marked her territory with her shark nails dragging them down his back and causing him to shiver both in pain and pleasure as he kept thrusting into her. He looked down into her eyes and kissed her softly once again as he thrusted into her harder spurred on by the feeling of her nails dragging through his back over and over. He loved the feeling of being scratched as he drove himself deeper and deeper into her.

"You won't have to be alone ever again." He said through grunts as beads of sweat formed over his body from the roughness and heat of the moment and their bodies being so twined together. He kept slipping and sliding in and out of her over and over with their body heat and sounds of their bodies being pressed into each other over and over again filled the room up. "Although I'd prefer it if you didn't get dressed at all." He said bending down to kiss her neck along with her breasts as he kept thrusting into her. He was using his hips as a piston driving his stiff rod into her at an incredible rate even as he felt her orgasm around his body.

[User] Winry marveled at him. She was still in disbelief. The way he touched her, the way he held her and the way he caressed her it all felt like a dream that she didn't wanna wake up from. She held him close to her and whispered in his ear. "So, tell me when did you notice that you had fallen for me? I am sure that it didn't happen so suddenly." At this time it was almost morning and the sun would be up soon. She needed to get some sleep or else she'd be tired for work, then again at this rate she would not mind being tired if it meant that she would be in the arms of another. When he said that she could stay there in his embrace she was ecstatic. She wanted to get to know him more now that she was with him. Her own personal little stalker, she smiled hard as she thought about the term she gave him.

[Assistant] Klayton kept thrusting into her slowly and holding her tight as he did it then he looked over at the clock and noticed she had to go to work soon. He smiled down into her eyes and stopped his thrusts before his own orgasm instead going behind her and cuddling her from behind still caressing her gently and holding her tight. "I fell for you the second I came into your house and it felt like my home." He said planting a soft kiss down her back and neck. "It happened so suddenly I freaked out a bit and decided to stalk you for however long it was". He ran his hands up and down her body gently touching the woman who he had dreamed about for so long. "Now you have to get to sleep soon so you're not tired at work." He said in a caring tone of voice that he usually had, but especially when talking about or to this particular woman who he was pressed tightly to from behind.

[User] Winry didn't want to stop, she wanted to cum one last time before they ended their lovely night. She kissed him once more and then smiled. "Fine, but make me cum once more..." She said holding onto him. It was already past five and she knew she'd pay for this endeavor in the morning by falling asleep at her desk. She didn't care about work, no why would she when she had everything she could need laying next to her? He touched her softly and ran his fingers up and down her body she shivered and she looked at him. How could anyone deny those eyes? He had the eyes of a wounded wolf yet a caring bear. It was a mixture of dark mystery and protectiveness. "You touches are addicting..." She commented.

[Assistant] Klayton smiled at her when she kissed him and gave him the chance to make her cum once again. "I thought you'd never ask." He teased before rolling right back on top of her and inside of her once again picking up his thrusts. He looked down in her eyes and drove his cock into her over and over again grunting and groaning as he got near cumming on his own. "Well you're a pretty addictive lady, Winry." He said with a little laugh as he kept penetrating her over and over. He slid himself all the way out of her and then drove himself back home not wanting to disappoint the beautiful woman beneath him. He reached his hands up to her head and ran them through her beautiful hair grunting and kissing her softly as he continued his passion filled thrusts wanting her to be nice and happy and satisfied by her admirer.

[User] "You are good at what you do." Winry said as she climaxed. Her body left trembling she touched him softly. "I want you to get off too... so what do I have to do to please you?" She said kissing him on his cheeks and then his chest. She licked his bottom lip and then bit it. Smiling, she stopped and touched herself. She was still wet and she was upset because she knew that she had to go t work in the morning. Before she started again she rolled over and texted her assistant and said that she was going to be late. Once this little task was done she smiled at him and then touched his member. "Now, come let me get you off... just tell me what to do." She said reaching for another kiss.

[Assistant] Klayton looked down at her trembling beautiful body following her orgasm and smiled when she said she wanted to get him off as well. He watched as she ran her hand down her own body and felt her still wet mound. He was all ready to go to sleep and finish this up the next day when she got home from work but she rolled over and texted her assistant before he could suggest that. "Well I was already pretty ready to finish, but I held back since I didn't know where you wanted me to finish." He said as she touched him and he kissed her passionately. "But if you'd like to maybe get on top that way you can choose where I 'finish'" he said with a pleased look already on his face.

[User] Winry eyed him lustfully, "what if I wanted you to finish inside of me" She bit her lower lip as she pushed him down and climbed on top of him. "What if I said that I wanted you to not only finish inside but to leave your dick there while we slept" She kissed him and then touched his chest. Eyeing him again she kissed his neck, his collar bone and his cheeks again. "Let me let you finish... it would not be fair for me to get release and not you." She grinded on his pelvis a little as if to wake up his dick. Bending down she moaned in his ear and then moaned his name ever so slowly. This fox was determined to get her prey off even if it meant going into work late.

[Assistant] Klayton licked his lips when she said she may want him to finish inside of her and grew even more excited when she pushed him down and mounted him. She was awfully aggressive he thought and he loved that in a woman, especially in this one. "Then I would finish inside of you and leave my dick inside you as we slept together." He said as he felt her lips trailing over his neck and collarbone and all over his torso. He sprung forth a bit when she grinded him and his dick was ready to go. "I think I'm pretty ready to finish about now." He said wanting to orgasm so badly, and also wanting her to be able to go to work and have a nice day.


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Kate breathed in softly as she started up her small black Kia Forte and sat in the driver's seat of the vehicle. Her mother and father had left for their anniversary for the weekend and didn't want her staying home alone. Sure, she was 18 but there had been some recent murders and rapes that scared her parents. She didn't fight it, she wanted to stay home but they asked her to stay with someone she knew. Setting her bag into the passenger seat she pulled out of the parking lot before putting her gear into drive and driving out of town.

She didn't drive to far, she was going to stay with a family friend. He was friends with her mother and father for years. He had watched her grow up before his eyes. She sighed and she breathed in as it was nearing nighttime. It wasn't really too late but the sun was already setting down beyond the horizon. Reaching his house she parked her car and shut it off. She was going to tell him she was coming over but she didn't have his number.

Kate stepped out of the car, her bag in hand and she shut the car door. She stood tall at 5 feet and 9 inches, her hair a dark chocolate brown and her eyes a deep ocean blue. Her skin soft, tan and smooth. She was curvy, though still toned. The only big thing on her seemed to be her Double D Breasts that were trying to escape from her white tank top. A gray vest rested on the tank top with a pair of blue jeans and black boots that rose up to her knees. She bit her bottom lip and rose her hand, knocking on his door with three soft knocks. She could have easily stayed with a friend, but she chose him. One... he was a friend. He was kind to her and secondly, she had a huge crush on him. Since she had the chance, why not spend some time with him?

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Micheal was surprised when he heard a gentle knocking on his door. He had only gotten home fifteen minutes before and had just barely had time to take off his shoes and sit down in front of the TV. He was still dressed in his slacks, dress socks, and polo shirt. He jumped up from his chair and went to answer the door.

Micheal was a big man, standing 6 feet 5 inches and being built rather sturdily. His muscular frame was kept in shape by regular visits to his basement "gym", giving him a broad chest and powerful arms. His features were rugged and masculine. The only signs of his 45 years were the wisps of white and gray speckling his jet black hair. He was a very attractive man. He wasn't expecting anyone right now. He was between girlfriends at the moment, and his guy friends were off doing their own thing right now. He swung open the door. His eyebrows went up when he saw Kate.

"Kate!" he said in surprise. "What are you doing here?" It was always a pleasant surprise to see Kate. He could never get enough of her. He'd been following her ever since she was a little girl with a charming smile and a twinkle in her eye. He'd watched her grow more beautiful with each passing year as she blossomed to adolescence, and finally adulthood. To what pleasure did he owe such a visit from a gorgeous young woman?

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Kate looked up to see the door opening finally and she gave a soft smile as he seemed surprised. "Sorry, I was going to call but then realized I didn't have your number." She said, rubbing the back of her neck and she breathed in slightly. "Can... can I stay here for the weekend? My parents left for their anniversary and don't want me staying alone while they're gone..." She gave a slight annoyed groan but she shrugged and looked up to him with a small smile. "I mean, I know it's kind of out of the blue but I'd appreciate it. But I totally understand if I can't." She gave a nod with a smile.

Kate had known him for years, so she had the time to really get to know him. To like him, of course without her parents knowing. Though she smiled up to him, her head cocked slightly to the side. A slight hoping look on her face as she nipped her bottom lip again and held her bag to her upper legs and smiled. She wouldn't be bummed if he said no, she knew she could go to her friends house. Though she waited... patiently to hear what he had to say. She felt she hadn't been able to take her mind off of him, she knew he was twice her age but she didn't really care. He was handsome, he was sweet and caring and just... everything she wanted in a man.

And she at least hoped that he'd give her a chance...

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"Of course you can stay," smiled Micheal warmly, stepping aside to let Kate in. "You know you're always welcome. Excuse the bachelor pad, though." The last sentence was an attempt at humor. Kate had been to Micheal's many times, with her parents, of course. She'd always been such a cute little thing. She still was. Such a beautiful and delicate thing, unlike the 30-40 year old women Micheal usually associated with. He noticed Kate carrying her overnight bag.

"Here, let me take that," he offered. "Make yourself at home. I'll take your bag to the spare room, then I'll join you." He smiled at her warmly.

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Kate smiled softly and nodded her head as she looked up to him. "Thanks." She said softly before stepping into the house and she looked around, shrugging her shoulders and shaking her head. "It's fine." She gave a soft laugh and she smiled to him gently. Though he took her bag and she looked up to him once more. "Thanks..." She said once more just as he took it from her grasp and she looked around slowly.

She had been here quite a few times but she had never been here alone. It was kind of nice and she walked over to the couch, sitting down onto it and she drummed her fingers along her legs as she looked down and then back up. Waiting for him to come back out into the living room "I appreciate it. I didn't really know where else to stay for the next couple of nights." She shook her head as she leaned against the arm of the couch.

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Micheal kept his word as he neatly set Kate's bag at the foot of the bed in the guest room, then returned to join her on the couch. He sat down next to, though he did so slightly closer to her than he would normally do. He chose to be a bit bolder, now that he didn't have Kate's parents there between him and Kate. Not that he'd really try anything, but he sensed Kate felt giddy around him. He wanted to tease her a little. There was nothing wrong with that. He often made her blush and giggle, even as a little girl---all in good sport of course. He draped one arm over the back of the seat behind her.

"So, how long are your parents gone for?" he asked, trying to make conversation.

[User] Kate looked over to him as he sat down a bit closer to her than she was use to especially since her parents weren't around but she smiled softly and leaned back into the couch along with his arm. "They gone for four days." She nodded her head and smiled softly. "Won't be home til Tuesday afternoon." She said bit her bottom lip softly. "I hope I wasn't interrupting you or anything. I mean if you have to work i understand." She nodded and smiled softly.

[Assistant] "You aren't interrupting me at all," smiled Micheal. He felt his heart leap for joy when she leaned back closer to him. Her hair tickled his arm. Something else stirred inside his pants, but he ignored it, for the moment. "It's always a pleasure to have you over." Indeed it was, and not just for her companionship. There were many times Micheal caught himself thinking of her as he pleasured himself late at night. Kate was a sweet 18 year old, and nothing could change that. Call him a lecherous old pig, but he found this young woman very attractive.

[User] Kate smiled softly up to him, "Good." She said with a soft laugh and she tilted her head to the side and she leaned into him a bit. Her shoulder pressing into his side a bit, under his arm and she smiled softly up to him. "Well, if there's anything you'd like to do..." She shrugged and nodded her head. "I mean, so at least we're not just stuck and bored here. I don't want to bore you." She said with a soft laugh and she sat up a little bit. He has a handsome man and often she couldn't take her mind off of him, she knew her parents would be disappointed if they found out how she thought about him.

[Assistant] "Well, I didn't have any plans for tonight," admitted Micheal. His heart beat faster as Kate leaned back into him. Without thinking, he let his arm close around her, and clamped his hand on her shoulder. "I didn't really expect to spend a weekend with such a gorgeous young woman as yourself." He gently pulled her closer, as he would a woman he was hitting up on. At the same time, he smiled that warm, comforting smile he'd always given her. He already had some ideas for what he wanted to do, and all of them ended with the two of them cuddled up naked under the sheets in the morning.


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Jason smiled at her, nodding and admiring the view that he had of her in her bikini. "Great, let's get moving then, I'm getting hungrier by the minute." He then climbed into the truck, starting it up, waiting for her to get in. Once she was, Jason pulled out of the spot he was in, getting back on the main road heading to the place she described. "Just show me the way if you will please." He smiled at her as he drove on the country road. This evening was going to be something amazing, he just knew it within him. The kiss he shared with Dawn was just breath-taking, amazing in every way possible.

He never thought in a million years that he'd find himself slowly enjoying the country way of living. Sure, where he was didn't have a whole lot, but it had enough to facilitate the needs of the local town folk. He felt himself slowly falling for Dawn, would he be willing to give up everything he's ever worked for just to be with her? Maybe the town had a college near by that he could just go to while living with Grandma Violet.

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Dawn nodded with a laugh. "Okay." she replied. Going around the the passengers side, she opened the door before climbing inside with him while he started up the truck. She got comfortable before looking out the window while he started back to the main road. When asked to show the way, she grinned and nodded. "Of course." she told him. Once he was back onto the main road, she told him to turn left and follow the road until she told him so. About five minutes down the road, she told him to turn right and just a bit down that road was a restaurant that said 'Gram & Pops' on it.

"Right in here." she told him. As they neared the place, the smell of grilling meat could be smelled and she felt her stomach growl. All the while he was driving though, she was thinking about the kiss they'd shared back in the lake. It had been amazing for her first kiss and it made her blush a bit while she smiled to herself. But there was one thing she worried about. Jason was a city boy and he was going to eventually return to the city. He wouldn't want to sit around a country town and if she did fall in love, what about when he did have to leave. Mentally shaking herself, she brushed the thought aside with a sigh. It was too early to think of such things.

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Jason's eyes widened a bit as he laughed to himself, "Wow that was no time at all." He stepped out of the truck, smelling the aroma of cooking and grilling and man did it make him hungry. Jason then went over to her side to open her door, opening it and helping her down. As they walked up towards the restaurant, the smell only got stronger, making him hungrier. "I hope they have something to snack on while we wait for our food or we can order something quick to snack on." He chuckled a bit as he said that, feeling hungrier than ever before.

Once they found a place to sit down, Jason looked over the menu to try to figure out what exactly sounded good. "So what do you think you'll end up getting?" He smiled at her as he asked trying to make conversation with her. "I think a double cheeseburger with bacon sounds awesome!!" He expressed with excitement. Jason was really enjoying his time with Dawn, and never wanted it to end. He knew that eventually he'd have to make a choice and look into getting into a college of some sort, hopefully one that was close, even if it were a community college.

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Dawn caught the smell of the cooking food and felt her stomach growl while he moved around to her side and opened it for her. "Thanks." she said as she got out with his help. Even though the place was small, there were quite a few cars in the parking lot and it wasn't yet the dinner rush. When that came around, it usually got really busy. The couple that owned the place were well known in the community and everyone loved them. It was run by a sweet older lady name Mary and her husband Nick. When Jason mentioned having something to snack on, she laughed gently with a nod. "Yes, they have appetizers." she told him as they entered.

When she entered, she saw a couple people that she knew and they waved to each other before she followed Jason to a place to sit. When asked what she thought she'd get, she looked a little thoughtful. "Hmm. I think I'll get my usual." she tells him. "I usually get a cheeseburger with a plate of freshly cut cheese fries." She blushed a little with a grin. Even though she was such a petite girl, she could certainly pack away the food. It made a lot of her friends jealous because of her high metabolism. She could eat all she wanted and not gain a single pound.

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Jason laughed and smiled, "Okay good, because I need something to much on. What kind of appetizer would you like? Personally I could go for anything." Jason picked up the menu and started to browse through it, looking it over for anything that sounded good for future reference whenever the two of them might visit this place again. Once he started looking over the menu, their waitress came over and greeted them with a smile, "Hey ya'll, welcome to Gram & Pop's. You must be Violet's grandson, because you look like the spittin' image of your daddy." Jason laughed and smiled, "Yes I am." She then turned to Dawn and offered her a hello, "And how are you doing Dawn. Are you gettin' ready for your next big rodeo?"

Their waitress was quite friendly and seemed to know a lot about the both of them. Jason was a little surprised that she knew he was Violet's grandson, but Dawn, however was probably known around here for being in the rodeos and such. "So anyways, what can I start ya'll off to drink?" Jason smiled after she'd asked about the drinks, "I'll have a Dr. Pepper. And we'd also like an appetizer, but I'll let Dawn choose what our appetizer is." He looked to the young girl and offered her a smile.

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Dawn chuckled as he spoke and she watched him pick up the menu. She didn't really need one because she'd pretty much had in memorized. "Well, their onion rings are good." she told him. "But all the food here is really good." While she didn't pick up the large menu, she did pick up the smaller one that had the days specials on it and looked at them before looking up when the waitress came over and she smiled at the woman. "I'm alright." she said with a nod when asked how she was doing. "Yeah, I'm getting ready. The horses are looking great. I'm hoping to get first place again."

She looked at Jason after being asked about drinks and smiled before looking up at the waitress again. "I'll just have a glass of iced tea and for an appetizer, can we get the small sampler?" she asked. "Ask pops to put some of his spicy hot sauce on the side." She grinned while collecting the menus and holding them up to the woman. After the waitress left, Dawn looked at Jason again. "The sampler has a little of this and that. There's chicken strips, onion rings, and mozzarella sticks. Sometimes there might be something else added in."

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Jason nodded as he'd listen closely to her talk about how they added in extras sometimes. "Wow, that's awesome, hopefully we get a little something extra." Jason grinned at the young girl as he was having a wonderful time with her. "So, all together how many first places have you won in the rodeos? Also, what is your best and favorite memory of being in a rodeo?" Jason figured he'd ask this question because not only was he curious to learn more about her, but he wanted her to know that he was interested in what she liked and enjoyed as well.

Jason only could wonder though how she'd react about his comic book collection. His previous girlfriend wasn't exactly crazy about it, even going as far as to getting rid of a few of his favorites behind his back. He could only hope Dawn wasn't that shallow, but so far, she wasn't in any the least that way. She accepted him for who he was. Being a city boy, he didn't really go outside to play much, most of his time was being connected to video games, playing guitar, and comic books. Now the only other time he'd seen the outside world was either when hanging out with friends, going to school, or skateboarding.


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As the sounds of footsteps neared Olivia's direction, she prepared her mentally for the danger that was inevitable due to her brave tactics. Waiting just a few more seconds, she stepped from the corner and pointed her gun directly at the assailant who she had caught. Surely this had to be one of the people that had robbed the jewelry store. They were creeping behind an ally, like she suspected and the timing was just right considering the store's security system had went off just fifteen minutes earlier.

She was shaking but with anticipation, looking onto the figure that was cast by the illumination of the moon. She couldn't wait to collar this criminal and receive a heaping a praises once she arrived at the station. "Don't move." She ordered finally, slowing approaching the person that was standing directly in front of her. "Put your hands against the wall." She ordered next.

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Reyna paused, feeling a scowl tug at her lips. Great... just... great. The first time the gang goes out to steal some jewels, she's caught. By a damn cop. Fucking wonderful. From the sound of things though... the cop may not know she has a gun. Maybe, just maybe... "How am I supposed to put my hands up against the wall? You told me not to move," she spoke up, her voice a bit arrogant. "I mean, really. That is more than a contradiction at work... besides..." Quickly she whirled around, pointing her own gun at her.

"I have a gun. What are you going to do about that?" There was now a smug smile tugging on the young woman's lips, a twinkle in her eyes. An ethereal glow was cast onto her, now that she was out, lit by the moonlight. "So why don't you turn back around, and go back to where you came from? I have to meet my comrades... and oh! Visiting the station is not part of the agenda. Sorry." With a shrug, she grinned and started moving back.

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Olivia was surprised by how this girl had spoken to her. Most people would make a run for it, igniting a chase, but not this one. She was also surprised that she was so young and had distanced herself from the rest of the group or had volunteered such an act. She couldn't have been any older than 20 which was too young, in Olivia's opinion, to lead a life style such as this one.

It was something different to Olivia though she still held her ground. Rolling her eyes and keeping the gun pointed towards the girl, she was unfazed by anything that was said to her or the fact that the other person had a gun. She moved her feet forward, closing the space that was between her and the criminal. "I have a gun too." Olivia responded with a smirk tugging at the small corners of her lips. "So if you move another step, I'll be forced to shoot you for resisting arrest." She added with an unwavering boat of confidence.

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"Am I supposed to be scared?" Reyna asked. "Cause, truth be told... I'm not. You're not that scary. At all. I've seen scarier things under my bed than you. Sorry." The young woman shrugged again, showing just how unfazed she was by the situation. Her gun never wavered. "I bet you'll even miss, if you tried to shoot me. By the looks of confidence on your face... I have to say that little Miss Eager here is a rookie. I bet I'm right, too."

One foot shifted back, steady her. At the age of twenty-one, she wasn't full of herself like a number of others her age. In fact, she was well-grounded, despite her occupation. The harsh realities of life were well known to her. "Now if you'll excuse me... I'll be taking my leave of you. This conversation had been great and all, but I really must be going."

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Olivia stared at the other woman for longer than she should have. Internally, her confidence did waver and she felt upset about what she had told her. Though Olivia was a rookie, she doubt that she looked like one or acted like one. She worked so hard to make sure that was exactly what she didn't look like when she approached criminals so they wouldn't undermine her or think they could easily get away with anything.

Upset to begin with, her features slowly turned into a scowl when she realized the girl had practically insulted her and continued to move though Olivia had said not to. She was going to show this smug little girl just how 'bad' of an aim she really had. Without any further hesitation, she aimed the head of her gun in the direction of the girl's shoulder then fired her shot. This would surely show her that she was not someone to walk all over and was not a force with be reckoned with.

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Reyna dodged the bullet by swerving to the left, the little projectile burying itself into the woodwork of a nearby fence. "I hit a nerve," the woman commented. "Do you not like being called a rookie? Because there is nothing you can do about it. That is what you are, and that is what you will be for a long, long, long time. It can't be helped." During the simple evasion maneuver she had lowered her gun, that way she could move faster and more easily.

Now she had it raised back up, aiming right at the cop's head. "I'm not scared by the likes of you. I have seen things that would make you cry at night. You never had a comrade die right there in front of your eyes, or seen a person ripped apart by bullets. At life? You're a rookie too. You're young, you're naive, and you don't know a damn thing. So why don't you go back home and curl up in the safety of your bed? Forget this ever happened. Cause I need to go back to my own family." At least, the gang is what she considered family.

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Olivia stared at the woman, her breath ragged and her heart pumping hastily. At first, it was hard for her to grasp the fact that her bullet hadn't even grazed the other woman when she aimed right for the target she was meant to hit. She went to the firing range at least three times a week and she shot with perfection each time. It was impossible this feign had been able to swiftly dodge her bullet. Along with the tiring monologue of what Olivia knew and didn't know, it pissed her off to say the least. "You have no idea who I am or what I've been through.

You don't know what I've seen and just how much hell I've witnessed. Since you run away on the streets day and night, with no hope for yourself, you assume that no one has it as terrible as you do. Well, I've got news for you sweetheart," She stepped closer, fearless of the gun that had been pointed in her direction. "I've seen more shit than you could ever imagine despite how rough I assume you consider your life to be." Olivia raised her gun again, this time aiming for the girl's heart. "So who's the rookie now?"

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"The only rookie here is... you." Reyna told her this, not in a tone dripping in confidence though. No, her voice was rather cool... like she was merely delivering facts. The gun remained up and ready. Even as she began to stalk forward, it aimed right at the female cop's heart. "Don't pretend like you know everything. Cause, you know what? You don't. Sure, I don't know who you are, or how much hell you have personally been through... but then again... you can't say that you know any of that about me now... can you? I may run on the streets day and night, but I do have hope." It was right then that the gun met right above her bullet-proof vest, but it didn't fire a round.

At least... not yet it hasn't. Reyna leaned in, her warm breath teasing the woman's face in a seductive caress that left the skin tingling madly. Underneath the silver moonlight her eyes were much like tumultuous clouds, lovely yet dangerous all the same. Her free hand nudged the gun pointing at her down towards the ground. "Once in a while it looks like I don't... but I do. Now then... why don't you rethink this whole situation we're in? You are a rookie... but rookies deserve to live. I would hate to shoot you, after we're talked so much..." With the gun no longer pointing at her, she pinned the woman against the fence behind her, eyes focused rather intently on hers.


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Roxy chuckled and shrugged. "I did tell you I would, so I felt silly for backing out." As she made her way to the elliptical machine, she picked up a bottle of water from the small fridge. His pull ups always made her wonder what he thought about while he was doing that. What made him put in so much effort. Whatever it was, the payout was worth it. His arms were amazing. Not to mention pretty much every other part of him. She didn't notice the staring he was doing because she was busy stretching, but his comment caught her off guard and she laughed.

"Well, if you want me to stay looking good, I have to work out a little." And that's pretty much all she was going to do today. She didn't have the will power to do much else. "You don't look so bad yourself, you know."

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"Tell me about it," Cain said, looking at his form and smirking in a playful example of faux overconfidence, "I dream about this every night." Laughing he hoped his brow as he pulled over his duffel bag before pulling out an partial bodysuit that only covered up his arm. Threading his fingers through the glove portion, he walked over to her so that she could see him while she rode the bike. "Look at this, Roxy. We've been working on this and we finally got the whole bodysuit working," he fiddled with a small panel on the upper arm and soon, his entire arm faded from view.

"The suit bends the light around you, making you invisible," he looked at his non-existent arm and waved it around. "Only problem is that it doesn't adapt well to changing light, so a flashlight on you kills it instantly. Another problem is the heat," he said as he turned off the armsleeve and began pulling it off of his limb, "After a couple minutes, you'll begin to burn your skin. So it's really only for short use. But still... I'm excited for us to use them."

He smiled as he watched her exercise a little "First time I tried it, I was worried that it would only make my clothes invisible..."

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Roxy got on the machine, entered a program and then took off, arms and legs moving together to get in some cardio. She laughed as he joked about his appearance. Even though he was kidding, Roxy thought he was fantasy worthy. In fact, she'd had several surrounding him before. Of course, she'd never acted on them. Why would she? He didn't seem all that interested for all of their joking and flirting. She sighed and kept up her heart rate as she went on her little program. It would only last for about half an hour, but that would be plenty of time.

She was distracted from her workout, however, by curiosity. She watched him fiddle with the body suit fragment and smiled, congratulating him on getting things going again. She chuckled as he told her about his little fear. "You would worry about that," she said with a smile. "I don't see why though. It's not like you're exactly shy," she teased.

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"Well I suppose if I were sneaking into your room at night I wouldn't have a problem with this slight, malfunction," Cain said, laughing as he looked at the loose leather now in his hands, still very warm to the touch even after that brief demonstration, "But against people with guns, I'd like to have something more than the ol' Johnson at my disposal to dispatch them. Besides, you can be quite sure of yourself around me as well Roxy." Moving back to the bench, Cain slipped the leather sleeve back into his pack before turning his attention back to Roxy. He would move back to be in front of Roxy, leaning on her machine. He had to look up at her since she was up at a higher level than he, but at least the view was nice from here.

Cain would work out more, but he knew that he shouldn't push himself. He had never been into bulking his body up. In fact, he preferred to be as lean and toned as possible, helping him be as quick in the field as he could be. His muscles were for getting around, not breaking things. And right now, the last thing he needed was a sore body when it came to infiltrating the Madagascar. He reached to the side and set a towel on her elliptical so she can pat down once she finished. Cain found watching her on the machine to be quite entertaining.

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Since she had nothing better to watch--and she meant that in the most positive sense possible--Roxy kept her gaze fixed on Cain. She smiled at his joke, chuckling a little and rolling her eyes. She thought over his statement about her being sure of herself. "I guess that's true. But then, I don't have much to be shy about. I mean look at me," she teased, laughing as he came over and stood in front of the machine to do just that.

"So how long is the invisibility thing supposed to last?" She asked, tilting her head at him as he watched. "Maybe you've been sneaking into my room at night anyway and I just don't know about it," she teased.

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"Nice smile, great body, fun personality, those child bearing hips, those breasts... yup... I sure can pick em," he said, smiling at her. Not that Cain chose Roxy to join simply by her looks. He was informed not to just pick some hot little number when he went out recruiting. Being one of the younger males on the ship, no doubt it was all on their minds that he would pick some woman with his manhood than his brain. In fact, it almost made choosing Roxy harder. She was so much more talented than he expected, but her good looks would make everyone suspicious.

"Maybe I have. It's too bad you sleep clothed," he joked before continuing, "But no. Remember, it gives off a ton of heat really fast. So its useless if the guards are tracking me by my heat signature. Then again, on a working cargo ship, they'll be putting out so much heat anyways that they could never spot me. It's only good for, say, running down a hall and turning and going invisible. Once the guards pass you, you can back track around that corner and be on your way. It gets too hot in just a few minutes. Not nearly enough time to watch you do whatever it is you like to do to yourself behind those cold steel door of your bunk."

A brief pause as he rubbed his chin, "It'd be easier just to plan a camera and mic in your room, Roxy..."

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Roxy chuckled at his words, managing to only blush a little. "Gee, tell me how you really feel," she said, starting into her cool-down mode. It was a pretty short work out, but she'd really only come for the company. She'd been joking before about him sneaking into her room at night, but sometimes she had to wonder if half of the things he said were true. Just another part of his appeal, she supposed. She had to give him points for that rakish sense of humor and the way his smile could go wolfish whenever he wanted it.

"If you want to see that badly you should just tell me. I'll put on a show for you," she said with a wink, slowing down just a little at a time. Knowing that he couldn't really spy on her was a plus, but it had been an off-center way to ask about the capability of the suit. It was her way of keeping things light-hearted... and still centered on them. A few moments later, she was done on the machine, wiping off the very thin sheen of sweat she'd worked up. "Not bad," she said hopping down and stretching a little again.

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"Wow," Cain said, taken back just slightly, "Looks like I've been missing out on some good entertainment. It's a shame to know you've been performing in private." He watched her finish up her routine, padding herself down just a little. Noticing a stray lock of her hair fell near her cheek, he lifted his hand and set it back behind her ear where it belonged. He picked up his bad and slung the strap over his shoulder as he waited for her to collect her things. He took a look around the cargo hold again, wishing it were the good ol' days when they had loads of technology and treasure that he could play with during their free time.

Turning his attention back to Roxy, he picked up her towel and tossed it over his bag. "Shall we?" he said, gesturing to the elevator.