The Crash
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Extreme =&gt; Extreme Small Groups =&gt; Topic started by: lovelygirl on 13-10-2010, 14:41:02</h2>
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				Title: <strong>The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 14:41:02</strong>
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				The IC thread for our game- Men Please set up your flight and the crash- ladies, you may post your island activities if you wish, or wait until the plane crashes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arander</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 18:44:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://oceanisdeep.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/happy20young20male20doctor.jpg)</div>The taxi pulled up to the small airport just out of the city, the driver turning towards the man sitting in back. <em>"Here ya are mate. Meter tallies ya at $15.70. Need help with the bags?"</em> <br><br>Glancing up from the magazine he'd been reading during the drive, Jared glanced out the window, looking at the small airport before shaking his head to the driver. <strong>"No thanks. It's only two small ones. I can manage."</strong> Pulling a twenty dollar bill from his wallet, he handed it towards the driver before opening the door. Two duffel bags were on the seat next to him, which he quickly grabbed as he exited the vehicle. <br><br>The weather was somewhat overcast, almost as if a storm might blow in later on, though the weather report had scoffed at such a possibility. The only airplane even visible was a small one, just outside a hanger a few hundred yards to his left. The stenciling on the side of the plane told him that it was his destination, the charter company he'd hired the flight through. Hefting one duffel bag up over his shoulder, the other being carried in his free hand, Jared strode quickly towards the plane, ready for his vacation to get underway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 19:41:36</strong>
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				(http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQH4_UAuA6pKBsSYj1ojTU494gG5cvjan7oNwIlsmgLFROoMg4&amp;t=1&amp;usg=__NoCkthywZUELoM_Kwft_PzIed0Q=)<br><br>Michael didn't really want to do this.<br><br>As he stepped out of the van, duffle bag in hand, he turned towards the man who had put him up to this, well, bullshit; his trainer, Louis Maia.<br><br>"Remember; no training, no weight lifting, no nothing kid. You are to relax, have fun, and avoid doing something stupid. You've worked too hard to let over-work ruin your career before it even starts. Just get to your plane, enjoy the flight, enjoy the girls, and come back in a week."<br><br>Michael just shrugged and headed to the tiny plane that was his destination. He saw someone else, also with a duffle bag approaching the plane, and just assumed that it was another passanger. With a nod of his head towards his direction, he took out his ticket, ready to show so he could board the plane and get this stupid vacation over with. He really didn't like the looks of those clouds, but the weathermen SAID there would be no storm...
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>13-10-2010, 23:03:06</strong>
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				(http://www.tvovermind.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/joseph-fiennes.jpg)<br><br>Gene Leaned against the small red charter plane, that had the name Eos painted on the side, named after the Goddess of the West Wind, with his arms wrapped over his chest. He watched, through a pair of dark aviators, as the two passengers approached him. Once they were close enough he stepped forward to greet them. "Morning boys, name's Gene Mark. I'll be your pilot today. Now I don't suppose you want to spend our whole time chit chatting so why don't we grab some sky." As he spoke he went to the back of the plane and opened a hatch for their luggage. <br><br>Once their stuff was inside he closed the door and locked it, then he opened the door to the cockpit and climbed inside. Before sitting down he looked at both of them "Now I suppose you boys are used to the commercial flights, with the peanuts and gin-tonic. Well I'm sorry to say we don't have all that here, but if you get thirsty..." He opened a large cooler that was bolted to the ground between the two passenger seats that was filled with nothing but ice and beer and grabbed one of the cans out for himself "...feel free to help yourselves. Don't worry you'll be able to get a big juicy meal when you get to your hotel." With that he got into the pilot's seat and started up the engine.<br><br>The engines loud roar was a thing most people had to get used to when being inside a smaller plane like this, but for Gene the sound was like music telling him that everything was running smoothly and that this was going to be another perfect flight. He checked his controls, dials and levels, all perfect. Then he took a quick peek at his two passengers, a doctor and some sort of athlete, both nice guys but both also seemed to be more of the commercial airline sort of people, he doubted either of them had been up in a small plane before. There was a different feeling when you are up in a private ship, he thought, seeing what the captain sees and experiencing every pocket of air first hand, this was really flying. Gene had an opinion on commercial airlines, he felt that the big jets did their best to never make the passengers really feel like they were flying, apologizing for every bit of turbulence and whatnot, it was a joke. If you asked him you had to fly in a small plane if you wanted to say that you had flown.<br><br>All of a sudden things changed, the day got less perfect as dark clouds rolled in out of nowhere and a fog as thick as pea soup covered the ground. He was wide eyed as it happened, it was like something out of a story where the gods wanted your vessel to go down. Just then, right ahead of them he saw the first bolt of lightning and he noticed his altimeter was the first thing to go haywire, it was an electrical storm and it was right on top of them. <br><br>He patched into the radio that enabled him to talk to his two passengers. "Alright guys, things are about to get really bumpy. Now I want you to remember what they say about never panicking in a crisis situation because that applies double now. The first person to panic I'm kicking out of the plane." Just then the vehicle began to shake violently and all of the instruments went haywire. He had never even heard of a storm like this coming on so fast. They were going down, that was a fact. All he could do now was try to keep them alive.<br><br>When the engine cut out they began to drop. He pulled on the throttle to keep the nose up so that they would stay parallel to the ground, that's when he could hear the sound of the tops of trees cracking and scratching against the belly of the plane and soon they were low enough that the tops of trees were being snapped off by the nose of the plane. Before they knew it the machine impacted with a body of water and everything went black.<br><br>Gene couldn't have been out for more than twenty seconds but that was long enough for the cabin to be nearly half filled with water. He noticed they couldn't be in the ocean because they were sitting on the bottom of the body of water they were in, it must be some kind of deep pond surrounded by land. He went to undo his seat belt, when he found it was stuck he reached under his seat and pulled out a large knife in a leather sheath that he kept for emergencies. He cut his belt free and then quickly went to check on his two passengers.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 01:04:02</strong>
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				(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/08574_eb457_nerble_kristanna_loken_.jpg)<br>Aden was sitting under one of her well built shelters as the storm raged above her. Having running back to the house they had pulled together as she saw the clouds rolling in. Knowing the storms around here could get scary bad around this time of year. But the sky opened up and let go before she could make it to their raised river side home. She was quite proud of it and what they had accomplished as woman. A regular Swiss family Robinson. <br><br>&nbsp; But the she heard the thunderous crash, the trees breaking looking up she caught the glimpse of what she could swear was a plane. Her eyes wide with shock she stepped from her cover and started to get soaked but didn't care. She took off in a sprint towards the plane, hearing a loud splash as it hit the river. She ran cutting through the trees as if it were second nature. Running a small gathering of rocks she looked over the crash site and for a minute she thought her mind was playing tricks on her. Had she eaten those strange berries again...? No...this was real. The rain pour down her body and exposed skin, the halter and shorts they had managed to make didn't cover much. But they really didn't find the need to anymore. <br><br>&nbsp;She pushed her blond hair behind her ears and watched for movement, any sign of life. When she caught a shadow moving she smiled.&nbsp; The plane wouldn't sink anymore already having hit the bottom of the river, at least in the part they were in. But she honestly didn't know what to do. Aden knew she needed to tell the other needed to figure out how to react to these people. But they may need help too, she groan and jumped from one rock to another climbing a bit till she was slightly above the plane. And pulled some roots free from the rocks face and slide down lowering herself on to the the top of the plan. She quietly climb on top and shifted her feet to the edge so she could lay over it and peek in. Her supple breasts nearly falling out her hair wild and free around she took a peek in from one of the small side windows. Still unsure why she was so nervous about seeing new people, god had she been on the island that long?
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 01:36:59</strong>
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				Emily had found shelter in a small cave when the storm rolled in. She hated storms, that's what got her here in the first place. She cowered back, letting the storm take it's toll. That's when she heard something other than lightening, a crash. No it couldn't be, after three years someone may have come to look for them? <br><br>As the storm began to pass, Emily crawled from the cave and slowly made her way in the direction of the noise. She hid from tree to tree, trying not to be seen. She didn't know who or what was out there. As she neared it, she saw the form of a plane, and Aden on top looking in. <em>Aden what are you doing?</em> Emily had become the cautious one after the boat ran aground. She became shy and hesitant of everything around her. She loved being there, but was wary of anything new. She just hoped that whoever was inside, was either friendly or would just leave them alone.<br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Character_4.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cypridophobia</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 06:01:45</strong>
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				Ami was standing in the turquoise water, letting the waves break against her legs, when the storm rolled in. Seeing the thick, dark clouds, she quickly ran up to the beach and towards the huts, sand kicking up from her bare feet. Her hair was being held in two groups using a thin vine, each group falling over her shoulders, covering her barely covered chest. All that was left of the white v-neck t-shirt she had been wearing was the top half, her torso exposed to the elements. Her tanned legs stemmed from a cut off pair of jeans that hit on her upper thigh. Her skin was held taught against the bones of her rib cage, she had lost some weight in the three years since the wreck. <br><br>Running into the woods, Ami went blindly. Her feet knew where she was going, nothing would distract them. Fat drops of rain began to hit her face, feeling like bullets against her skin. She squinted her eyes and kept running. A loud crash in the distance caught her attention. As she reached the shelters, she saw Aden running off. <em>What the hell...</em> Ami thought, running through their little camp and towards the sound, following far behind Aden. She knew the sound had come from the river, but what on Earth was it. As she approached closer to the scene, she saw Emily hiding, peeking from behind a tree. It had been a long time since she had seen a plane, and her feet slowly came to a stop. She stood in the open, but away from the plane, giving her a chance to run if she had to. She noticed Aden looking in and felt a strong urge to join her at the window, but resisted. Better safe than sorry.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 06:56:16</strong>
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				The pilot seemed like a nice enough guy, but Michael was in no mood for socializing; he just closed his eyes and took a nap...<br><br>...Only to wake up to ridiculously stormy weather all around him. <br><br><em>"Alright guys, things are about to get really bumpy. Now I want you to remember what they say about never panicking in a crisis situation because that applies double now. The first person to panic I'm kicking out of the plane." </em><br><br>The last thing Michael would wonder before the violent shaking would send his heavy duffle bag crashing into his head was why pilots always talk about "not-panicking" when it is in fact the perfect time to panic....<br><br>*********************************************************************************************<br><br>When Michael awoke with a splitting headache and a shape over him.<br><br>"Ow...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 08:05:14</strong>
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				Aden looked into the plane as she looked her eyes grew wide. Holy hell there wasn't just a plane but a plane with men in it. She watched as they started to move, as well as looking over the plane. Her mind already trying to see if it was savagable. Her engineering knowladge already trying to see what she'd need to make it work. <br>But a larger part of her mind noted how good lloking they were. She bit her lip to fight back a groan, having only been with the woman that she had come here with the idea of a man. She shook her head which cuased her hair to flick water into the cabin. Gasping softly she pulled herself up and out of few."shit." she said softly wonderinf if they had seen her. Even if they were men they could be dangerous as well. She had to be carfull. <br>&nbsp;she saw Ami on the shore line and waved and spelled the word men in the air. Hopefully she'd understand. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 09:25:23</strong>
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				As soon as he looked into the back he could see that a hole had been torn in the plane and one of the passengers had fallen out, there was no doubt in his mind that the man was dead. But there wasn't any time to dwell on that, he had to get this other man out of here in case he had been hit on the head. The last thing he needed was two passengers dying on him in one day. He noticed that the other man was coming to and he let out a sigh of relief. "Don't worry buddy we'll get you out of here." He quickly cut him out of his seat-belt then turned away to get the door open.<br><br>As soon as he turned around he locked eyes with Aden, who was looking in through his driver side window, and stopped completely. He looked into her eyes for a moment before he remembered what it was he was doing. He shook his head quickly then spoke "Hello....Umm can you help me get this guy to land? I think he may possibly have a concussion." As he spoke he tried to push the door to the cockpit open, it was stuck, so he began kicking it until it finally came loose and swung open.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 10:05:27</strong>
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				Aden watched as he kicked the door open. She smiled at the thought of how strong he was. But cleared her mind when his words registered. She didn't speak but slide from the top of the plane. Her body landing as she let her knees bend to brace her fall. She stood up the water from the rain still running down her body. Her make shift outfit clung to her like a second skin. She could only imagine what she looked like.<br>Aden came close slowly watching him move, unsure of what he may do. But they needed help that much was sure. Stepping inside she got a closer look at him standing toe to toe with him. He was taller then she was but that didn't matter. Looking over to the other man she nodded, "not just land but out of this storm, it gets worse before it gets better." she said not wanting to give him to much info. She take them to one of the small shelters they had built by the river for when they wanted to be alone. It was close but still away from their main camp. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 10:18:32</strong>
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				Once the woman hopped off the top of his wrecked plane he was able to get a good look at her through the open door. She was soaked and her wet cloths, what little there were, clung to her body. She was toned and curvy not to mention slick with water, all around she was the sexiest image he had seen in a long time, she made his mouth dry just from looking at her and all the questions that he should be asking at this point were pushed aside in his mind by her.<br><br>When she entered his plane and spoke to him his brain jumped back to reality. She was right they did need to find shelter from this storm because it did seem to be getting worse every minute they were out there. "Yeah, you're right." Gene said trying to get hold of the situation. He went back to his remaining passenger and pulled him up throwing one of the guys arms over his shoulder and supporting him with his arm on the guys back and then he slowly but surly began to get him out of the plane. "Come on buddy help me out here, we gotta get out of this storm." He said to the guy, then he looked back to the girl. "You don't happen to know of a place we can go? At least until this storm blows over?" He asked looking Aden in the eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 11:05:38</strong>
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				Aden stepped out of the way when he went to get the man out of the plane. Looking about she spotted the bags but knew she wouldnt be able to carry them and fight the current. Getting them to saftey was more important. She grabbed what bags she could see and stuff them at the highest point of the plane quickly. The river would rise but not that much. <br>&nbsp;Then she stepped out next to him, the water beating down on her body again. It did nothing to hide here curves and exposed tan skin. "I set up a small shelter near here it's not much but it's enough." she said as she pushed against the water to get under the mans other arm. Her eyes had met his, hers as wild as the storm yet reflected a beuty she thought long lost. The other man was coming too slowly a bad hit to the head probably. But they didn't have time to wait. She started to push against the current and walk them to shore. Her eyes trying to see if Aim was still there. Someone had to warn the others tell them what happened. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 15:14:10</strong>
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				Mel had wandered off on her own earlier that morning.&nbsp; As much as she loved the others, sometimes she just liked to have some time to herself to relax and think.&nbsp; She missed her old life, missed her job and her friends, her apartment.&nbsp; She knew now after these years they would think to come looking, they must be presumed dead and that hurt sometimes.&nbsp; She had spent many hours sitting in her favourite spot and just starring at the ocean.&nbsp; She had become quite adept at fishing, using a spear she had made.&nbsp; She felt the responsibility for the others keenly, being older it was her natural instinct to mother them.&nbsp; She didn't get involved much sexually, girls had never really been her thing.&nbsp; She usually slipped away when they began one of their games.<br><br>Mel always a little bit left out, they were all young, and bright, full of life and they had seen this as an adventure.&nbsp; Well, that was how it had seemed to her.&nbsp; But Mel saw the dangers, the reality of their situation.&nbsp; They had no medical supplies.&nbsp; Luckily as yet no one had needed any treatment, but she was fearful it would happen.&nbsp; She was certain something would happen that she, as a nurse, wouldn't be able to handle.&nbsp; She had been day dreaming about this again when the storm clouds covered the sky.&nbsp; She took to the trees for shelter, knowing it could be a violent blow.&nbsp; Then she heard the noise of a plane in trouble and the tell tail rumble of a crash.<br><br>Running from her place she moved as fast as she could through the trees, she was sure the others would have heard the crash, she hoped no one would be hurt, she would hate to have nothing to treat them with.&nbsp; She watched the sky, the storm blowing over head.&nbsp; She was soon soaked, but she kept moving, searching for the crash and wondering if anyone would be alive.<br><br>As she emerged she spotted the half sunken fuselage and then Aden scampering over the craft.&nbsp; She saw a man too and paused, men?&nbsp; Here?&nbsp; She gulped and then moved forward, "Aden, be careful" she called, "anyone injured?" she asked, looking round for any signs of others.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 15:24:26</strong>
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				Still groggy and shaky on his legs, the normally prideful Michael gladly accepted help in walking away from the wreckage, and into the water. With two people supporting him, he was able to concentrate more on clearing the cobwebs from his head. Still a little shaky, he turned to his former pilot turned rescuer, and did pretty much the only thing a man can do in a situation like this.<br><br>Crack a joke.<br><br>"So, do you think this will count towards my frequent flier miles?"<br><br>Shaking his head, he turned towards the other rescuer.<br><br>...."Did we crash into Heaven?"<br><br>A noise, barely discernible as a voice, brought his attention towards the shore they were headed towards the shore to see another woman inquiring as to their collective health.<br><br>"We must have."
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 15:34:17</strong>
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				Aden laughed softly as she pushed through the water, her heart raced but she ignored it. "Afraid not Hun, But when the skies not falling it's not half bad." she teased him as she neared the shore. Hearing Mel yell she looked up, "I'm good...And we got one with what looks like a nasty bump on the head." she looked back at the man she was helping walk. "Hang in their ok, and maybe we can use those flier miles to find a better vacation spot." she joked lightly. <br><br>She looked to the other man , "Careful fallow my lead, there's a drop off here. This sort of current covers it up. " she pushed her legs along what she felt was the same path she always took. Using the land marks to guide her. Getting them to the land she brought them both up the shore, "We need to get them to shelter, the main on is to far away. But we have the one of the hideaways just around that bend. That work Mel?" she asked taking deep breaths as she forced a smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arander</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 16:17:01</strong>
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				The plane ride had been relaxing at first, the ice cold beer in his hand certainly helping things. It helped Jared to put his mind at ease about the smallness of the plane compared to the aircraft that he usually flew on. Noticing the other passenger fall into a light nap, Jared passed the time with some idle chitchat with the pilot, as well as flipping through a medical journal that he had brought with him.<br><br>The dark clouds that he'd seen on the ground were even more apparent as the flight continued, and quickly they were engulfed in almost complete blackness. The interior was lit up by large flashes of lightning, some so close that he could feel his hair start to stand up from the electricity. The pilot's call not to panic made Jared laugh a little hysterically, his arms gripping the armrests tightly enough to make his knuckles turn white. <strong>"Kind of hard to remain perfectly calm when it seems we're about to be engulfed in lightning!"</strong> he yelled up to the pilot, but not sure whether he could be heard over the roar of the storm.<br><br>His stomach practically leaped into his mouth as the plane took a sudden drop before leveling out, then jumped up again as another drop overtook them. Before he realized what was going on, loud scrapes and scratches could be heard on the bottom of the plane, and the tops of trees could be seen outside the window. <strong>"Oh fuck...."</strong> Jared muttered, just before an even louder crash emanated from directly behind him. Turning his head, Jared caught a momentary glimpse of open sea and a large expanse of trees. His view was interrupted by his seat tearing from the plane and falling backwards out of the hole, taking him and the bag he carried on his lap with him.<br><br>Jared had no time to think, no time to wonder who would mourn his death. The massive palm fronds broke the descent of his chair, slowing it just enough so that when he did hit the ground, the chair padding prevented him from any broken bones. Bruises however, well those he had in plenty. Slowly opening his eyes, he was amazed to see that he was still alive, and a few movements of his arms and legs showed that nothing was broken. The belt release of the chair took a few minutes to unjam, but he was finally able to pull himself to his feet, looking around at the island wilderness around him.<br><br><strong>"Well shit. Isn't this just my luck..."</strong> he muttered, gently rubbing the back of his head where a solid bump was forming. He had no idea what had happened to the others on the plane, and could only surmise that they'd died in the crash that the plane was surely heading towards. Which meant that he would be all alone here. Just him and the island. <strong>"Talk about fucking Robinson Crusoe...</strong> he said quietly to himself. He had one bag still with him, which was something at least. He couldn't remember exactly what he'd packed, but hopefully it'd be of some use while stranded here. Noticing a small area of rocky hills to his left, Jared decided to head off in that direction, hoping to maybe find a small cave that could be used as shelter in case another storm blew through.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 17:16:39</strong>
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				Emily had heard a voice in the distance and went running. She knew the other women had control of this situation, if there was someone out there, she would find him. She reached the base of the hills quickly, since that was where she had just come from. That's when she saw him. She was nervous and alone with one of the survivors of the crash. She hid behind a rock and watched him, he was heading to the very cave she was in earlier! <br><br>Emily moved from where she was hiding, and rustled some rocks and a few bushes. She froze in he tracks, hoping he didn't hear her. She quickly hid behind the only tree that was there. Now she waited and watched to see if he truly did know she was there. She hid herself well, considering she had on only a pair of ripped khaki shorts and a dark torn t-shirt. She could pretty much camouflage herself pretty well, but with the noises she made, she figured she might get found out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 18:54:35</strong>
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				Gene couldn't help but steal looks at Aden: her tight body, lovely tan skin and not to mention the water slicked on her body. only the guys joke brought him back to reality "Don't worry pal, once we get back I'll call your travel agent and tell them to book you on trains from now on. Gene nodded and followed Aden on the path she was leading them so that he didn't slip up while helping the guy to shore.<br><br>He looked up when the second woman's voice was heard. She was older but still very sexy, it made him wonder if they guy wasn't right, if a crash site where all the rescue people are beautiful scantily clad women isn't heaven then he was just fine right here. He heard the woman on the shore refer to the girl helping them as Aden, then Aden referred to the other woman as Mel. He decided to remember them.<br><br>Once they were climbing up onto the shore Gene looked over at Aden, "Aden right? I'm Gene...I think we owe you our lives." He said as they walked through the sand towards the shelter that she had spoken of. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 19:12:44</strong>
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				Michael sat down, rubbing the back of his head and wondering when this splitting headache would go away.<br><br>"Smitten Kitten....I mean, Michael Green," Michael shook his head, wondering just where in the world that came from. <em>Smooth-move, dick-head;</em> he thought <em>real subtle.</em><br><br>Michael blamed it on the concussion or whatever was wrong with him, and took one big gaping look at their surroundings. Obviously a forest, full of trees, leaves, and all sorts of that wonderful stuff that belonged only on the discovery channel. And when he finally felt up to facing the women again, he noticed their appearance; specifically, what they were wearing.<br><br>"...So, you ladies doing a survival trip or something?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arander</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 20:14:05</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3773283#msg3773283">Quote from: lovelygirl11 on 14-10-2010, 17:16:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Emily had heard a voice in the distance and went running. She knew the other women had control of this situation, if there was someone out there, she would find him. She reached the base of the hills quickly, since that was where she had just come from. That's when she saw him. She was nervous and alone with one of the survivors of the crash. She hid behind a rock and watched him, he was heading to the very cave she was in earlier! <br><br>Emily moved from where she was hiding, and rustled some rocks and a few bushes. She froze in he tracks, hoping he didn't hear her. She quickly hid behind the only tree that was there. Now she waited and watched to see if he truly did know she was there. She hid herself well, considering she had on only a pair of ripped khaki shorts and a dark torn t-shirt. She could pretty much camouflage herself pretty well, but with the noises she made, she figured she might get found out.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Being in no way an outdoors kind of guy, Jared had no clue what the sounds of twigs and rocks banging together meant. Though he stopped and looked around, he couldn't see anything out of the ordinary. He certainly didn't notice the girl hiding behind the tree, and assumed that the noise was from some birds or small animals in the brush.<br><br>Continuing his trek, his path finally led him to the rocky outcrop he'd seen earlier. As he'd though, a shallow cave could be seen facing out towards the beach a mile or so away. Slowly moving into the cave, he was surprised to see items and furnishings already in here, and all of them of a recent nature. <strong>"Someone's been living here?"</strong> he said in utter disbelief. Walking further into the cave, he started to look more closely at the items, wondering if he could determine to who they belonged too. If someone else was around here, maybe he wouldn't end up dieing alone as he'd feared.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 20:23:54</strong>
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				<em>Dammit, he's in my cave!</em> Emily cautiously moved closer to the cave. She tip toed closer, wondering what the new man on the island was doing in there. He had to know now that someone lived on the island. As she neared the enterance of the cave, she peeked in, watching him look at her furnishings, her private hiding place. This wasn't good. This was her sanctuary and someone was invading it. Emily stood back from the enterance and spoke softly, "Please get out of my cave. This is my cave, I can take you to the others you crashed with if you like." She stayed outside the cave, out of his view, wondering if he would come out and let her lead him back to the others on the plane. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cypridophobia</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 21:04:01</strong>
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				Ami let her jaw drop for a moment. <em>Men? Men on our island? Men in the plane?</em> She tried to grasp the concept that there were now other people here, interrupting their perfect little world. She felt the rain dropping into her mouth and shut it. Listening to Aden talk to the outsiders made her insides drop. She did not approve of this idea, much less letting them into their home.<br><br>Still standing on the shore, Ami listened as Mel came up, inquiring about injuries. <em>Oh that would be great...outsiders with life threatening injuries...fan-fucking-tastic...</em> She let out a grunt under her breath as she ran to catch up with Aden. Jumping around the rocks of the shore of the river, she figured it was probably safer to stay up here than to get into the current. It was beyond her comprehension why Aden would still be walking in the mean flow of the river. She skin rippled over her muscles on her back, a tattoo of a tree, roots near her ass, limbs at her sholders, moved as if a wind was blowing through it. She bit her lip and she eyed the new men. <em>Gene and Michael...</em> she said, trying to make the names stick in her head. She let out a sigh of relief as the climb onto the shore.&nbsp; The white sand of the bank quickly turned to forest floor, large rocks marking the edges of a path they had cut out. She quickly made her way down the path and to the outcropping where the make-shift shelter was.<br><br>It wasn't much. A wooden base off lifted off the ground, away for anything that might bite, sting, or pinch. The roof was tall, leaving quite a bit of space inside, and made of large, dried leaves. It wasn't leak-proof, but it was a hell of a lot better than sitting out in the pouring ran. A burned out fire pit sat under the roof, but not on the platform. She grabbed a crudely made spear from the shelter and sat down on the edge of the floor, not sure if they were going to be nice or not. She held the spear in her lap and let her legs dangle off the edge, swinging them like a little girl.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arander</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 21:52:36</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3773862#msg3773862">Quote from: lovelygirl11 on 14-10-2010, 20:23:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><em>Dammit, he's in my cave!</em> Emily cautiously moved closer to the cave. She tip toed closer, wondering what the new man on the island was doing in there. He had to know now that someone lived on the island. As she neared the enterance of the cave, she peeked in, watching him look at her furnishings, her private hiding place. This wasn't good. This was her sanctuary and someone was invading it. Emily stood back from the enterance and spoke softly, "Please get out of my cave. This is my cave, I can take you to the others you crashed with if you like." She stayed outside the cave, out of his view, wondering if he would come out and let her lead him back to the others on the plane.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>His head jerked around at the sound of a voice wafting through the cave. Quickly looking towards the cave entrance, his eyes saw nothing in front of the doorway. Crouching down, Jared moved a little closer to the entrance, hoping to see a sign of who was out there. It had sounded like a woman's voice, but the cave was certain to do odd things to regular noises.<br><br><strong>"Who's there? Show yourself. What do you mean the others that crashed with me? I fell out of the plane before it did crash. Surely anyone I was with is dead by now..."</strong> Was it possible that his companions had survived? It seemed unlikely, but then again he'd survived with only some bruisings. His clothing had seen better days though, as the branches had ripped and torn long gashes in his pants and shirt. <br><br>Staying crouched low to the ground, Jared tried to remember all he'd been taught in the jujitsu classes he'd taken as a young med student. It'd been years since he'd practiced regularly, but hoped that enough was retained in his mind to protect himself should someone come after him. <strong>"Who are you?"</strong> he repeated once more. <strong>"What's your name?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 22:33:40</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3774127#msg3774127">Quote from: Arander on 14-10-2010, 21:52:36</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">His head jerked around at the sound of a voice wafting through the cave. Quickly looking towards the cave entrance, his eyes saw nothing in front of the doorway. Crouching down, Jared moved a little closer to the entrance, hoping to see a sign of who was out there. It had sounded like a woman's voice, but the cave was certain to do odd things to regular noises.<br><br><strong>"Who's there? Show yourself. What do you mean the others that crashed with me? I fell out of the plane before it did crash. Surely anyone I was with is dead by now..."</strong> Was it possible that his companions had survived? It seemed unlikely, but then again he'd survived with only some bruisings. His clothing had seen better days though, as the branches had ripped and torn long gashes in his pants and shirt. <br><br>Staying crouched low to the ground, Jared tried to remember all he'd been taught in the jujitsu classes he'd taken as a young med student. It'd been years since he'd practiced regularly, but hoped that enough was retained in his mind to protect himself should someone come after him. <strong>"Who are you?"</strong> he repeated once more. <strong>"What's your name?"</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>Emily stayed back, not letting him see her.&nbsp; She grabbed a rock, just in case he would attack her. "I'm not coming around, " she continued in her soft tone. "You come out here, and I will take you to your friends." Emily wasn't budging, but by the tone of her voice he would be able to tell she wasn't any type of threat. She peeked around, just briefly, but couldn't see him. She didn't know he was crouched down. He could have taken her down if he wanted to in that position. "Please, just come out, I promise I won't do anything to harm you. Just come out of my cave." Emily's tone was almost pleading now. She liked her privacy. and he was invading in on it. Hopefully he would trust her and just come out and let her take him away from here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 00:02:18</strong>
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				Once they were in the shelter He helped Michael sit down with his back against the wall. He wasn't a doctor or anything but he knew the basics of head injuries and crashes and when somebody might be injured like Michael you didn't want them to go to sleep until you knew they were ok, because they might not wake up.<br><br>Once he was able to breath again Gene looked to the third girl who had joined them. She was gorgeous, like the other two, but the presence of her spear made her a bit more off putting. "Thank you for letting us stay in your shelter." He said, not wanting to be on her bad side. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arander</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 00:06:15</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3774324#msg3774324">Quote from: lovelygirl11 on 14-10-2010, 22:33:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>Emily stayed back, not letting him see her.&nbsp; She grabbed a rock, just in case he would attack her. "I'm not coming around, " she continued in her soft tone. "You come out here, and I will take you to your friends." Emily wasn't budging, but by the tone of her voice he would be able to tell she wasn't any type of threat. She peeked around, just briefly, but couldn't see him. She didn't know he was crouched down. He could have taken her down if he wanted to in that position. "Please, just come out, I promise I won't do anything to harm you. Just come out of my cave." Emily's tone was almost pleading now. She liked her privacy. and he was invading in on it. Hopefully he would trust her and just come out and let her take him away from here.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Creeping closer to the entrance, he heard the voice speak out once again. Being closer to the person, he could hear that it was definitely a woman, a young sounding one at that. Just a few feet away now, he saw her head and arm poke around, a large rock held in her hand. Knowing he had to do something to prevent himself from getting brained, Jared leaped out of his crouch, slapping the wrist that held the rock to make her drop it.<br><br>Rising up from where he jumped, he saw the girl fully for the first time. He took a few moments to look her over, noticing that it appeared she'd been here for quite some time, considering the state of her clothing. <strong>"So who are you? And like I said before, how is it possible that my companions are alive? The plane must have exploded, what with all the fuel on board."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 01:14:48</strong>
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				Mel was careful to watch as the injured one was helped to their shelter.&nbsp; She placed the spear with the others and then knelt down in front of them.&nbsp; "I'm Mel, I was a nurse before we were marooned here.&nbsp; Let me have a look at you" she said to the injured man, touching his head gently, feeling for any swellings.&nbsp; "Yeah survival trip, we're Girl Fridays, just looking for Robinson Crusoe" she said to him, thinking about something he said earlier.&nbsp; <br><br>"OK, not tell me what hurts.&nbsp; Is your vision blurry? do you feel sick?" she asked him softly, her touch was gentle, reassuring she hoped as she worked down his head to his neck.&nbsp; She knew head injuries were tough in a normal situation.&nbsp; but if he had one he would of been best to have been left in the plane.&nbsp; Hopefully it was only a mild concussion.&nbsp; She didnt mean to ignore the others around her, she was just focused on her patient.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 01:24:55</strong>
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				He laughed at her attempt at levity, only to grunt as a dull throbbing on the back of his skull. "Christ it hurts to laugh," he managed to groan.<br><br>"My vision was blurry, but it's clearing up now. It's just this damn throbbing at the back of my skull."<br><br><em>As she explored his head, Mel would notice a rather sizable knot on the back of his head, like he was hit with something very heavy, possibly metallic.</em><br><br>"Normally I'd have to buy a woman dinner and movie to get her grabbing at me," he joked. "I guess I should try getting knocked in the skull more often." A joke; Michael hadn't had a date since high school; too focused on his dream of combat superstardom. But no need to make that bit of information public.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 01:29:12</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3774662#msg3774662">Quote from: Arander on 15-10-2010, 00:06:15</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Creeping closer to the entrance, he heard the voice speak out once again. Being closer to the person, he could hear that it was definitely a woman, a young sounding one at that. Just a few feet away now, he saw her head and arm poke around, a large rock held in her hand. Knowing he had to do something to prevent himself from getting brained, Jared leaped out of his crouch, slapping the wrist that held the rock to make her drop it.<br><br>Rising up from where he jumped, he saw the girl fully for the first time. He took a few moments to look her over, noticing that it appeared she'd been here for quite some time, considering the state of her clothing. <strong>"So who are you? And like I said before, how is it possible that my companions are alive? The plane must have exploded, what with all the fuel on board."</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Emily yelped as he sprang at her, hitting the rock from her hand, and spinning her around. Emily moved away from him quickly in fright. She looked at him, he was handsome, but he was still considered a danger in her mind. "The plane landed in the river near our main dwelling. I saw movement inside the plane, I'm pretty sure your friends are alive, and back with the others. Please don't hurt me, just let me take you to them. " Emily did not give up her name, not yet, whoever he was, she didn't trust him enough to give him that information yet. "You can either follow me, or rot out here. The choice is yours." Emily looked at him, and then away, shy to look him in the eyes. She hadn't seen a man in three years, let alone someone so handsome. She began to walk away from him, it was now his decision whether or not to follow her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 01:33:54</strong>
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				She ran her fingers over the back of his skull when he mentioned it and felt quite a large swelling.&nbsp; She was careful not to groan, it could simply be just swelling, soft tissue, nothing serious and would go down in a few hours, or it would be something worse.&nbsp; She couldnt do much if it was worse.&nbsp; "Ok, theres a swelling there.&nbsp; I want you to stay clsoe to me over the next few hours. No rushing around" she said to him sternly.&nbsp; She sat next to him, her outfit revealing, but it was all she had.&nbsp; "If you feel dizzy, sick, or not right let me know" she told him, "I hope its just a mild concussion" she said to the others, looking at the other man for the first time.&nbsp; <br><br>"Welcome to paradise boys, looks like you'll be staying with us.&nbsp; After all this is the only hotel on the island." She grinned then, looking a Aden.&nbsp; They had men now, how exciting....she didnt quite rub her hands together and dance with joy.&nbsp; Almost but not quite.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 01:51:39</strong>
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				Aden didn't say much as she helped the men to one of they off set shelters. She saw Ami and her spear and smiled, "Down girl...at least for now." she said as she help them all in. "It's not much but it will do for now, the main camp is about a mile from here and it may be a bit hard to get to it in this rain. Specially right after the crash." she stood outside the shelter the rain water beating down on her. "But we may need a few things, Mel?" she looked to the other woman, "Is he going to need anything off the bat? Water for sure, anything else?" she asked not being the doc on the island. Hell Mel saved her ass one or twice already, freaky heart. But she wasn't going to say a damn word to either of the new guys. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; She took slow deep breaths as she looked over them. Lord the girls look like some lost boys..or in this girls. No wonder he asked about them, They must look horrible to them. "We ran away from home..."leaning in she brushed her fingers through her hair. "welcome to never never land boys. Remember just think happy thoughts, you still be able to fly." she teased them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 01:55:28</strong>
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				Maybe it was the knock to the noggin', maybe it was the whole ridiculousness of the situation getting to him. Whatever the reason, Michael felt like being daring; or as daring as a man who couldn't stand up straight could be.<br><br>"Stay close to you; think I can manage that."<br><br>His head rested against her shoulder, 'conveniently' allowing him to get a look at her chest. Hey, coach said to find a pretty woman and have fun, and so far he found two...<br><br>..."zzzZZZZZzzzzz....." Michael wasn't conscious long enough to take in so much as a glance. Laying there with his eyes closed, he began to dream of battle and glory, of greatness and accomplishments that would, in all likelihood, now never be his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 02:21:41</strong>
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				They called this place paradise and Neverland, they also said that they were stuck there with them. He had to search his brain to get a idea where they were, the closest idea he could get was based on where they were when his instruments went out. He was brought out of his thoughts when he saw Aden get up and go to the door asking Mel if she needed anything to help Michael. "Can I help?" He asked, standing up and slowly approaching Aden "Please, it's the least I can do for the help you have given us." It was true, he wanted to help, he especially wanted to help Aden. Besides, he was a bit worried about the girl with the spear, she seemed like she didn't care for their presence there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 02:41:45</strong>
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				Aden smiled&nbsp; at the man, "Gene right?" she asked wondering if she heard him right. "And you can come if you want, you've been through a lot so only if you think you can keep up." she smiled as she teased him. Her hands reaching the side of the shelter her long legs crouched as she prepared to jump out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cypridophobia</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 04:58:21</strong>
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				Ami put down the spear with a smile, hearing Aden reassure her that they were friendly calmed her down a bit. She jumped down onto the ground and looked at the slightly damp fire pit. It was too wet to even think of attempting to start a fire in there. She sighed and dug her heel in the ground. <br><br>"You're welcome, Gene." Ami said quietly, trying to be nice. "As Aden said, welcome to Neverland." she said a little louder, trying to push out a smile. "And Aden, I'm coming with you, I don't trust this rain..." She said, glancing towards the sky. She put her hands on her hips, trying to not be threatening. <em>And I'm not sure I trust these people yet...</em> she mumbled in her head, closing her eyes lightly and feeling the rain fall on her face. She opened her mouth and caught some rain inside. Nothing better than rain water.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 05:23:47</strong>
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				Aden smiled to Ami and nodded as she to jumped into the harsh rain. "ok... I know better then to argue with you." she teased and looked back to Gene" so...you up for it Hun?" she asked him and smiled. Running her through her hair slicking it back as she waited for his answer. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 09:26:02</strong>
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				He already offered his help so he wasn't about to back out, even if he had been hurt. He followed the girls back out into the rain, letting the cool water wash over him again. He smiled to Aden "You bet, it's gonna take more than one plane crash to keep me down." He spoke with confidence as he got ready to follow them, it was true he wasn't in really bad shape right now but he knew tomorrow morning he was gonna feel like Hell.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 12:03:05</strong>
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				Mel watched the two younger women, "just be careful out there, its enough with one who could have a severe injury, I dont want any more.&nbsp; And whilst you're out there, see if you can find Emily." She told them, once pulling her mother act as they called it.&nbsp; She looked at the young man leaning against her and hoped he was ok, she didnt like him sleeping but there was nothing else for it, if he had a concussion all she could do was let him rest and hope there was no deeper, more damaging injury.<br><br>It also gave her a chance to look him over.&nbsp; And she liked what she saw, young, strong.&nbsp; He had a delicious body and her insides began to churn as she wondered what else she might find hidden beneath the clothes.&nbsp; She shook her head, no, that was not the way to think.&nbsp; She was above that, he was injured, he was probaly 10 years her junior, she wasnt about to start that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arander</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 15:46:52</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3774977#msg3774977">Quote from: lovelygirl11 on 15-10-2010, 01:29:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Emily yelped as he sprang at her, hitting the rock from her hand, and spinning her around. Emily moved away from him quickly in fright. She looked at him, he was handsome, but he was still considered a danger in her mind. "The plane landed in the river near our main dwelling. I saw movement inside the plane, I'm pretty sure your friends are alive, and back with the others. Please don't hurt me, just let me take you to them. " Emily did not give up her name, not yet, whoever he was, she didn't trust him enough to give him that information yet. "You can either follow me, or rot out here. The choice is yours." Emily looked at him, and then away, shy to look him in the eyes. She hadn't seen a man in three years, let alone someone so handsome. She began to walk away from him, it was now his decision whether or not to follow her.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jared's mouth opened slightly in shock at her reaction. He had no idea how long she'd been here, but it was obvious it had been quite some time. Now he, and apparently his companions were here, and she cared not a wit about what that might mean to her. Taking a few quick steps after her, his pace quickly took over her own as he jumped in front of the girl. He reached out a hand to grab her by the arm, but quickly pulled it back just before reaching her skin. He didn't want to scare the crap out of the girl, but he was getting annoyed at the evasiveness of her answers.<br><br><strong>"Why the hell won't you give me a straight answer? Who are you, and what are you doing here? I just feel from a fucking airplane and am lucky to be alive, so some simple answers would be really appreciated, ok? I need to know how to get away from...well wherever this is. How about not acting so skittish and give me a straight answer?"</strong> He stood before the girl, arms crossed over his chest as he blocked the direction she'd been walking. He wanted some answers from this girl, and wasn't about to let her get away without some.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 16:05:13</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3777060#msg3777060">Quote from: Arander on 15-10-2010, 15:46:52</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jared's mouth opened slightly in shock at her reaction. He had no idea how long she'd been here, but it was obvious it had been quite some time. Now he, and apparently his companions were here, and she cared not a wit about what that might mean to her. Taking a few quick steps after her, his pace quickly took over her own as he jumped in front of the girl. He reached out a hand to grab her by the arm, but quickly pulled it back just before reaching her skin. He didn't want to scare the crap out of the girl, but he was getting annoyed at the evasiveness of her answers.<br><br><strong>"Why the hell won't you give me a straight answer? Who are you, and what are you doing here? I just feel from a fucking airplane and am lucky to be alive, so some simple answers would be really appreciated, ok? I need to know how to get away from...well wherever this is. How about not acting so skittish and give me a straight answer?"</strong> He stood before the girl, arms crossed over his chest as he blocked the direction she'd been walking. He wanted some answers from this girl, and wasn't about to let her get away without some.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Emily stepped back and her defenses took over once he blocked her in. "Who are you to demand answers from me? You are lucky to be alive, trust me, I could have stoned you to death if I wanted to. What I am I doing out here? I'm having a fucking vacation. What does it look like? I- we got stranded here during a storm, just like you. My boat ran aground and we waited- a long time for some one to rescue us. No one ever came- until your plane. So boy genius, if you think you can get off this island, be my guest, because for some God forsaken reason, no one knows this place even exists. As for my name, that's not even important to you, why would I even tell you?"<br><br>Emily was soaking wet, her blond hair dripping and her&nbsp; clothes clung to her body. Even in this condition she looked beautiful. "Now either you can let me pass or we can continue to argue in the rain. Which is it?" See there were only really two sides to Emily, the shy timid side, and the side that would attack you like a full on tiger when she was pushed. If he didn't want to see any more of that side, it was best for him to let her go and lead him back to his friends. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 16:08:53</strong>
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				Michael opened his eyes, but he didn't move. He had no idea how long he had been asleep, but he remembered being told that head injuries were something you wanted to stay awake for, at least until a qualified doctor took a look at you and said, "Hey, it's all good." He had heard too many horror stories of great fighters losing years of their lives and their entire career due to one cat-nap. He needed to stay awake, somehow.<br><br>Then he realized that he was, well, leaning on the woman's shoulder-Mel, her name was-and that he had full view of her breasts. <em>Oh yeah, that's why I did this. Wonder if she still thinks I'm asleep...</em><br><br>Despite his claims of charm, Michael was not exactly subtle with his approach to sex, and the last time he had a partner, she once called him "too forceful". Having never really interacted with a woman since the days when he was worrying about zits, there was never a chance to really 'grow out' of that mindset of take-take-take, and this situation was not exactly helping.<br><br>So, partially (he assured his conscious) for the sake of staying awake, and partially for reasons that required no explanation, he let his tongue fall out as if he were asleep, "accidentally" dragging it across the very top of the closest breast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arander</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 16:20:38</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3777091#msg3777091">Quote from: lovelygirl11 on 15-10-2010, 16:05:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Emily stepped back and her defenses took over once he blocked her in. "Who are you to demand answers from me? You are lucky to be alive, trust me, I could have stoned you to death if I wanted to. What I am I doing out here? I'm having a fucking vacation. What does it look like? I- we got stranded here during a storm, just like you. My boat ran aground and we waited- a long time for some one to rescue us. No one ever came- until your plane. So boy genius, if you think you can get off this island, be my guest, because for some God forsaken reason, no one knows this place even exists. As for my name, that's not even important to you, why would I even tell you?"<br><br>Emily was soaking wet, her blond hair dripping and her&nbsp; clothes clung to her body. Even in this condition she looked beautiful. "Now either you can let me pass or we can continue to argue in the rain. Which is it?" See there were only really two sides to Emily, the shy timid side, and the side that would attack you like a full on tiger when she was pushed. If he didn't want to see any more of that side, it was best for him to let her go and lead him back to his friends.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jared rocked back on his heals a bit, his face showing surprise as she mentioned 'we'. "Wait a second. There are more people here? God, for an abandoned island this place is starting to sound like a damn resort." <br><br>Wiping a hand across his forehead, he glanced up as the rain continued to fall on them. It was a little annoying being out in the rain, and a bit of shelter would be nice. Looking back over at the girl, it was hard not to notice how the rain made her clothing cling to her every curve. Even in such a strange situation, he could feel a little stirring in his groin, a bit of heat moving through him as his mind immediately thought of many inappropriate things.<br><br>Shaking his head a bit to try and banish such thoughts from his mind, he decided to try a more gentler approach with her. He'd taken a few classes of psychology, and maybe he could put some of it to work here. "Ok listen, no need to get all angry. I just about died and I guess that got me a bit freaked out. Maybe I please ask your name? I'm Jared, Jared Saunders. I'm a doctor back home." Like talking to a skittish fawn, he tried using a softer tone of voice, calming his fear and anger to try and calm the girl before him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 16:48:09</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3777130#msg3777130">Quote from: Arander on 15-10-2010, 16:20:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jared rocked back on his heals a bit, his face showing surprise as she mentioned 'we'. "Wait a second. There are more people here? God, for an abandoned island this place is starting to sound like a damn resort." <br><br>Wiping a hand across his forehead, he glanced up as the rain continued to fall on them. It was a little annoying being out in the rain, and a bit of shelter would be nice. Looking back over at the girl, it was hard not to notice how the rain made her clothing cling to her every curve. Even in such a strange situation, he could feel a little stirring in his groin, a bit of heat moving through him as his mind immediately thought of many inappropriate things.<br><br>Shaking his head a bit to try and banish such thoughts from his mind, he decided to try a more gentler approach with her. He'd taken a few classes of psychology, and maybe he could put some of it to work here. "Ok listen, no need to get all angry. I just about died and I guess that got me a bit freaked out. Maybe I please ask your name? I'm Jared, Jared Saunders. I'm a doctor back home." Like talking to a skittish fawn, he tried using a softer tone of voice, calming his fear and anger to try and calm the girl before him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Emily stood there for a moment, "Yes there are three others, my boat ran aground here three years ago. No one ever came looking. They probably think we're all dead by now." Her tone eased as he changed his tactics. <em>A doctor, boy we could use him here, and Mel would be so pleased.</em> "You don't think I know what it's like to be you? I was you three years ago, we all thought we were going to drown." Her voice softened more, "We just made do with what we could here, make the best of it." She looked into his eyes, they were both rain soaked to the bone, which made him look even more sexy. Emily closed her eyes, and turned away. "My name is Emily - Emily Waters if you must know Jared." <br><br>She stayed turned from him, knowing that if she did look back, things might begin to happen, thoughts stirred in her mind of this man before her, and her heart raced. Not from fear any longer but from a desire that was long buried since they landed here. "Now will you let me take you back? Or do you want to stay out here and question me some more?" As she turned back, her blue eyes locked with his and she found herself catching her breath. <em>Em, no, he might have a girlfriend a wife, someone that might look for him. Hands off girl.</em> Yet it was hard not to admire the doctor that stood in front of her. "Now we can either go back to the dwelling or back to my cave, either way we need to get out of this rain or we may both get sick. The choice is yours."&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 17:15:54</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3777099#msg3777099">Quote from: Featherfall on 15-10-2010, 16:08:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Michael opened his eyes, but he didn't move. He had no idea how long he had been asleep, but he remembered being told that head injuries were something you wanted to stay awake for, at least until a qualified doctor took a look at you and said, "Hey, it's all good." He had heard too many horror stories of great fighters losing years of their lives and their entire career due to one cat-nap. He needed to stay awake, somehow.<br><br>Then he realized that he was, well, leaning on the woman's shoulder-Mel, her name was-and that he had full view of her breasts. <em>Oh yeah, that's why I did this. Wonder if she still thinks I'm asleep...</em><br><br>Despite his claims of charm, Michael was not exactly subtle with his approach to sex, and the last time he had a partner, she once called him "too forceful". Having never really interacted with a woman since the days when he was worrying about zits, there was never a chance to really 'grow out' of that mindset of take-take-take, and this situation was not exactly helping.<br><br>So, partially (he assured his conscious) for the sake of staying awake, and partially for reasons that required no explanation, he let his tongue fall out as if he were asleep, "accidentally" dragging it across the very top of the closest breast.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>She knew he shouldnt sleep, but what could she do here?&nbsp; If he did have a head injury it would be easier on him if he just slept and never woke up.&nbsp; She sighed, he was so young, she guessed about 23.&nbsp; Ten years her junior.&nbsp; She felt old here, surrounded by these youngsters.&nbsp; She was sure the younger women would enjoy him when and if he got better.<br><br>Then she felt him lick her breast and she gasped, then groaned.&nbsp; Sex had been something she had very reluctantly had had here.&nbsp; The girls were sweet, but Mel had other needs and desires.&nbsp; She gulped and looked at him, "are you awake now then?" she asked him, her nipples pushing the material of her top, showing she enjoyed his sneaky touch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 17:28:27</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3776594#msg3776594">Quote from: BlueEyedBard on 15-10-2010, 09:26:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He already offered his help so he wasn't about to back out, even if he had been hurt. He followed the girls back out into the rain, letting the cool water wash over him again. He smiled to Aden "You bet, it's gonna take more than one plane crash to keep me down." He spoke with confidence as he got ready to follow them, it was true he wasn't in really bad shape right now but he knew tomorrow morning he was gonna feel like Hell.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Aden smiled to to Gene and nodded, "I'll go slow since your new around here." she teased him, well she hoped he took it as teasing. It had been a while since she was around anyone but the other girls. When Mel spoke she looked over to her and nodded, She was always the one that worried about them, always the one that help fix them if anything went wrong. "I'm always careful." she smiled coyly knowing it was a bit of a lie. She had become the one that always pushed the limits, despite her own bodies protests. And the one that dare to go into the dark scary cave, or on the crashed plane. "And I'll swing past Em's cave on the way back she was heading that way before the storm hit." Aden knew she'd be nervous about the storm and even more so if she heard or saw the crash. She didn't need to be alone now either. <br><br>&nbsp;She looked back at the other two and waved them on, "No seance playing in the rain to long. I would want such a cute guy to catch a cold on his first day on our Island. I be consider rude, and I simply wont have that." shaking her head she smiled and turn and started a slow run through the trees fallowing the well worn path they had cut. No short cuts today she didn't want to lose this one. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 17:35:10</strong>
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				"Aw, busted."<br><br>Michael looked up, his head still hurt and would probably prevent him from doing anything too strenuous, but that catnap, for however long it was, apparently did wonders. "So, what's my punishment going to be?" he asked coyly, reaching around her waist. "Ten days confined to bed rest?"<br><br>His fingers reached for her ribs, lightly dancing across them in a teasing manner. He loved hearing a woman giggle; there was just nothing sweeter in all the world. <br><br>His head reached down to give another lick, Michael with all the self-assured confidence of his own blustering and youthful arrogance that he was charming and irresistible, not young and horny.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 17:45:59</strong>
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				Mel chuckled, "as if you would stay in bed for 10 days" she said to him, swatting his hands off her. "Now behave, you need to rest and I dont think this is gonna be very restful" she noticed his clothes were wet and frowned, "are you cold?&nbsp; The last thing we need is for you to come down with a cold." She told him, but her body was aching for his touch.&nbsp; Damn she wanted him, but he was in no condition. <br><br>"You are a bad man" she chided him, but she giggled softly and leant across to the water they had stored.&nbsp; As she leant her shorts rose up and showed her shapely bum and creamy flesh.&nbsp; She poured some water into the tumbler they had made out of a coconut shell.&nbsp; She returned and offered him the water, gulping as she felt her body crave his touch.&nbsp; Damn, she had to back off, she couldnt risk hurting him or letting him hurt himself further.&nbsp; "Hows your head feel?" she asked, changing the subject..
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 17:59:44</strong>
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				Michael gave an exaggerated whimper as his hands were swatted away. "It would too help me rest," he managed to get out under a pout, looking all the world like a kitten who was just told 'no'. As she kept inquiring about his health though, bending over to get some water...<br><br><em>She swatted me away, she's not interested; she swatted me away, she's not interested...THEN WHY IS SHE SHOWING ME THAT PERFECT ASS?!</em><br><br>No, for not trying to jump her right there and then, Michael convinced himself he was a very 'GOOD' man.<br><br>As she offered a coconut shell filled with water, he drank greedily, and almost missed her being nervous around him. Almost.<br><br><em>Wha-so she DID want it. Little Tease. Well, I know how to deal with that.</em><br><br>"Honestly, it hurts a lot, like someone is trying to keep it in..." <br><br>He reached up and grabbed her hands, bringing one towards his trapped manhood. "See? It just wants to get out and play. It wants to help me stay awake."
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 18:17:55</strong>
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				Mel watched as he drank.&nbsp; he had lovely lips, she wondered what they would feel like latched onto one of her hard nipples.&nbsp; She groaned again, closing her eyes as she tried to fight the lust building within her.&nbsp; She took a breath, "Look, really its not good" but he wasnt being put off.&nbsp; He took her hand and laid it on his growing shaft.&nbsp; She felt the heat, the warmth, the hardness.<br><br>She looked at him, she needed him.&nbsp; She moved he hands away and she reached round, undoing the rough knots until she was topless, her breasts firm, and her nipples hard and needing his touch.&nbsp; "If..if you want....me" she whispered, "I need you to touch me" Three years, three years and befoer that it had been...she hadnt had a man for four years all together.&nbsp; Now here was one who wanted her and she was not about to say no.<br><br>"I want you" she moaned, leaning forward and kisisng him hard.&nbsp; She felt her resolve buckle, she needed this.&nbsp; he needed it...<br><br>And it would keep him a..awake...
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 18:23:52</strong>
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				Michael kissed back, passionately. His head protested, but since he wasn't seeing any black spots, he guessed it was okay. Then again, his eyes were closed.<br><br>"Then get over here, Little Tease."<br><br>He pulled her by the hand and gently "threw" her to the ground, straddling on top of her. Placing her hands in one of his, his free hand began to explore her chest; gently probing one breast, flicking the nipple, then tickling it lightly, before repeating the process on the other breast. The message he was trying to send, with hands and eyes staring into hers, was simple. <em>I take the lead.</em> <br><br>Thinking his message sent, he leaned forward and wrapped his lips around one nipple, sucking and biting on it gently.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 18:28:46</strong>
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				"Oh god yes" Mel breathed as he pulled her to him, she was still nervous of how he was feeling, she didn't want him dropping dead mid fuck.&nbsp; She knew he was fine, but she couldn't be sure and this really wasn't a very bright idea, but she couldn't help it.&nbsp; She needed him, and he had practically offered.&nbsp; She moaned as he moved over her, his eyes intense.&nbsp; She loved a man who took what he wanted, a man who took the lead.&nbsp; She felt so wet, her tiny&nbsp; shorts must be showing her need, she was sure there would be a tell tale damp spot between her legs.<br><br>He gripped her hands in his, and she moaned, oh yes, a man who really took charge, yes oh god thank you. When he dipped his head and began on her tits she cried out, her nipples throbbing, aching for him.&nbsp; She loved this, she needed this and he was not shy to give her what she needed.<br><br>She was rather glad they had crashed here, she hoped the others would get laid, they all needed it...
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 18:39:07</strong>
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				"No, not 'God', <strong>me.</strong>" <br><br>When no one was looking he would apologize for that bit of sacrilegiousness, but he was horny, and almost died, damnit! That shouldn't even count. Regardless, he went back to his oral assault on her breasts, never once letting up; licking, suckling, flicking with his tongue. Well, that wasn't quite true; he did let up briefly to say one thing:<br><br>"Keep your hands up there until I say they can drop."<br><br>And resumed his tit-attack. His now free hands reached down to her underarms, surprisingly smooth, and began to dig into them, trying to illicit ticklish laughter as well as sexual moans.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arander</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 18:47:43</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3777199#msg3777199">Quote from: lovelygirl11 on 15-10-2010, 16:48:09</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Emily stood there for a moment, "Yes there are three others, my boat ran aground here three years ago. No one ever came looking. They probably think we're all dead by now." Her tone eased as he changed his tactics. <em>A doctor, boy we could use him here, and Mel would be so pleased.</em> "You don't think I know what it's like to be you? I was you three years ago, we all thought we were going to drown." Her voice softened more, "We just made do with what we could here, make the best of it." She looked into his eyes, they were both rain soaked to the bone, which made him look even more sexy. Emily closed her eyes, and turned away. "My name is Emily - Emily Waters if you must know Jared." <br><br>She stayed turned from him, knowing that if she did look back, things might begin to happen, thoughts stirred in her mind of this man before her, and her heart raced. Not from fear any longer but from a desire that was long buried since they landed here. "Now will you let me take you back? Or do you want to stay out here and question me some more?" As she turned back, her blue eyes locked with his and she found herself catching her breath. <em>Em, no, he might have a girlfriend a wife, someone that might look for him. Hands off girl.</em> Yet it was hard not to admire the doctor that stood in front of her. "Now we can either go back to the dwelling or back to my cave, either way we need to get out of this rain or we may both get sick. The choice is yours." <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He let a little smile spread across his lips as she calmed down and began speaking to him. It was certainly an improvement from before, and she seemed to be a bit calmer now. He was surprised to hear though that there were four women on the island, and that they'd been here for three years. He hadn't though they'd flown that far out to sea, yea if the girls couldn't be found in that time, it surely didn't bode well for the men.<br><br><strong>"Well Emily, it's nice to meet you, although the circumstances are certainly unusual. I'm sorry about my attitude before, but I'm sure you must remember what it was like when you first became stranded. I'm still trying to take this all in to be honest. It just doesn't seem possible that no one knows where this place is. I hadn't thought we were flying for very long."</strong> Glancing upwards as she mentioned getting out of the rain, Jared couldn't help but shiver a little, the wetness seeping the heat from his body. <strong>"Yea, getting out of the rain is a good idea. I didn't exactly bring along any drugs to help cope with pneumonia. I'd like to see where you all live, and perhaps meet the other girls. Plus, I want to check on the other guys as well. Perhaps they require medical assistance that I can help with."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 18:54:14</strong>
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				She had no intention of moving her hands, he was driving her crazy, her breasts aching, throbbing as he mauled and chewed on them.&nbsp; She loved it, she needed him to spank, to fuck, to do what he wanted.&nbsp; "Please oh please, thats so good" she whimpered, but then he started to tickle her and she giggled.&nbsp; She moved her hands and pushed him back.&nbsp; She was giggling,. she forgot his order....
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 18:56:27</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3777574#msg3777574">Quote from: Arander on 15-10-2010, 18:47:43</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He let a little smile spread across his lips as she calmed down and began speaking to him. It was certainly an improvement from before, and she seemed to be a bit calmer now. He was surprised to hear though that there were four women on the island, and that they'd been here for three years. He hadn't though they'd flown that far out to sea, yea if the girls couldn't be found in that time, it surely didn't bode well for the men.<br><br><strong>"Well Emily, it's nice to meet you, although the circumstances are certainly unusual. I'm sorry about my attitude before, but I'm sure you must remember what it was like when you first became stranded. I'm still trying to take this all in to be honest. It just doesn't seem possible that no one knows where this place is. I hadn't thought we were flying for very long."</strong> Glancing upwards as she mentioned getting out of the rain, Jared couldn't help but shiver a little, the wetness seeping the heat from his body. <strong>"Yea, getting out of the rain is a good idea. I didn't exactly bring along any drugs to help cope with pneumonia. I'd like to see where you all live, and perhaps meet the other girls. Plus, I want to check on the other guys as well. Perhaps they require medical assistance that I can help with."</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Emily smiled at him for the first time, and the dark clouds seemed to brighten because of it. "Ok, let me take you to the main dwelling, everyone is probably there by now, you are lucky to be alive, and it was a good thing I heard you, or you might have been wandering for hours not knowing anyone was here. " Emily brushed past him, her arm touching his. It was a nice feeling, to have a man so close by. She swallowed hard and took his hand, something even unexpected for her. "Come Jared, I need to get you out of the rain." Emily led him forward, her mind filled with thoughts of him, his warm hand in hers. If he would have noticed she was blushing at the thought of his hand in hers. But Emily had to keep in mind, that he wasn't hers and that she was sure someone so handsome, a doctor even, must have a love that would come looking for him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 19:00:23</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3777601#msg3777601">Quote from: kaz on 15-10-2010, 18:54:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She had no intention of moving her hands, he was driving her crazy, her breasts aching, throbbing as he mauled and chewed on them.&nbsp; She loved it, she needed him to spank, to fuck, to do what he wanted.&nbsp; "Please oh please, thats so good" she whimpered, but then he started to tickle her and she giggled.&nbsp; She moved her hands and pushed him back.&nbsp; She was giggling,. she forgot his order....<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Now now now," he chided, "I told you not to lower your hands and not only did you, you even push me away! What do you have to say for yourself, young lady?"<br><br>He waited to hear her response, then utterly ignored it.<br><br>"If I had time, I'd tie you up and then tickle until you wet yourself, but since it's raining there, and I don't feel like moving..."<br><br>He began to pull down her bottoms, just enough to bare her ass, then turned her on her knees and raised his hand back.<br><br><em>Smack!!</em> <br><br>"Who's a bad girl?" Michael teased as he raised his hand and spanked her again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arander</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 20:25:39</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3777606#msg3777606">Quote from: lovelygirl11 on 15-10-2010, 18:56:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Emily smiled at him for the first time, and the dark clouds seemed to brighten because of it. "Ok, let me take you to the main dwelling, everyone is probably there by now, you are lucky to be alive, and it was a good thing I heard you, or you might have been wandering for hours not knowing anyone was here. " Emily brushed past him, her arm touching his. It was a nice feeling, to have a man so close by. She swallowed hard and took his hand, something even unexpected for her. "Come Jared, I need to get you out of the rain." Emily led him forward, her mind filled with thoughts of him, his warm hand in hers. If he would have noticed she was blushing at the thought of his hand in hers. But Emily had to keep in mind, that he wasn't hers and that she was sure someone so handsome, a doctor even, must have a love that would come looking for him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>As Emily took his hand to lead him towards their little settlement, Jared was a bit taken aback at her forwardness. They'd only just met, and already she seemed to be acting towards him as a girl might act towards a new boyfriend or crush. It was then that he realized just what his and his companions arrival on this island meant. The girls had been stranded here, for three years apparently, with no men. It was hard enough for him to imagine what being without a woman for that length of time would be like, let alone being able to imagine how the women must feel. Perhaps seeing a man for the first time was making her notice just how much she'd missed them.<br><br>Leaving his hand in hers as they walked, he glanced around the area around them. <strong>"So this is an island you say? How big is it? You mentioned a river I think, so obviously fresh water isn't an issue. What about food? How do you girls manage with that?"</strong> He was really interested to see how they'd handle things here. He'd been a fan of the television show 'Lost' for sometime, though more so for the survival aspects then any of the crazy conspiracy theory parts. <strong>"Obviously you girls have prospered while you've been here. I'm really interested to see what all you've accomplished."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 21:28:48</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3777825#msg3777825">Quote from: Arander on 15-10-2010, 20:25:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">As Emily took his hand to lead him towards their little settlement, Jared was a bit taken aback at her forwardness. They'd only just met, and already she seemed to be acting towards him as a girl might act towards a new boyfriend or crush. It was then that he realized just what his and his companions arrival on this island meant. The girls had been stranded here, for three years apparently, with no men. It was hard enough for him to imagine what being without a woman for that length of time would be like, let alone being able to imagine how the women must feel. Perhaps seeing a man for the first time was making her notice just how much she'd missed them.<br><br>Leaving his hand in hers as they walked, he glanced around the area around them. <strong>"So this is an island you say? How big is it? You mentioned a river I think, so obviously fresh water isn't an issue. What about food? How do you girls manage with that?"</strong> He was really interested to see how they'd handle things here. He'd been a fan of the television show 'Lost' for sometime, though more so for the survival aspects then any of the crazy conspiracy theory parts. <strong>"Obviously you girls have prospered while you've been here. I'm really interested to see what all you've accomplished."</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Emily just shook her head, she knew she would have to face these questions. She should have just pretended to grunt and bark, that way she could have avoided the barrage of questions he had. She sighed and started, "Yes it is an island, it takes just over a full day to get to one side of the island to the other. We have a river, but it's not like the Mississippi or anything, it's&nbsp; a decent size. As for food, well&nbsp; we get by on eating off the land. We figured out what's safe to eat and what's not. There is some wild fowl and some game on the island. After three years, we have figured how and where to catch things. We also get fish from the outer beaches. Does that answer everything?" Emily realized then that she was pulling him along, maybe he wasn't comfortable with that. She quickly dropped his hand and then continued walking. "We should be there soon."
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 21:41:49</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3777616#msg3777616">Quote from: Featherfall on 15-10-2010, 19:00:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Now now now," he chided, "I told you not to lower your hands and not only did you, you even push me away! What do you have to say for yourself, young lady?"<br><br>He waited to hear her response, then utterly ignored it.<br><br>"If I had time, I'd tie you up and then tickle until you wet yourself, but since it's raining there, and I don't feel like moving..."<br><br>He began to pull down her bottoms, just enough to bare her ass, then turned her on her knees and raised his hand back.<br><br><em>Smack!!</em> <br><br>"Who's a bad girl?" Michael teased as he raised his hand and spanked her again.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mel stammered some excuse, but he didnt listen.&nbsp; She gulped he had an edge to him that was arousing her.&nbsp; She loved the way he said tie her up.&nbsp; Fuck he was getting to her.<br><br>She was stunned when he move, pulling her shorts down and then smacking her bum.&nbsp; She gasped as she felt her juices explode in her pussy.&nbsp; She loved being spanked, she loved being dominated.&nbsp; She loved him being in control.<br><br>"I..I'm a bad girl" she whispered, "very bad and I need a hard spanking." she whispered, her cheeks flushing brightly...
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cypridophobia</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 03:27:58</strong>
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				Ami ran behind Aden and Gene, her feet collecting wet leaves as they hit the ground. Her hair wasn't all locked up, there were little stands here and there that never got worked in, and they were sticking to her wet face. She noticed that Aden was taking the well blazed trails, figuring she wanted to keep the small group together.<br><br>Ami loved running in through the forest, even more so when it rained. Hearing the pat of the rain on the vividly green leaves, smelling the wet earth and the bitter sea on the wind. Feeling her breath move in and out, at her control. She felt alive and wild, like an animal that had just escaped the zoo. The sky was still so overcast, the rain might last a while. She didn't mind. Even if it does let up soon, the smells and sounds of the rain will still be there. <br><br>The ground was soft here from the mix of sand and mud, making it the perfect terrain to get around on. Ami's mind began to wander as she ran. She had only seen these two men, but there were more bags that for just two people on that plane. Her head began to conjure pictures of a dead body strung in a tree, impaled. She squinted her eyes and smiled. Her dark sense of humor always got her into trouble.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 04:29:18</strong>
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				Aden ran slowly through on the trails not wanting to lose or over strain the new found islanders. She didn't even watch to see where her feet landed as if running through here were second nature. She capt in step with the man beside her laughing every once and a while as she looked over and smiled at him. The rain pouring down her body, her cloths all but looked like her own skin. Her hair slicked back she looked like a wild nymph that had yet to be tamed. As they finally neared their main camp she slowed to a walk and took several deep breaths. "Home sweet home." <br>(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/Treehouse2.jpg)<br>(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/house1.jpg)<br>(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/vacation2009103.jpg)<br>(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/disney3_087_084_swiss_family_robinson_treehouse4.jpg)<br>(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/disney3_086_084_swiss_family_robinson_treehouse3.jpg)<br>(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/bambootreehouse071508jpg.png)<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cypridophobia</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 08:16:22</strong>
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				((WE LIVE IN THE SWISS FAMILY ROBINSON HOUSE?!?! THIS IS AWESOME!!!))<br><br>Ami slowed to a walk as she approached the house. It always blew her away. Aden was an amazing architect, that was for sure. She smiled and blew out hard through her nose. She pushed her hands up her face, moving the water into her hair. She walked forward and up the steps, into the entrance part of the tree house. She looked down at herself, her tanned cleavage was glistening with sweat and rain, giving her a gleam that was oh so natural. <br><br>She moved over to the water contraption and pulled down on a vine that had bamboo stalks attached to it. Each one was full of water, clean and pure. She pulled it off the system and took one big drink. The cool liquid wet her parched throat. She smiled and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Looking up from the water area, the view was one of the shore, the now dark waves beating up on the white sand. "Paradise..." Ami said, shaking her head and smiling at the scene. She leaned up against the tree that the house was built on and took another drink of water. Her breath was catching up with her, her chest slowing to a normal pace.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 08:35:33</strong>
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				(yes yes we do with a few special add ons))<br>Aden walked up the stairs, her cloths nothing more then a second skin now. "catch your breath Hun." she looked to Gene. Her hreat raced but she just let herself take deep breaths. "I say dry off but if we're going back out in that. I'd rather just stay wet." laughing as she shook her hair splashing water about her. Her hair now looked as wild as she did. "what do you think, not bad for a tree house." she said holding up her hands. "only took three years..." she laughe as she grabbed some water&nbsp; herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 10:33:56</strong>
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				He slowed down in form with Aden, he was actually a bit proud of himself for keeping up as well as he did, his place was, after all, in the air rather than on the ground. Once they pointed out their home he took the whole thing in, admiring the architecture and the creativity. "This is incredible." He said softly. He continued to be amazed as they led the way inside and he was able to take in the smaller details of the structure, even their water supply was fascinating.<br><br>"So you designed and built all this?" He asked looking to Aden remembering that Ami had mentioned that earlier.<br><br>He had no real opinion about getting dry. It was true they were going right back into it. Not to mention the fact that the idea of both Aden and Ami remaining in their soaked to the skin cloths filled him with some amount of pleasure on an otherwise terrible day.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 10:46:41</strong>
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				Aden nodded as she headed to the kitchen her hands running along the wood and canvas as she passed. "Once I excpeted the fact that we were stuck here I started on something that might actualy feel like a home. I was going to start my own company one day." she lloked about her as if it made her remember something long lost. "But then we ended up here. But it's not so bad. I promise it doesn't rain year round.We should gather supplies, and get back"Tempest handed a bag to ami and grabbed another, turning around she walk to him. "not so bad if you, crash into paradise is it fly boy?" she asked with a sly smile. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 17:08:37</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3778026#msg3778026">Quote from: kaz on 15-10-2010, 21:41:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mel stammered some excuse, but he didnt listen.&nbsp; She gulped he had an edge to him that was arousing her.&nbsp; She loved the way he said tie her up.&nbsp; Fuck he was getting to her.<br><br>She was stunned when he move, pulling her shorts down and then smacking her bum.&nbsp; She gasped as she felt her juices explode in her pussy.&nbsp; She loved being spanked, she loved being dominated.&nbsp; She loved him being in control.<br><br>"I..I'm a bad girl" she whispered, "very bad and I need a hard spanking." she whispered, her cheeks flushing brightly...<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><em>Swat!!</em>"If..."<em>Swat!!!</em> "You...." <em>SWAT!!!!</em> "EVER!" <em><strong>SWAT!!!</strong></em> "Move when I tell you not to again, I won't stick it in you, do you understand?"<br><br><strong><em><span class="bbc_u">SWAT!!!</span></em></strong><br><br>Michael was thoroughly enjoying himself; usually when he goes this far, a woman gets all squeamish, but this one liked it when he took charge. Wonder how the other two he saw felt about that. Ah well, back to the task at hand.<br><br>"If you move, I don't stick it in," he repeated, sliding her off his knee and purposefully landing her on her now thoroughly sore rump, "But if you laugh, in addition to tying you up next time, I blindfold you."<br><br>He slid a single foot on to his knee, removed anything that was covering it slowly, teasingly, letting her think about it. And then he attacked her arch with all the subtlety of, well a horny young man.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 17:55:35</strong>
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				Gene listened to her story behind their home and it sort of helped him piece together what was going on here and it started to occur to him that they might be there for a very, very long time. But all things considered he didn't think it was so bad, being stuck there with them.<br><br>When Aden approached him with her sly, sexy little smile he returned it "I can think of worse places to have crashed." He replied as he took the bag that she was carrying whether she was planning on letting him carry it or not "Allow me." He said with a wink.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arander</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 18:20:55</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3777982#msg3777982">Quote from: lovelygirl11 on 15-10-2010, 21:28:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Emily just shook her head, she knew she would have to face these questions. She should have just pretended to grunt and bark, that way she could have avoided the barrage of questions he had. She sighed and started, "Yes it is an island, it takes just over a full day to get to one side of the island to the other. We have a river, but it's not like the Mississippi or anything, it's&nbsp; a decent size. As for food, well&nbsp; we get by on eating off the land. We figured out what's safe to eat and what's not. There is some wild fowl and some game on the island. After three years, we have figured how and where to catch things. We also get fish from the outer beaches. Does that answer everything?" Emily realized then that she was pulling him along, maybe he wasn't comfortable with that. She quickly dropped his hand and then continued walking. "We should be there soon."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>A light chuckle escaped his mouth as Emily answered his onslaught of questions that he'd bombarded her with. <strong>"I'm sure I'll have many more questions later, but I'll make sure to dole them out a little slower than I did these. It just amazes me that anyone could survive in a situation like this. I mean, you don't really hear about this kind of stuff outside television shows or movies."</strong><br><br>Letting his hand drop to his side as she let go of him, he quickened his pace slightly to keep up with her. <strong>"So do you not live with the others? You mentioned the cave back there being your own. Wanted a little piece and quiet away from the other girls?"</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 18:38:47</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3780887#msg3780887">Quote from: Arander on 16-10-2010, 18:20:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">A light chuckle escaped his mouth as Emily answered his onslaught of questions that he'd bombarded her with. <strong>"I'm sure I'll have many more questions later, but I'll make sure to dole them out a little slower than I did these. It just amazes me that anyone could survive in a situation like this. I mean, you don't really hear about this kind of stuff outside television shows or movies."</strong><br><br>Letting his hand drop to his side as she let go of him, he quickened his pace slightly to keep up with her. <strong>"So do you not live with the others? You mentioned the cave back there being your own. Wanted a little piece and quiet away from the other girls?"</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"You learn to survive and adapt if you want to live. You make do with what you have. When you have no other choice, your instincts just kick in." Emily saw that he was trying to keep pace with her and moved a little faster, one glance at his face and she probably would not be able to control her thoughts. <br><br>"We have a main dwelling, but yes, the cave is my sanctuary, my own private place when I want to be alone. The girls know where it is if they need me, but for the most part, they know that's my little hide away. So ok what are you ? A psychologist or something? You seem to want to get into my head a lot. I'm fine, perfectly sane for the situation we are in. Don't worry I'm not going to go all crazy on you. I'm sure your girlfriend will send out a search party for you once she knows your missing." Yeah sure it was a loaded statement, but hey if he wanted to know all about her, she was for damn sure going to find out something about him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 20:30:55</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3780820#msg3780820">Quote from: BlueEyedBard on 16-10-2010, 17:55:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Gene listened to her story behind their home and it sort of helped him piece together what was going on here and it started to occur to him that they might be there for a very, very long time. But all things considered he didn't think it was so bad, being stuck there with them.<br><br>When Aden approached him with her sly, sexy little smile he returned it "I can think of worse places to have crashed." He replied as he took the bag that she was carrying whether she was planning on letting him carry it or not "Allow me." He said with a wink.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;When he took the bag she smiled, "Don't over do it, don't want to where you out just yet." she teased but started to turn and gather supplies. Gathering blankets, food, first aid supplies, change of cloths one for each girl,&nbsp; fresh water canteens. And split them between the bags. "Seriously though, after this your it easy. I mean it, " she started to say as she placed things in the bags. "You just crashed, no need to be super man. Even if you can already fly." she smiled softly and then looked to Ami, "We should make a wide circle back to the shelter, check on Emily." She had to stop flirting with him...hell looking at him. He was making her feel things she should, he just crashed on this damn island for peat sake. Down girl, Tempest told herself. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arander</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 22:00:23</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3780947#msg3780947">Quote from: lovelygirl11 on 16-10-2010, 18:38:47</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You learn to survive and adapt if you want to live. You make do with what you have. When you have no other choice, your instincts just kick in." Emily saw that he was trying to keep pace with her and moved a little faster, one glance at his face and she probably would not be able to control her thoughts. <br><br>"We have a main dwelling, but yes, the cave is my sanctuary, my own private place when I want to be alone. The girls know where it is if they need me, but for the most part, they know that's my little hide away. So ok what are you ? A psychologist or something? You seem to want to get into my head a lot. I'm fine, perfectly sane for the situation we are in. Don't worry I'm not going to go all crazy on you. I'm sure your girlfriend will send out a search party for you once she knows your missing." Yeah sure it was a loaded statement, but hey if he wanted to know all about her, she was for damn sure going to find out something about him.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Laughing again, Jared simply shook his head when she asked if he was a psychologist. <strong>"No, just a regular ER doctor. I've taken a few classes in psychology, but I'm by no means a regular shrink. I'm just trying to understand the situation is all."</strong> He kept his pace steady as hers seemed to quicken. If she wanted to race off ahead of him, he certainly wasn't going to stop her. The bruises he'd sustained in the fall were starting to become more apparent anyways, and were keeping him from walking as quickly as he'd normally be able too.<br><br><strong>"Well maybe something can be done now that we've crashed here. I'm sure the plane has to have a radio and plenty of electronic parts on it. If we can't radio for help, well maybe there's a way to use all that metal to help make a new boat. Of course, maybe we'll just need more room for everyone to live. I'd imagine your place is really only big enough for you ladies. Cramming three guys in there with you might make things a bit cramped."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 22:19:50</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3780701#msg3780701">Quote from: Featherfall on 16-10-2010, 17:08:37</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><em>Swat!!</em>"If..."<em>Swat!!!</em> "You...." <em>SWAT!!!!</em> "EVER!" <em><strong>SWAT!!!</strong></em> "Move when I tell you not to again, I won't stick it in you, do you understand?"<br><br><strong><em><span class="bbc_u">SWAT!!!</span></em></strong><br><br>Michael was thoroughly enjoying himself; usually when he goes this far, a woman gets all squeamish, but this one liked it when he took charge. Wonder how the other two he saw felt about that. Ah well, back to the task at hand.<br><br>"If you move, I don't stick it in," he repeated, sliding her off his knee and purposefully landing her on her now thoroughly sore rump, "But if you laugh, in addition to tying you up next time, I blindfold you."<br><br>He slid a single foot on to his knee, removed anything that was covering it slowly, teasingly, letting her think about it. And then he attacked her arch with all the subtlety of, well a horny young man.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>The slaps sent a ripple, a wave of pleasure through her and she moaned softly.&nbsp; Each time he hit her she felt the pleasure build, her desire, her need hit her and she whimpered.&nbsp; She felt her body crave the attention and she knew she would enjoy it when he finally did 'stick it in her'.<br><br>She gasped as he pushed her off and then frowned as he removed her make shift shoe.&nbsp; When he started to tickle her she began to giggle, she couldnt help it the bottom of her feet had always been really ticklish.&nbsp; She looked at him, eyes wide.&nbsp; "I hate my feet being tickled" she told him, writhing, thrashing around as he tortured her by tickling her.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 22:48:43</strong>
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				"Isn't that a shame," he teased. "But you moved, so I guess I don't stick it in. However, I'll give you a chance to make it up to me."<br><br>He spread her legs open lowered his head towards her pussy, his eyes staring right at her. "All you have to do is..."<br><br>Purposefully leaving his sentence incomplete, he began to lap up her pussy, the juices that had already made it smooth for his tongue. Lightly feathering the inside of her thighs his fingers, he absorbed himself in his actions, completely ignoring her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 23:49:43</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3781600#msg3781600">Quote from: Arander on 16-10-2010, 22:00:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Laughing again, Jared simply shook his head when she asked if he was a psychologist. <strong>"No, just a regular ER doctor. I've taken a few classes in psychology, but I'm by no means a regular shrink. I'm just trying to understand the situation is all."</strong> He kept his pace steady as hers seemed to quicken. If she wanted to race off ahead of him, he certainly wasn't going to stop her. The bruises he'd sustained in the fall were starting to become more apparent anyways, and were keeping him from walking as quickly as he'd normally be able too.<br><br><strong>"Well maybe something can be done now that we've crashed here. I'm sure the plane has to have a radio and plenty of electronic parts on it. If we can't radio for help, well maybe there's a way to use all that metal to help make a new boat. Of course, maybe we'll just need more room for everyone to live. I'd imagine your place is really only big enough for you ladies. Cramming three guys in there with you might make things a bit cramped."</strong><br><br>She noticed he avoided the statement about a girlfriend, so either he didn't have one, or he didn't want her to know about it. Either way, Emily didn't care, it would figure that here was a brilliant doctor, and naturally he wanted to get off the island. "Well if you and your friends want to get off the island, good luck. We tried for a while, using parts from the boat and never got far. You're welcome to try, but I can tell you, I for one won't be going back." Now he probably thought she was crazy, but this was home now for her, and she didn't want to be anywhere else. <br><br>Emily did notice that Jared was slowing down, "Are you ok? Do you need to rest?" She figured that the shock and injuries of the crash might be setting in. "We can stop if you need to. There's a canopy of trees over there that can keep us quite dry." Emily turned and looked into his eyes, she melted, she just couldn't help it. She turned away once more and blushed, not wanting him to see her attraction to him. He probably didn't feel the same attraction anyway. As a doctor he must have had lots of girls wanting to date him. She just shrugged and moved towards the trees so he could sit and rest.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 04:11:01</strong>
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				He smiled at her teasing, <em>what did she mean by that?</em> he wondered to himself as the bag he was carrying got filled with supplies. He was sure he was looking more into her words than was actually there, honestly what were the chances that he would crash land into the arms of a beautiful woman who was interested in him. He shook the thought out of his mind and continued packing the supplies into his bag.<br><br>He smiled again when she continued to be concerned for him "I'm sure I still have the adrenaline pumping, in a couple of hours I'll probably not be moving at all." He said "Besides, you saw my plain, I think my wings have been clipped." Even though she soon looked away from him he didn't take his eyes off of her. He wanted to be around her, get to know her, maybe even more if he was lucky.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 04:54:39</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3781804#msg3781804">Quote from: Featherfall on 16-10-2010, 22:48:43</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Isn't that a shame," he teased. "But you moved, so I guess I don't stick it in. However, I'll give you a chance to make it up to me."<br><br>He spread her legs open lowered his head towards her pussy, his eyes staring right at her. "All you have to do is..."<br><br>Purposefully leaving his sentence incomplete, he began to lap up her pussy, the juices that had already made it smooth for his tongue. Lightly feathering the inside of her thighs his fingers, he absorbed himself in his actions, completely ignoring her.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mel sighed when he sid he wasnt gonna 'stick it in' those words beginning to annoy her.&nbsp; But he was young, she had to remember that.&nbsp; She watched as he moved, going down, moving between her thighs.&nbsp; And then he attacked her with his mouth and she didnt care if nothing ever got stuck in again.<br><br>She loved a man who wasnt afraid to go down on a woman.&nbsp; She loved a man who buried his nose in deep and licked her like there was no tomorrow.&nbsp; That was exactly what this man was doing.&nbsp; He was just feasting on her and she was loving it.&nbsp; "Oh god god yes yes" she moaned loudly, not caring who heard.&nbsp; He was just so damn good.&nbsp; Mel wondered how the others were fairing...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 05:36:47</strong>
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				she heard him speak about his wings being clipped and turned. Her eyes going from head to toe on him as she took a deep breath. "I'll already thinking on ways to fix that. But till then, there is more then one way to fly." she smiled and finished filling his bag and covered the top. "When things settle down, and we work out those sore spots I'd be happy to show you." her smile was soft yet coy. Her mind filled with all sorts of naughty thoughts. And of her versoin of flying on this island. Another stunk Mel always got on to her about. Swining from vine to vine, she had turned into a real jungle woman. Biting her lip she turned , he could want some thing that. Or even be thinking that after crashing here. Aden knew if she wasn't careful he'd end up hating this place hating her. Rubbing the back of her neck"I think were set, if you want a few more minutes to rest we can hold off on running back. But we shouldn't wait to long." she didn't turn if she did not he'd notice the blush that rose to her cheeks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 06:23:04</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3782938#msg3782938">Quote from: kaz on 17-10-2010, 04:54:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mel sighed when he sid he wasnt gonna 'stick it in' those words beginning to annoy her.&nbsp; But he was young, she had to remember that.&nbsp; She watched as he moved, going down, moving between her thighs.&nbsp; And then he attacked her with his mouth and she didnt care if nothing ever got stuck in again.<br><br>She loved a man who wasnt afraid to go down on a woman.&nbsp; She loved a man who buried his nose in deep and licked her like there was no tomorrow.&nbsp; That was exactly what this man was doing.&nbsp; He was just feasting on her and she was loving it.&nbsp; "Oh god god yes yes" she moaned loudly, not caring who heard.&nbsp; He was just so damn good.&nbsp; Mel wondered how the others were fairing...<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Michael knew what he said, but to be honest, as Mel herself was thinking, he was young, and keeping his word did not mean nearly as much as satisfying his desires.&nbsp; Yanking his pants down, he roughly thrust himself into her, dispensing with the teasing talk, with any little tickles or attempts at foreplay. Instead, he grabbed her wrists to hold her down while his lips, already dripping with her juices, now returned to her nipples, resuming his suckling and licking of her breasts while he continued to go in and out. <br><br>If he was able to look back on this, Michael would probably have to invest in a gag. This woman was loud, and the last thing he needed was her friends thinking that he was trying to rape her or something.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 09:35:12</strong>
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				When she turned around he locked eyes with her again and he was able to notice her examining him head to toe. His mind was totally filled with her and what could be, but he had to push that away. He couldn't let her know that he was thinking dirty thoughts, not if he wanted to keep spending time with her while he was here. "That all sounds great." He said referring to both her idea of working the sore spots out and her way of flying here on the island.<br><br>When she asked him if he wanted to stay and rest for a bit he stepped in close to her. "Why don't we get our work done first, then we'll be able to really relax for the rest of the evening." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 10:13:16</strong>
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				Aden smiled as he came closer to her body, she could feel the heat coming from his body. God how could he be so hot...she bit her lip. His words bring all sorts of naughty thoughts and images back to her mind. She had ro fight the urge to touch him, find out for herself if her was really that warm or if she was imagining it. "right...umm...we should get going then." she said that but didn't move. A ache she knew all to well beat at her. The girls were nice and so much fun as it was. But had been so long since she had been with a man her body almost hurt it wanted it so bad. "We will need to take the long way. Check by Em and make sure she is ok." Aden said forcing her body to take a step back. She needed to get back into the rain and cool off. Her body was getting the better of her. Stepping away she turned and headed for the steps"Let's get this done then shall we?" she said and hopped over the edge skipping the steps that lead to the ground entirely. She waited at the bottom of the stairs for them both.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 17:59:03</strong>
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				Gene kept his eyes on her, watched her go, he had to quickly make sure that he wasn't drooling. She was so fine and his mind and body ached for her. Maybe it was the extreme situation they were in, or that he had been alone for a good six months, it was hard to keep a relationship going when your head was constantly in the clouds both literally and figuratively, but he wanted her more than he had ever wanted a woman before.<br><br>He wasn't going to be left behind, not now, so when she made her way out the door and back into the rain he followed in suit. He went down the steps and soon was right by Aden again. The rain came down on his head once more and he decided he should be grateful for the cold shower right now "Right, well let's get this business done with then."
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 18:33:28</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3783281#msg3783281">Quote from: Featherfall on 17-10-2010, 06:23:04</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Michael knew what he said, but to be honest, as Mel herself was thinking, he was young, and keeping his word did not mean nearly as much as satisfying his desires.&nbsp; Yanking his pants down, he roughly thrust himself into her, dispensing with the teasing talk, with any little tickles or attempts at foreplay. Instead, he grabbed her wrists to hold her down while his lips, already dripping with her juices, now returned to her nipples, resuming his suckling and licking of her breasts while he continued to go in and out. <br><br>If he was able to look back on this, Michael would probably have to invest in a gag. This woman was loud, and the last thing he needed was her friends thinking that he was trying to rape her or something.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mel was beginning to heat up very nicely as he lapped at her pussy, but then he was gone and she moaned in complaint.&nbsp; She looked at him, seeing him drop his pants.&nbsp; Then he plunged into her, making her cry out in delight.&nbsp; She loved it, he was thick she was tight.&nbsp; Three...four years of nothing, and now he was fucking her hard and she was loving it.&nbsp; She whimpered, writhing, loving the way he grabbed her hands and held her down, ploughing into her as if he couldn't quite believe his luck.<br><br>His mouth once more attacked her nipples and she wrapped her legs around his waist, her hips bucking to meet him.&nbsp; She moaned loudly as he fucked her hard, no finesse, no frills, this was just a hard fuck.&nbsp; Exactly what she wanted right now.&nbsp; "Oh god yes, fuck me, fuck me hard" she screamed, her body bucking under him as she headed towards orgasm...she needed this, there would be time for niceties later.&nbsp; Right now she needed what he was giving her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 18:49:27</strong>
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				Michael complied with her request, pounding away harder and harder, actually bruising his pelvis in the process, to say nothing of what he was probably doing to hers. He had no intention of being gentle, and he made that known when be bit down on her breast. He felt his own orgasm oncoming, and he was determined that she wouldn't last as long as he did. So he did the only thing he could think of doing to prolong it. Dirty talk.<br><br>"Who's the King, Tease?" he growled out as he took another nibble. "Who's the King of the Fuck?"<br><br>Lame as it was, with a bumped head and trying to please a woman, it was probably the best he could come up with. Hopefully she was too into it to do much but agree.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>17-10-2010, 20:32:24</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3784853#msg3784853">Quote from: BlueEyedBard on 17-10-2010, 17:59:03</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Gene kept his eyes on her, watched her go, he had to quickly make sure that he wasn't drooling. She was so fine and his mind and body ached for her. Maybe it was the extreme situation they were in, or that he had been alone for a good six months, it was hard to keep a relationship going when your head was constantly in the clouds both literally and figuratively, but he wanted her more than he had ever wanted a woman before.<br><br>He wasn't going to be left behind, not now, so when she made her way out the door and back into the rain he followed in suit. He went down the steps and soon was right by Aden again. The rain came down on his head once more and he decided he should be grateful for the cold shower right now "Right, well let's get this business done with then."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Aden looked up to the skies letting the rain hit her face and run down her body again. Thankful for the cool rain as it brought her body back to the present, and away from the man at the top of the stairs. She jumped down the massive stairs having to put distance between them, or she may have given into her own body. Had she become that lost to her own nature in the 3 years they had been here? <br><br>&nbsp;She was brought back to the from her own thoughts as he came up behind her. Damn he was fast, and close...she sighed lightly as his bodies warmth again caressed her own body. God what she wouldn't give to let him warm her entire body with his. Let his hand run along her cool skin. her nipples were so hard they hurt at this point. She had to move, had to use the energy that was surging through her body or she'd most certainly lose to it. "Right..." she nodded, "AMI!...get your ass in gear!" she yelled up needing the added distraction. ANd by god she hoped having another person present would help her fight the urge to find out what he tasted like.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arander</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 01:19:22</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: lovelygirl11</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She noticed he avoided the statement about a girlfriend, so either he didn't have one, or he didn't want her to know about it. Either way, Emily didn't care, it would figure that here was a brilliant doctor, and naturally he wanted to get off the island. "Well if you and your friends want to get off the island, good luck. We tried for a while, using parts from the boat and never got far. You're welcome to try, but I can tell you, I for one won't be going back." Now he probably thought she was crazy, but this was home now for her, and she didn't want to be anywhere else. <br><br>Emily did notice that Jared was slowing down, "Are you ok? Do you need to rest?" She figured that the shock and injuries of the crash might be setting in. "We can stop if you need to. There's a canopy of trees over there that can keep us quite dry." Emily turned and looked into his eyes, she melted, she just couldn't help it. She turned away once more and blushed, not wanting him to see her attraction to him. He probably didn't feel the same attraction anyway. As a doctor he must have had lots of girls wanting to date him. She just shrugged and moved towards the trees so he could sit and rest.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Slowing to a stop, Jared bent down, resting his hands atop his knees. "I'm sorry, I guess I was beaten up a bit more than I'd thought. A few minutes to rest would probably be good." Glancing up at her again, he saw her quickly turn away from him. Though he didn't see the blush on her cheeks, he wasn't ignorant of the fact that she tried to avoid looking at him as much as possible. Even when she did, it seemed the moment she caught him returning her gaze, she glance away quickly. Was she shy around men, now that none had been around her all these years?<br><br>Giving a mental shake, he slowly moved towards the strand of trees that Emily had pointed out. "At least we'll be out of the rain again. You might be used to being drenched like this, but it's pretty unusual for me." He said with a soft chuckle. Reaching one of the trees, he let out a groan as his aching muscles bent, letting him rest his back against the trunk and slide to the ground. Resting for a few moments against the tree, his head came up as he though he heard a scream echo through the trees, followed shortly by what sounded like someone's name being called out. "Did you hear that?" Jared asked, glancing over at Emily with a slightly alarmed look on his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 01:50:20</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3786588#msg3786588">Quote from: Arander on 18-10-2010, 01:19:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>Giving a mental shake, he slowly moved towards the strand of trees that Emily had pointed out. "At least we'll be out of the rain again. You might be used to being drenched like this, but it's pretty unusual for me." He said with a soft chuckle. Reaching one of the trees, he let out a groan as his aching muscles bent, letting him rest his back against the trunk and slide to the ground. Resting for a few moments against the tree, his head came up as he though he heard a scream echo through the trees, followed shortly by what sounded like someones name being called out. "Did you hear that?" Jared asked, glancing over at Emily with a slightly alarmed look on his face.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Emily was worried about Jared, he was looking worn now. "Let me check you out. One of my friends is a nurse, and I've learned some basics from her. I know you're a doctor and all, bu you certainly can't check yourself out."&nbsp; Emily began checking his head, to see if there weeds any cuts or gashes. He looked ok there. His hair was so soft and Emily liked running her fingers through it. She then leaned him forward a little and lifted the back of his shirt. He had bruises all right, at least four that were visible now. "You might want to take it easy, your back is pretty bruised, probably from falling out of the sky."<br><br>That's when they both heard Aden's voice, "That's just Aden calling Ami, probably came to get water or something. Don't worry, they don't bite, I promise." Emily giggled and her eyes sparkled. She locked eyes with Jared again, but didn't look away this time. He was handsome, and he was there, mere inches from her, she wanted to touch him again, but resisted. "Jared, just sit here and rest, I will sit with you as long as need be. I promise I won't leave you alone and that's a promise." Emily smiled once more and sat next to him with about a foot separating them, she dared not get too close, she might do things she would regret later.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 03:50:11</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3785023#msg3785023">Quote from: Featherfall on 17-10-2010, 18:49:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Michael complied with her request, pounding away harder and harder, actually bruising his pelvis in the process, to say nothing of what he was probably doing to hers. He had no intention of being gentle, and he made that known when be bit down on her breast. He felt his own orgasm oncoming, and he was determined that she wouldn't last as long as he did. So he did the only thing he could think of doing to prolong it. Dirty talk.<br><br>"Who's the King, Tease?" he growled out as he took another nibble. "Who's the King of the Fuck?"<br><br>Lame as it was, with a bumped head and trying to please a woman, it was probably the best he could come up with. Hopefully she was too into it to do much but agree.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mel was writhing and groaning, so close.&nbsp; She wanted to cum now.&nbsp; She wanted to cum, needed too. He fucked harder, drving into her, bodies slamming together as they coupled in a very animalistic way.&nbsp; This was pure sex, nothing else.&nbsp; Ruting beasts.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh oh fuck you are, the king, fuck hard." She writhed, so close, "wanna cum, oh god yes" her orgasm hit as he bit her breast, making her scream as she creamed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 04:15:54</strong>
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				In what might come up later, Michael wasn't able to pull out in time; his orgasm hit just moments after hers, and he exploded inside her. Panting, he realized that part of her breast was still clenched between his teeth, and let go. He stood up and took a look at her, naked except for one shoe. For perhaps no reason save a random desire for symmetry, he pulled himself out and then, very sorely, reached over and yanked it off. The offense removed, He pulled her up to his chest and gingerly laid against a rock.<br><br>"So," he quipped to her, "Dinner at your place? You cook, I bring the bondage gear? Vines and....leaves I guess."<br><br>His head, he decided, felt much, much better. Who knew that sex was better than tylenol?
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arander</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 05:57:32</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3786689#msg3786689">Quote from: lovelygirl11 on 18-10-2010, 01:50:20</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Emily was worried about Jared, he was looking worn now. "Let me check you out. One of my friends is a nurse, and I've learned some basics from her. I know you're a doctor and all, bu you certainly can't check yourself out."&nbsp; Emily began checking his head, to see if there weeds any cuts or gashes. He looked ok there. His hair was so soft and Emily liked running her fingers through it. She then leaned him forward a little and lifted the back of his shirt. He had bruises all right, at least four that were visible now. "You might want to take it easy, your back is pretty bruised, probably from falling out of the sky."<br><br>That's when they both heard Aden's voice, "That's just Aden calling Ami, probably came to get water or something. Don't worry, they don't bite, I promise." Emily giggled and her eyes sparkled. She locked eyes with Jared again, but didn't look away this time. He was handsome, and he was there, mere inches from her, she wanted to touch him again, but resisted. "Jared, just sit here and rest, I will sit with you as long as need be. I promise I won't leave you alone and that's a promise." Emily smiled once more and sat next to him with about a foot separating them, she dared not get too close, she might do things she would regret later.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Nodding at her request, Jared leaned forward slowly, bringing himself closer towards her hands. "A nurse with you? That had to have been convenient. You'll have to introduce me. Perhaps we could set up a little practice right here on the island." His chuckle quickly turned into a soft groan of pain as her hands moved down over the bruises on his back. "Take it easy? Yea, I can imagine a day or two of bed rest would certainly be helpful."<br><br>Watching as Emily sat next to him, Jared slowly leaned back against the tree, trying to place himself so he didn't lean against the large bruises. "Well she certainly does have a loud voice, especially considering we can hear her all the way over here. I guess this island really is smaller than you'd think. At least you have your little cave to get away from people when you need to be alone." Letting his eyes close, he took a few deep breaths, taking in the scent of the island around him. A few raindrops fell from the tree onto his face, but they felt good as they slid along his forehead and down his cheeks. "This certainly wasn't the vacation resort I had originally had in mind, but I have to admit that things certainly could be much, much worse."
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 06:20:05</strong>
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				Emily giggled when Jared said Aden was loud, "Well we kind of got used to shouting to each other for a while. Well, mostly shouting at me because I run off alone a lot." The girls had gotten quite used to giving Emily her space, she still felt it was all her fault that they ended up here. The guilt still followed her after all these years. Emily sat back and sighed, she knew Jared and Mel would get along, talking medical stuff, probably was just her type. That was ok though, Jared would probably feel more comfortable with someone he could relate to. <br><br>Still Emily could not help but study his features, he was simply perfect. She would surpress those feelings, he obviously had affections for another back home. It was admirable actually, him remaining faithful despite the fact he was stranded, with her. He did think she was pretty, but she must have looked like a terror to him. "Is there anything I can do for you?" Emily was trying to be polite, she wanted to make him comfortable, but not look like she was desperate. Maybe she would just shut up and let him rest for now. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 11:45:18</strong>
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				[OOC: Not a pilot IRL, so excuse the obvious imperfections with the below post ^_^]<br><br>(http://i825.photobucket.com/albums/zz178/Writersblockade/chiwetelejiofor.jpg)<br><br><br>The Cessna 150/150 float plane had about thirty minutes of fuel before he would have to turn back for the mainland. The mayday he received over the bulletin listed them around coordinates due east of his position, and he smoothly turned the plane to get him in line with the last crash report “Mainland, this is Goner, November, Six, Golf, Seven, Eight, One. I’m en route to the site. Will radio solid coordinates when I find them” he got acknowledged by mainland traffic control and was on his way from there.<br><br>Until his systems started going haywire.<br><br>“Awww you can’t be serious! I just had you looked at!” He was going to kill that mechanic if he ever got out of this. His navigational instruments were going bugfuck, and he couldn’t even get a true reading of what North was. He just kept going, feeling his way toward the crash site and looking for wreckage in the water. He was just about to give up hope when saw an island out of what he would call nowhere “And where the hell did you come from?” he asked as he flew over. The question took a backseat to the fact that he saw the wreckage on the fly-by. A perfect little contrast between the plane’s color and surrounding vegetation made things a little easier...that and it wasn’t under water. Always a good thing.<br><br>He banked the plane, keeping the island in sight as he looked for a spot to land “Mainland, this is Goner, November, Six, Golf, Seven, Eight, One. I have located crashed plane, at unknown coordinates. I have experienced navigational equipment failure, but I believe the crash is 10 minutes east of the bulletined crash site. It’s on an island, I repeat, it’s on an island.” The information would have been invaluable, had the radio not gone the way of the dodo along with his nav-gear. When he didn’t get a reply from the Mainland, he knew things were bad. When he heard a loud thump in his engine, and smoke pull from it, he knew they just got worse.<br><br>He now spoke for the benefit of the recorder his plane had. The least he could do was make sure they knew why he crashed. As his hands furiously worked to level the plane, he also cut the gas to the engine to limit the smoke. All the while he was talking, about the plane, the crash, any obvious vegetation he could see on the island. Anything and everything that may help in the future. He was running on pure protocol as he worked to level the plan by sight and feel. <br><br>The good news was that he was in line with the island on the bank he pulled before his engine when shoddy. The bad news was that he didn’t have enough “runway” and was pretty sure he was going to ground “Come on children, let’s go down, let’s go down, come on down” he sung as the plane touched the water once, then twice, then a hard third time. He adjusted the flaps to create as much drag as the plane could handle without cartwheeling,&nbsp; but he was still coming in too hot. Once the boat hit the beach, all bets were off, and one pontoon stayed in the sand while the rest of the plane dragged to a semi-turned stop before what would have been an uncomfortable crash into a tight group of trees.<br><br>To his delight, he was still alive, but to his amazement, he was barely injured. “I could just be a black Irishman” he muttered as he took a look at his surroundings. He was essentially fucked, and was sure the Mainland didn’t receive his transmission. He had a few MREs on board for a situation like this…but nothing to last the time he was looking at potentially. After he dragged himself out of the plane, he removed his personal pack from the storage area, and then a few choice items from the plane. If he was right, the crash should be about four or five miles inland. With or without a plane, there still might be people who needed his help “Let’s go make a difference” he said, before he chuckled and walked on.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arander</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 16:21:11</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3787869#msg3787869">Quote from: lovelygirl11 on 18-10-2010, 06:20:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Emily giggled when Jared said Aden was loud, "Well we kind of got used to shouting to each other for a while. Well, mostly shouting at me because I run off alone a lot." The girls had gotten quite used to giving Emily her space, she still felt it was all her fault that they ended up here. The guilt still followed her after all these years. Emily sat back and sighed, she knew Jared and Mel would get along, talking medical stuff, probably was just her type. That was ok though, Jared would probably feel more comfortable with someone he could relate to. <br><br>Still Emily could not help but study his features, he was simply perfect. She would surpress those feelings, he obviously had affections for another back home. It was admirable actually, him remaining faithful despite the fact he was stranded, with her. He did think she was pretty, but she must have looked like a terror to him. "Is there anything I can do for you?" Emily was trying to be polite, she wanted to make him comfortable, but not look like she was desperate. Maybe she would just shut up and let him rest for now.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He smiled a little, his eyes remaining closed as he simply rested. "Run off a lot? Yea, I can see how yelling would be the only way to get in touch with someone. Not like you could have each paged or anything we'd be used too." It was still amazing to think of the women surviving here all these years. Not only surviving, but apparently flourishing as well. He honestly had no idea how well men would have fared in the same situation. Probably end up killing each other in bids for dominance.<br><br>As Emily asked about anything she could do for him, Jared's eyes opened as he glanced over at her. With her sitting so close, it was easy to take in every inch of her body. The thin clothes that were soaked with water left very little to his imagination. The years on the island had also done wonders to her body, leaving it very lean and fit. "I'll be honest Emily, I can think of a few things off the top of my head that I'd enjoy." Reaching a hand out, he laid it atop her knee, letting it slide up her thigh slightly before stopping. "The only problem, is I'm not sure how much my body will allow me to do. Though my mind is certainly coming up with a number of images and ideas."
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 17:27:50</strong>
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				Gene turned to look up into the tree-house as Aden yelled for Ami to get down here. He didn't know what was taking the other girl so long but there wasn't any sign of her, but all in all that didn't bother him all that much, any extra time he spent with Aden was good. He was burning for her now, especially after the loaded conversations they had just been having, the subtext between them has been hot.<br><br>He looked up into the tree-house for another moment and when he didn't see Ami he turned his gaze back to Aden. This time his gaze fell, not on her eyes, but on her lovely full lips. He didn't know if he was gonna be able to control it any more, he had to find out if she really was thinking the same things as him so he made the decision. All at once, while she wasn't paying attention to him, he leaned into her and landed his mouth right on her kissing her on the lips. He didn't ask permission, he didn't know if this was on to be doing now and he thought he just heard the sounds of another crash not too far away from them. But right now none of these things registered to him as they were locked together right now.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 18:22:04</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3789075#msg3789075">Quote from: Arander on 18-10-2010, 16:21:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He smiled a little, his eyes remaining closed as he simply rested. "Run off a lot? Yea, I can see how yelling would be the only way to get in touch with someone. Not like you could have each paged or anything we'd be used too." It was still amazing to think of the women surviving here all these years. Not only surviving, but apparently flourishing as well. He honestly had no idea how well men would have fared in the same situation. Probably end up killing each other in bids for dominance.<br><br>As Emily asked about anything she could do for him, Jared's eyes opened as he glanced over at her. With her sitting so close, it was easy to take in every inch of her body. The thin clothes that were soaked with water left very little to his imagination. The years on the island had also done wonders to her body, leaving it very lean and fit. "I'll be honest Emily, I can think of a few things off the top of my head that I'd enjoy." Reaching a hand out, he laid it atop her knee, letting it slide up her thigh slightly before stopping. "The only problem, is I'm not sure how much my body will allow me to do. Though my mind is certainly coming up with a number of images and ideas."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>Emily shivered as his hand touched her knee, god it had been too long since a man had touched her. It felt so wonderful, just that slight touch, sent tingles all through her body. as his hand rose up her thigh she tried so hard to restrain herself, <em>Keep going, please keep going.I need this,</em> she thought to herself. Her voice dropped to a whisper, "Yes Jared you're probably right, you shouldn't put too much strain on your body, you've been through a lot today." Her eyes stayed locked with his and she dreamed of him kissing her, she just wanted those lips to touch hers, was that too much to ask? Emily and Jared were far enough away that they didn't hear the second crash, Emily had no idea that someone else was there, she just focused on Jared.<br><br>Emily shifted her body so she was turned, facing Jared full on now. She waited to see if he was up to following through on what he talked about, but she wouldn't push. He was injured, and it wasn't fair to want him to fulfill her desire right now. She wanted more than anything for him to take her, but she would not pounce like a cat in heat, he needed time to heal, rest. She would let him take the lead if he wanted to be with her. She noticed the rain was beginning to subside where they were, slowing to a gentle rainfall now. "Jared, do you want to go on or still stay here and rest?" Emily would be gentle with him, patient, she knew that in time, if they were meant to be, it would happen in due time, when he was ready. She rested her head against the tree and smiled at him once more, wondering what was going on in his head.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 20:01:00</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3787288#msg3787288">Quote from: Featherfall on 18-10-2010, 04:15:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">In what might come up later, Michael wasn't able to pull out in time; his orgasm hit just moments after hers, and he exploded inside her. Panting, he realized that part of her breast was still clenched between his teeth, and let go. He stood up and took a look at her, naked except for one shoe. For perhaps no reason save a random desire for symmetry, he pulled himself out and then, very sorely, reached over and yanked it off. The offense removed, He pulled her up to his chest and gingerly laid against a rock.<br><br>"So," he quipped to her, "Dinner at your place? You cook, I bring the bondage gear? Vines and....leaves I guess."<br><br>His head, he decided, felt much, much better. Who knew that sex was better than tylenol?<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>She smiled, her body singing pleasantly, she sighed in that deliciosu after glow that came with a good orgasm.&nbsp; She looked at him, "that was just what I needed" she said, planting a kiss on his cheek.&nbsp; She was happily snuggled against him when the sound of a plane echoed over head.&nbsp; She sat up, looking around, not another one, what was going on today?<br><br>"Stay here ok?&nbsp; You still could have concussion but I doubt it" she smiled, "I need to go and see what that was" she told him, pulling on her clothes and the her make shift shoes.&nbsp; She looked at him, "rest please, I need you to relax and take it easy, I'll be back when I have found out if anyone is hurt" she told him, then she headed out of the shelter, the rain still falling heavy from the angry sky.<br><br>~~~~<br>Searching for the latest wreck<br><br>Mel was surprisingly swift as she moved through the undergrowth, the girls knew the island really well, after the 3 years they had explored the island and she had done a lot of it.&nbsp; She sometimes felt very alone being the oldest, the younger ones had bonded and she had stepped back, she wasnt planning on building relationships she just wanted a fun time, after all if they were here on the island and there were guys too, everyone would be having some fun.<br><br>She saw smoke ahead of her, a thick column in the rain and she changed direction, pushing through tress and leaping logs.&nbsp; She stopped, listening, she heard the breaking of twigs and the sound of someone moving through the under growth, she also saw a large green viper hanging dangerously from a branch as a man approached.&nbsp; She paused, crouching down, letting him see her.<br><br>"Stop right there" she said to him, "theres a viper just in front of you, if you move under him he'll drop on you" she warned him, her eyes on the angry seeming snake as he coiled ready for the strike, his prey moving towars his ambush.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 20:35:57</strong>
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				Michael sighed as he saw her pull on her clothes and leave. Damnit, he really didn't want to be alone right now. He pulled on his clothes and started passing back and forth, still too high off of the orgasm to fall asleep. He would go out and explore the island, but quite frankly he didn't know his way around, or what the native creatures were; he'd be liable to get himself killed.<br><br>So he did the only thing he could do; shadow box. Punching at the wall, hooking, bobbing, weaving and dodging, he started to get into his routine, and didn't really pay attention to his surroundings.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 23:00:02</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3789305#msg3789305">Quote from: BlueEyedBard on 18-10-2010, 17:27:50</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Gene turned to look up into the tree-house as Aden yelled for Ami to get down here. He didn't know what was taking the other girl so long but there wasn't any sign of her, but all in all that didn't bother him all that much, any extra time he spent with Aden was good. He was burning for her now, especially after the loaded conversations they had just been having, the subtext between them has been hot.<br><br>He looked up into the tree-house for another moment and when he didn't see Ami he turned his gaze back to Aden. This time his gaze fell, not on her eyes, but on her lovely full lips. He didn't know if he was gonna be able to control it any more, he had to find out if she really was thinking the same things as him so he made the decision. All at once, while she wasn't paying attention to him, he leaned into her and landed his mouth right on her kissing her on the lips. He didn't ask permission, he didn't know if this was on to be doing now and he thought he just heard the sounds of another crash not too far away from them. But right now none of these things registered to him as they were locked together right now. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Aden was watching for Ami, trying to keep her eyes off of the man she was so hot for. Her body was still yelling at her despite the rain. But her mind was convinced he could want such a wild woman. At least it was till she looked down just in time for his lips to meet hers. At first her body went stiff unsure what to do. but then it simply responded on it's own. Her lips parted and her tongue found his, her hands went up his chest and around his neck. And she moaned softly as she pressed her body against his. The rain making them both slick, her body slid a bit allowed on of his legs to slip between hers. She could feel his hardening shaft against her, and she knew he could feel the heat from between her legs. <br><br>She suddenly heard another plane and reluctantly pulled back. Gasping softly, non of the girls kissed like that. "I...I'm sorry." she said softly not sure what came over her. Course he did kiss her, "I umm...wow...wasn't expecting that." Aden laughed softly still holding on to him and pressed close. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 00:03:32</strong>
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				Goner moved through the bush as quietly as possible, in case he could hear signs of help through the water already coming down. He was a bit out of practice, since his kingdom was the sky. Jungles were for Jarheads of a different kind of crazy then he was, god love them. He didn’t have a machete, just a knife strapped to his leg in case he had to cut clothes or straps. He supposed that it could be used for other purposes, but that wasn’t in his job description. He absently wiped the water from his face before he saw a woman appear out what could have been considered nowhere.<br><br><em>’Jungle…not the best in the bush, and now I got some survivor telling me to watch my ste…aw shit…’</em> he thought as he looked up. He would have missed it completely if the lady hadn’t mentioned it to him. It was green enough to match the surrounding area, but if you looked just right, you could see the difference. “Okay…large snakes overhead. Fine. Should I walk around it?” Since she was the one who pointed it out, he’d let her dictate actions from here. He could get into explanations later.<br><br>He made sure to take a good long look around him, to be sure there wasn’t anything else that needed his immediate attention. He could talk about the rate it took someone to die in standing water, depending on the part of the world they were in, he could even give most “homemade” remedies for jellyfish stings. He could dive with the best of them, though he preferred the clouds, so at this very moment, he felt completely powerless. Glad that he found this woman when he did, but powerless nonetheless. <br><br>He didn’t like that feeling at all.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 01:11:34</strong>
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				Her lips and mouth were soft and warm. He was consumed by her and his arms wrapped around her slick body as their tongues danced together. His mind was on auto-pilot, he didn't feel the rain or hear the crash, at least these things didn't register, not right now, right now there was only her, her heat, her body. He could have stayed like that forever.<br><br>When she broke the kiss he came back to reality as well. His mind was suddenly buzzing with everything that had just happened. "No, no I'm sorry..." He spoke cutting her off "I don't normally do things like that...you're just so..." He wanted to say beautiful but he couldn't keep going he was too embarrassed at what an ass of himself he made, but despite that he didn't let her go, he wouldn't let her go, at least not so soon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 01:26:42</strong>
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				Aden took a deep breath, "I'm so what..." she asked actualy nervous about what he'd say. She wanted to kiss him again, wanted to feel more of him. here he was having just crashed on this stupid island and she wanted to molest to poor boy. She should ashamed of her self...she should...but go she wasn't. <br><br>&nbsp;She lifted her body again, and kissed him moaning softly pressing close again. Her sex pressed against his leg caused her to wiggle against him. She shouldn't...she...oh god he felt good. "I'm sorry, I..shouldn't..I mean you wouldn't." she laughed softly, "I don't know what I mean."
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cypridophobia</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 05:49:35</strong>
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				((so sorry, got caught up with school.))<br><br>Ami moved the strap of the bag to go across her body. She looked out to the ocean and saw smoke. She heard the sound of engine cutting out over the rain. Her head cocked and she looked to Aden, who was down at the ground level, with Gene. She listened closer, then kind of jumped at the sound of trees snapping. With that, Ami was off. She ran down the stairs, somewhat flying by Aden.&nbsp; She turned around, jogging in place backwards. "DID YOU FUCKING HEAR THAT?!" she shouted before turning back around, grabbing her spear, and running into the jungle. <br><br>Branches whipped around her as she flew through the jungle. She needed to satisfy her curiosity. Before long, Ami was standing next to Mel, holding her spear tightly in her hands. <em>More men...?</em> she thought, a hint of excitement and fear in her mind. Sweat and rain was beading up on her body, making her tanned skin glisten, even in the clouds and shadows of the forest. Her eyes locked on the snake first, sending a chill of dread through her. Then her eyes moved to the man standing on the other side. Dark and mysterious, just how she liked them. It had been a long time, but that old feeling of infatuation filled her up and she grinned sexily, pushing the stray hairs from her face. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 06:04:27</strong>
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				Mel smiled as Ami joined her and then looked back at the man and the snake.&nbsp; Just take some careful, slow steps back.&nbsp; She said, dont make any fast or sudden moves, nice and steady is the name of the game." She told him with a smile, she had no intention of rushing into anything.&nbsp; He was cute, more her age than the one with the head injury.&nbsp; But she knew she had to hold her self aloft, she had always taken the higher stance, been the mother figure, so she would continue to do so.&nbsp; She had made a mistake, she shouldnt have let her base instincts get the better of her. But she had and she was now feeling guilty about it.<br><br>She pulled her thoughts together, focusing on the man, "thats it, just a few steps, then you see that plant to you right, a dark green on with the bright pink flower.&nbsp; Go round that, there is a path there, it will bring you round away from the snake" she told him, watching him closely.&nbsp; "Then you can head down to us, slowly, and we'll take you to shelter." She said as thunder crashed around them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 17:32:30</strong>
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				He wanted to tell her how beautiful he thought she was and how he couldn't get her out of his mind but he didn't want her to go away. He was sure that if he told her these things she wouldn't want anything more to do with him, after all how long had they known each other? A few hours? He couldn't tell her everything he was thinking, not yet.<br><br>But those thoughts went out of his mind when she went in and kissed him again, in fact every doubt left his mind when he felt the heat of her womanhood against his leg and his manhood throbbed against hers. When she started to apologize he leaned in one more time and kissed her, this time in was his tongue that slipped past her lips and invaded her mouth. "Yes I would." he replied to her.<br><br>Then out of nowhere he noticed Ami rush past the two of them intertwined together. She yelled to them about the noise that he thought he heard a moment ago and then all at once she was gone. I guess that sound really did happen, he thought to himself. Then he looked back to Aden and smiled, he didn't know what to say, he didn't want to ruin this moment between them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 22:44:24</strong>
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				Aden smiled softly, "I wasn't expecting that...sorry I guess I really am some sort of wild woman." looking down she fidgeted wondering what he thought of that. Here she was close to dragging him back to her tree house and having her way with him. She was some new age cave woman or tarzan woman. Hell she did swing from the vines already. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;She didn't move her body pressed close to his. She could feel him getting hard and it made her groan. But when Ami ran by yelling at them she blushed realizing how they must have looked. "I have so invaded your bubble...I'm sorry." laughing softly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 23:59:36</strong>
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				Nothing she was saying or doing was turning him off, it made him so hot to have this wild woman in his arms. When she got embarrassed and blushed away from him he just smiled reassuringly. "You are welcome in my bubble anytime." He said a she pressed his forehead to hers. After a moment there he pulled away reluctantly but still held her in his arms. "So, should we deliver these supplies? Then we could find some quiet little place to spend more time together."
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 00:05:02</strong>
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				when Gene mentioned the supplies she blinked. Having pulled her body close to his, curling her body to fit against his. "Right...I about forgot." she laughed softly. She pulled&nbsp; away despite her body protesting. <br><br>She pointed in the direction of Emily's cave, "first we run past Em's spot and then make a circle to Mel and your boy." stepping away slowly she turned and started a slow run in the direction she pointed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 00:20:54</strong>
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				He shrugged. If they wanted to let the snake live, that was fine by him. He backed himself away from the hanging snake until he got to the bright pin flower, and saw a path he hadn’t noticed before. He grumbled a bit more about the jungle and moved on to the path. He was taking it easy while keeping a half wary eye on the snake and the spear woman who had appeared with his benefactor. When he finally reached them, he gave a cordial smile to them both “Hello ladies. My name’s Richard, but most people call me Goner. I’m here to rescue you” The last part was obvious sarcasm, considering their current situation. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cypridophobia</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 02:05:25</strong>
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				Ami let out a small giggle. "Hello Goner? I'm Ami." She said, lowering her spear down to her side and smiling. She wasn't mean or violent, just a little off put by all of this commotion. She hadn't seen a man in three years, let alone three in one day. She put the flat end of the spear on the ground and kind of leaned on it. She looked over to Mel and smiled. That woman always knew what to do. She let out a breath and blinked hard, letting the water get in her eyes and wash them out. "And thank you, we damsels in distress really appreciate your broken plane." She said with a smile, sending the sarcasm back.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 02:18:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mel smiled at him, and then Ami, ruffling her hair in that way to annoy.&nbsp; "Welcome to paradise Goner, come on I'll show you were us poor rescuees live" she said, trying not to think of the delicious way he moved and talked.&nbsp; She lead them back, the path well warn and travelled, but the ground was riddled with natural fissures in the base rock, you had to be careful or you could fall right through.&nbsp; The storm was letting up and the blue sky peeking through the dark clouds.<br><br>"We've made a home here, we've been here 3 years now.&nbsp; Waiting to be rescued, but there never seems to be anyone around to rescue us" she told him, "then today, four turn up" she laughed, "well, now we are stuck here together, hopefully one of your SOSs got through" she was happily chatting to him and not looking where she was going.&nbsp; With the rain, it had been heavy and soil and debris had been washed away.&nbsp; As she stepped down the ground crumbled under her and Mel fell through the earth.&nbsp; <br><br>The hole was about 7 feet deep and limited .&nbsp; She cried out as she fell through the ground, feeling her body get cut on rocks and sharp roots.&nbsp; &nbsp;She stopped falling and felt her ankle explode in pain, caught in between two sharp, jagged rocks.&nbsp; Her head rebounded off the side, dazing her.&nbsp; She groaned softly, unable to do much.&nbsp; She noticed as she looked around the hole was bigger than she thought, another person would easily get in here.&nbsp; She tried to move, but the pain from her ankle made her cry out.&nbsp; She was stuck, trapped and hadn't a clue how she was going to get out of this one.<br><br>"Ami, you there?" she shouted, looking up at the jagged opening, "Goner? Ami, get the others, I'm stuck" she told her, feeling her head ache and her body scream as she realised she wasn't going anywhere without the rest helping her.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 02:33:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He didn't like it when she pulled away from him but he had a feeling that there was more to come later, after their work was done. Besides, the wait was bound to make the rewards even better. He listened to her instructions as he made sure that his bag was securely on his shoulder so that things wouldn't jostle about too much. As soon as she took off running he was right behind her, following on her heels, he definitely did not want to get lost in this place.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 04:24:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Aden took the open and well carved trail past the bits of cover they had picked out a while ago. She'd either be taking shelter under them, more then likely she'd be at her cave. but it never hurt to check. She smiled as Gene ran in perfect pass with her. Even with just crashing he was still about to keep up. He was tougher then he looked. She smiled as they ran together, laughing&nbsp; lightly as she nudged him.<br><br>&nbsp;They ran for a bit and neared the trees edge almost there, Aden almost felt bad that they wouldn't be alone anymore. But he was right soon they'd get this done and they could do what they wanted. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cypridophobia</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 05:40:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ami lowered her head a Mel tousled her knotted hair around. She gave that annoyed child look with a smile. Following Mel almost absent mindedly, she didn't have much on her mind besides this new man on the island. She bit her lip. Girls were fun, but men were...well men. She missed that power over her, a power that she was sure this Goner guy had. <br><br>Ami snapped out of her head when she heard Mel scream. She dropped to her knees on the side of the hole and leaned over the side. She looked down at Mel, pure terror on her face. "I'm gonna get you out...Just don't move. Please don't move!!" Ami shouted down, trying to stay calm. "I'm going to get the others." She said, turning her eyes to Goner. "You need to stay here and make sure nothing happens to her...I'll be right back, don't try to move her.". With that, Ami took off, running into the woods again.<br><br>Screaming for Aden and Emily, Ami's voice was cracking as she ran without direction. She tired to figure which way Aden would've taken to get to the caves and looked down. Seeing there were fresh footprints in the muddy sand, she followed their trail, screaming all the way. She caught up and stopped, putting her hands on her hips and letting her head hang down. "Mel...hole...hurt...help..." Ami managed to get out in between pants. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 06:20:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				aden's went wide as ami spoke."shit...i told you guys to look for the markers. Show us Ami." she looked to Gene nodding to him making sure he was with her. Not that she had to ask, he seemed the type to stick around. Not that she'd ever complain about it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 06:35:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily heard Ami scream about Mel, she was up and on her feet like lightening. She turned to Jared, "we need you, can you keep pace with me?",&nbsp; even if he couldn't she needed to help Mel, she got Emily through so much when they got stuck here and now she needed their help. "Aden, Ami, I'm coming!" Time alone with Jared would have to wait, that is if be even wanted time with Emily. <br><br>Emily came bolting out of the Canopy and spotted her friends a short distance from her. As she neared them, she questioned them, "What happened? Is she ok?" Emily knew she had a doctor with her and hopefully he could help Mel. She looked back and saw Jared pacing behind them, "He's a doctor, he can help her." Emily paid no mind to formally introduce him since now was not the time for niceties.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 09:04:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Gene kept up with Aden very well despite the soreness that was beginning to swell up in him, he even managed to goof around with her as they ran. But then they were stopped by Ami sprinting to them and panting something about Mel getting hurt. Aden looked to him the same time as he looked to her and he responded to her nod with another nod and with that he was right there with her ready to go with the girls to help Mel. Right then he noticed another girl come out of the forest and right behind her was one of his passengers from earlier, Jared, he couldn't believe it, until this moment he thought the man was dead.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 09:20:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Aden looked to Emily and shook her head. "not sure lets just get there and help her and then get everyone in one spot. It will be a hell of a lot easier that way. And if guys keep popping up I'm selling tickets." she forced a smile but it dropped quickly. "All right guys lets just get to Mel."she said a worried look to her face." you up for one more sprint babe?" she looked to gene he look a bit sore. "Promise I'll make if better later."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 11:48:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Goner walked with the ladies, going over what he had just heard. “Three Years? Then you people weren’t the ones I came for, technically. A plane went down, and the distress call went out. I saw the wreckage before my own plane decided to go nuts itself. I’m glad some of them made it” He doubted his SOS got through before the plane went down, but he didn’t want to dash hopes to soon, too fast. When the woman suddenly fell through the earth, Goner tried to reach out for her, but was too late. He only hoped, as he crawled to the edge of the hole, that it wasn’t too deep.<br><br>He took a look around the hole as he spoke to her “You okay, Ma’am?” he asked when he realized the depth was manageable. The only thing to do was have Ami’s help…aw crap. He was going to tell her not to bother before she ran off, but a little more anchor support shouldn’t be a bad thing. He slipped his pack off his back and laid it next to him as he remained flat on the ground. The rain was making all of this a pain in the ass, but everything he needed to do could still be done in a short amount of time. <br><br>He made sure his voice was calm as he worked, and looked behind him for a decent anchor point “We’re going to get you out of there. Rope, some clamps, a little help when your friends arrive, and you’ll be out like a pair of breasts on Mardi Gras…” He paused for a moment, and chuckled “Sorry about that. In any case, we’ll be able to get you out just fine.” <br><br>He’d continue working on his preferred angle as he strapped a headlamp to his forehead, not wanting to use any glo-sticks at this point. He kept up the small talk to keep her mind as active as possible “So, 3 years huh? And then you ladies suddenly get swamped by a bunch of guys. They write books about that kind of stuff, y’know? Might have a best-seller when we get off this pretty little rock” he chuckled and strapped on his gloves to his belt, in case he needed it.<br><br>When everyone got to their location, he would make sure to have their full attention. He would introduce himself, thank them for coming, and immediately set them to certain tasks. Any men that might have come with them would be used as anchors first, with the ladies assisting if need-be. He made it abundantly clear that while she was in that hole, he was in control. Once she was out, he would leave it up to whoever wanted to arrange for her transport. He’d assure them that she was alive, but had hurt her ankle and was stuck. <br><br>“I’m going to go in and free her up, and then I’m going to harness her in so you can pull her up. There should actually be enough rope to do us both…that will help things along, but you’ll have more weight to pull, so I imagine everyone’s going to need to help with that part” He gave his most winning smile and nodded “Let’s do this, people”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 15:49:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Aden came to a sliding stop as she took in what he said. Looking about she nodded, "leverage would help with that, Giving the end of the rope." she said taking the rope despite the fact he was going to anchor it they needed the closest thing the could get to a pulling system. She slipped the rope around her and went to the tree that had a branch that went over the hole. She started climbing up like it was nothing, "Hold on Mel, you know you have to stick around to keep my ass going." she said know the woman would know what she meant. <br><br>As she reached the branch one would think she'd sit and shimmy but she didn't. Aden stood and walk as if she weren't a good bit off the ground and walked to the part of the branch that was over the hole. Slipping the rope around it and used the branch to make a jury riged pulley system. Slid the rope back around and her and slipped back letting her body fall back. And jumped from the high branch to the forest floor. letting her legs bend and catch her as she hit the ground. With out saying a word she worked and anchored it, "All right..Ami keep her talking. We will help get you down and out." she looked back to the man in front of her. The pulley system would make it easier and a hell of a lot smoother for lifting her out. Aden knew if she was really hurt the less jerks the better. She'd been there...it sucks. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 16:17:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily fell to her knees at the hole, "Mel, just needed a little attention didn't ya?", she giggled. Emily had a sarcastic nature when it came to Mel. They traded barbs back and forth all the time, and got along just fine that way, like two sisters almost. "Hang on Mel, I sure Mr.-whoever can get you out." Emily was puzzled, was this another crash survivor? Jeez men were just falling out of the sky. <br><br>She watched as Aden rigged up the system, Aden was like a regular Jane went it came to scurrying up trees and whatnot. The system looked pretty secure and Emily kept close watch on Mel. "Hey is there anything you guys need me to do? I can probably find something to carry her back to the house with. I think we have a few boards still bound together from that old raft." They had tried everything to get off the island, even a makeshift raft that never got far. It would make a good stretched to carry Mel back to the safety of their main dwelling. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 17:41:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mel was struggling to keep calm.&nbsp; She wasnt good in enclosed places.&nbsp; The day they had crashed she had been trapped in the boat, the water rising, luckily the girls got her out and she was fine, but this, she couldnt move, when she tried pain flared from her ankle.&nbsp; She was so relieved to hear their voices, "I'm ok, and yup Em, you know me and attention" she said, trying to keep her voice level and even, but inside she was beginning to feel the terror build.&nbsp; What if they couldnt get her out? What if the rain continued and she was drowned?&nbsp; She closed her eyes, and took a breath, slow, steady calming.&nbsp; It was good to have them around, they had been through a lot together.<br><br>She heard the way the new guy, Goner spoke, he seemed to know what he was talking about.&nbsp; "Guys, my ankle is trapped, I cant pull it out, I..I think it might be broken" she trembled, she hoped it wasnt, but the pain was really getting to her.&nbsp; "Can someone go and let the guy in the shelter know? he's strong, he should be able to help" she told them, thinking he would be good.&nbsp; "He's name's Michael, another pair of hands" she said, her voice wavering.&nbsp; She couldnt move at all, the pain was intense when she tried.&nbsp; She groaned, shivering, there was water building up around her feet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 17:51:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm on it Mel, I'll grab the 'stretcher' as well, gonna need it if your ankle is broken. I'll be back quickly, I promise." Emily jumped to her feet once again and was off like a flash to the shelter. She was a good runner, one of the best. they all had there strengths and that was hers. She sprinted to the shelter and found the man she spoke about. <br><br>"You must be Michael, Emily, no time for chit chat right now. Mel fell into a hole and we need you to get her out. Follow me. Emily grabbed the makeshift stretcher and began to lead Michael to Mel. Jeez these men were good looking, Emily wondered if they were being rewarded from being stuck on the&nbsp; island so long. She ran as quickly as she could with the stretcher back to Mel. "Ok, I have the stretcher, and Michael is coming, just hold on Mel." Emily was nervous, but she figured with the men around they would get Mel out of there in no time and have her safe. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 17:56:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Standing at his shadow boxing, he almost didn't notice the girl until she was right on top of him.<br><br>"You must be Michael, Emily, no time for chit chat right now. Mel fell into a hole and we need you to get her out. Follow me."<br><br>That was really all he needed to hear for him to taking off running after her. Michael was a bit of a cocky ass, but he was also human. He <em>slept</em> with the woman for Christ's sake, and he was old-fashioned enough to think that because of that he was responsible for her.<br><br>He almost bolted right into Emily when she stopped, and Chris took note of everyone here, especially the older guy. Giving him the barest of nods that almost screamed, 'Me alpha male, you not alpha, understand big-dumb-man?' in big bold letters forged of testosterone and adrenaline, he leaned over the hole to look down.<br><br>"You alright Mel?" he asked, preferring to hear it from her rather than someone else.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 18:55:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was cold.&nbsp; She hadnt realised how cold being trapped like this would make her.&nbsp; The sides of the hole oozed mud and water.&nbsp; Her body was soaked, and she was cold.&nbsp; She could feel it seeping into her.&nbsp; She knew there were all sorts of risks here, cold, hypothermia, broken bones.&nbsp; Shock.&nbsp; She was a nurse, she needed to keep calm, to fight the fears that threatened to overwhelmed her.&nbsp; She took a deep breath and tried to twist her foot, to pull it free, but the pain zipped up her leg and she cried out.&nbsp; Tears filled her eyes as she glanced up, hearing Michael's voice.<br><br>"I'm fine, cold, wet, and my ankle's stuck, but I'm fine" she said to him glad he was here.&nbsp; She closed her eyes, shivering, it was getting really cold.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 19:33:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Her ankle was stuck?</em> This could pose a bit of a problem. "Can that thing carry two people?" he asked, pointing at the make-shift stretcher. "I think someone's going to need to go down there and help get her ankle free of, well, whatever is stuck there." He also felt that she would feel significantly better if there was someone down there with her, poor thing. Still, he wasn't about to just throw himself in there and cause more problems then they already had. Knowing his luck this day, he might land on top of her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 19:39:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily looked at Michael, "Sure, it's strong enough for two, why? What are you thinking?" Even if someone else were to go down there, did he think they too would get hurt? surely whoever went down would be more careful. Emily knew this was a dire situation for Mel, so she would do anything she could to get her friend out of the hole. Everyone was banding together to get Mel out of that hole, and it would be a group effort to do so. "Mel, hang on, we will get you out of there, do you need anything else, a blanket, tell me, I can get it for you." Emily began to feel like she had to do whatever humanly possible she could do to help Mel and make her not so scared. She just hoped Mel didn't pass out from the pain.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 22:10:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared stood for a minute with his hands on his head, thinking.&nbsp; There was an element of controlled chaos around him as various people were trying to think of the right way to get this girl - Mel, he'd heard her called - out of the hole.&nbsp; And she was apparently stuck, trapped by her ankle, which could be broken.&nbsp; He sighed and shook his head.<br><br>"Look, excuse me," he said, getting louder to get someone's attention.&nbsp; "I think someone needs to go down there and check her ankle before we try to force it free.&nbsp; Check her in general, actually.&nbsp; I'm... I'm a doctor.&nbsp; If someone could, like, tie a rope around me and slip me down, I could do a quick exam, try to see what needs to be done."&nbsp; He looked around to see if they had any rope standing by.&nbsp; He didn't relish the idea of slipping down the hole freely, and maybe ending up in the same boat as Mel.<br><br>He wasn't sure which of the girls was in charge, but he turned to Emily, the one he'd had the most contact with so far.&nbsp; "I don't suppose you have anything like a flashlight?"&nbsp; Who was he kidding?&nbsp; After however many years they'd been here, their batteries would be long dead.&nbsp; He turned to the pilot and added, "Or recovered something from the crashes?&nbsp; Just a pen light will help."&nbsp; If not, he'd just have to do it by feel.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 22:47:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily looked at Jared, "Yeah no flashlights, unless any of these guys has one on them." Most of the time they lived by the light of the sun and moon. Sure sometimes the girls would fashion a torch with fire, but that was not going to help now. He had to know there was no way the girls would have any form of battery run power. She felt helpless once again, she could have been able to come up with something. <br><br>"Mel, we'll figure something out," she then turned to Jared, "What else do you need? I can get you blankets, anything else you can think of?" She just hoped one of the other men did have a flashlight so Jared could see if he went down in the hole with Mel.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 23:01:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared shook his head, not really surprised by Emily's answer.&nbsp; He knelt carefully at the edge of the pit and reached to feel the cold wet mud along the sides.&nbsp; "We'll want the blankets as soon as we get her out, and they'll need to be dry.&nbsp; If you can get some hot water somehow, boil it or something, that'll be useful, too.&nbsp; We'll need to treat her against hypothermia.&nbsp; But I wouldn't lower the blankets now, they'll just get wet and cold from the mud, and that won't help at all."<br><br>He stood back up, taking a breath to keep away a quick flash of dizziness.&nbsp; This would be easier if he weren't still recovering from the crash.&nbsp; "If there's no flash, I'll make do, but I need that rope."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 23:25:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Aden nodded, "we actually have most of that here, we were taking the long way to Mel when we Heard Ami yell at us." Aden spoke up and pointed to the packs that Ami and Gene held. "But lets get her then we can get her covered stable and back to main camp." she said making sure the rope was secure. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 23:56:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mel was feeling dizzy, light headed.&nbsp; She was so cold and shivering as the chill from the sides of the hole grew damper.&nbsp; It had been a hot day earlier, but the storm had sent the temperature plummeting and she was so cold now.&nbsp; Her teeth chattered and a cough erupted from her chest that made her crack her head on the wall behind her.&nbsp; She whimpered, moving again, the ankle exploding in pain that this time made her cry out loudly, a sound full of pain.<br><br>"Please, pease get me out, its so cold, and I hurt so much" she pleaded with them, "I cant free my ankle, it wedged in tight" she explained, "my head hurts, dizzy" she said, closing her eyes, maybe if she could sleep it would all be over with quicker.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 00:35:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael took the rope from Aden.<br><br>"It'll probably be best if I lower him down there." He turned to look at the rope, make sure it was secure around the doctor's waist. Then he took a look at the doctor himself and almost groaned. The guy looked like he was about to pass out himself. <br><br>"You ready man?" He asked cautiously, making sure the doctor-Jared, he called himself-was ready. Poor girl needed someone down there ASAP.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 00:39:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily turned to Aden, "Sorry, sorry you know me, I talk before I think." Emily had always tried to make wrong things right, trying to fix things because of her guilt. She never even noticed the supplies, she just reacted. That usually backfired on her a lot, but she tried to fix the wrongs for getting them stuck on the island. Emily bit her lip and moved back, she had screwed up again. Now she just wanted to be back in her cave, safe where she couldn't screw things up more. This was all her fault - if she just navigated the boat better, none of them would have gotten trapped here, and now Mel was in dire trouble. Emily silently linked it all back to her, and let the guilt consume her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 00:44:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He raised an eyebrow at Michael as he tried to give him the stare-down and nod. He always wondered why it was the young ones, but he had a good memory. If the guy wasn’t a little piss and vinegar, he’d wondered what was going on. He let Aden have the rope, at first a little concern, but considering she did a bang-up job, he wasn’t going to complain. <br><br>When he heard the Doc volunteer to go down the whole, Goner shook his head viciously “people…people…PEOPLE!” he barked, to get everyone’s attention, like he was back to being an instructor. “Listen…everyone wants to help, but we need to do this, now. This young lady was good enough to get our rope work constructed, and did a hell of a job…” he pointed to the doctor “You aren’t going down there. If you are a doctor…a real live ER, I’m going to will your ass alive doctor, then you need to stay put. If you get injured than she’s more screwed then she already is now. I have medical experience for first response, so I can take a look”<br><br>He looked at all of them “This isn’t about who cares more, because I don’t know any of you people, but I already have experience with situations just like this. She’s going to be feeling cold if she isn’t already, and she might lose consciousness if we wait longer. I can’t do this without your help. Please help me.” He looked at all of them in turn, and then made a bee-line for Aden’s contraption “We’ll only need this to hold one person at a time. I’ll get her out, then in the harness. I’ll tug twice, and that’s when you guys are going to have to pull. He smiled at the girl and nodded to Michael before he bent down for his collapsible shovel. Once he was sure he got what he needed, then he strapped himself into the harness and waited for the anchor support “Let’s fish us a pretty lady out a hole”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 02:46:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gene looked the situation over and noticed how everyone tried to jump in and save the day at once, he stayed back. Not because he wasn't concerned but because he wasn't trained for this sort of scenario, he was a hell of a pilot but when it came to rescuing people he was CPR and First Aid certified but that was it. This was definitely a job for the doctor, or even this new guy who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere and seemed to know what he is doing. Gene decided that the best move was to follow this guys lead on this one.&nbsp; <br><br>"Alright let's do this." He said as he grabbed hold of the rope connected to the harness and pulled the slack out of the pulley system. "Get down there and get her out." He said as he looked at Goner "We got you up here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 03:47:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael was dumbfounded at this guy, of how he took charge and started barking orders at everyone. He honestly wanted to snap back and tell him to mind his own business except...except...well, everything he was saying was actually making a lot of sense. And really, did it matter who the big hero was so long as Mel got out of the hole?<br><br>Michael grunted his agreement and took his place behind Gene, grabbing the rope and ready to offer assistance. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 03:56:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared didn't like the idea of ceding a medical exam to someone else, but the guy claimed to be experienced, and there was no doubt he was feeling more fit at the moment than Jared.&nbsp; <br><br>"All right, fine," he said, and added to the guy taking charge, "Try to do an Ottawa exam on her ankle.&nbsp; Obviously we won't be able to do an x-ray, but it could tell us if there's more damage than a lateral malleolus."&nbsp; An operation was also unlikely, but they should know one way or the other.&nbsp; "And try not to put any pressure on the articulated tibia and fibula while getting her free, or we could turn a simple fracture into some thing compound, and that would probably be more than we can handle."<br><br>He then got in line to help support the rope.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 04:19:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shook his head at the idea of the Ottawa exam but understood where the guy was coming from “I’m sorry Doc, but I had a look at that whole, and we’re not going to get a lot done down there. I’ll try to wrap the area of the injury while down there, but she’s going to hurt coming up. She’s going to need a splint either way, until we get back to this shelter they have. From there we’re in your domain” He emphasized that with his hands up as if he was backing away “I was thinking maybe about a three foot splint? I just met her, so I couldn’t gauge her well”<br><br>He poised himself on the edge and made sure his shovel and first aid kit were secure before he gave the motion to let him down “Easy guys, easy” he said gently. No one needs to panic, and he’ll do his part to help with that. It would be a short trip, as seven feet wasn’t too hard. If not for the rain, he could have probably just climbed down, but have no way to bring her up without a little help from her friends. “Stay with me lady!” He said to her on the way down. He was on borrowed time by now, and the best thing to do would be to try and keep her awake.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 18:56:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once Goner started down the hole he held the slack out of the rope so that the guy could go down slowly. Even if it wasn't a very deep hole the rain in the mud was still going to make it slick going down and Gene knew no matter how much of an expert you are you can still get stuck in a mud slide just like everyone else. So they lowered him down carefully until he reached the bottom of the hole where Mel was. "Ok just hold that rope steady, we'll be bringing her up in no time." He said firmly to Michael. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 19:08:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mel blinked as a shadow fell from the opening and groaned as someone was lowered into the hole.&nbsp; She whimpered as she saw the man they ahd just met.&nbsp; "I...I'm cold" she whispered, shivering hard.&nbsp; She was filthy dirty, soaked through.&nbsp; She was glad to see him, if they could get him down they must be able to pull her out.&nbsp; She gulped, wanting to close her eyes and just sleep, but she knew she mustn't, she had to stay awake.&nbsp; <br><br>"My ankle is wedged.&nbsp; I cant get it out, it hurts so much" she told him, her voice shaky.&nbsp; "I feel so tired, so cold" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 19:13:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily placed the stretcher close to the hole and then stepped back. She wanted to make sure they had it close enough to just place Mel on it. She watched as the men held the rope, and backed up, no need for her to get in the way. She just prayed that Mel was ok, Ami and Aden were more calm in these situations and she let them all do what they needed to. EMily would stay and watch, hoping they would bring Mel up soon. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 01:36:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Goner got down the hole, he shouted up that he was set, and unhitched himself. He had heard Mel speak while he was looking around her legs and wished he could do something for the hypothermia. “It’s okay…you just gotta stay away. Here” he said as he took off his jacket. It was light, but did a good job keeping water off. He gingerly helped her get it on before he went back to her ankle to see what it was wedged against. The water was making things difficult, even with the light.<br><br>He slipped his hands slowly under the water, feeling what seemed to be craggy rock surrounding her ankle. It would have been easy for her to fall wrong on top of the surface. As he felt more, he spoke to her “Okay…the good news is we can get you out. The bad news is it’ll hurt like a bitch. I’m very sorry” he kept one hand on the spot he wanted, and used the other to unclip the shovel. “The shovel’s the only thing I got that can break what you’re in. I can’t do it by hand…” he jerked it and heard the shovel snap in place.<br><br>He looked to her “The impact you’re going to feel. I have to hit enough rock off the free the leg” He made sure she understood, then placed the tip of the shovel about where he wanted. The rock’s natural breaks were deeper there, and it was his best shot to do it with as little damage to her as possible. “On three…One…Two…” he raised the shovel and speared it down hard. He felt it dig, but minimal rock breakage. He let her collect himself for a few breaths before he hit it again, purposefully not counting. <br><br>The shovel almost slid from the depth it broke into. He quickly got it out the water and collapsed it back on his belt before clearing the rocks away “We got it, we got it…just move it a little…there!” The pain must have been intense, and he worked to keep an eye on her as well. He needed her lucid, and though the pain would help, it could also be too much for her body to handle. “It’s okay, honey…This is the part where we get you out” He felt along the leg slowly, then wrapped the ankle by feel. He went for stability most of all, relying on the doc to get the fine-tuning when she was up.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 03:25:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br><br>Aden came up by the hole ready to grab Mel when she was pulled out. She slicked her wet hair back and looked up at her pulley system and double check that it was ok. It was holding and working perfectly, at least it made the lift easier and smoother with this rain and the freaking mud. Aden readied the stretcher with Emily and had the pack with the supplies they had grabbed by her so she could through a blanket on her and get the few medical supplies they had out. "Good work Em, we got this she's going to be fine." Aden nodded.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 04:05:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking his jacket, Mel slipped it round her.&nbsp; She wasnt able to get it on totally, but it did offer her some protection against the wet and cold.&nbsp; She smiled weakly, so tired and wanting to sleep.<br><br>She winced as he began to feel around her ankle, the slightest touch sent a ripple of pain through her and she whimpered softly.&nbsp; When he told her what he wanted to do she looked at him with wide eyes, but she knew it was the only way.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, when he counted she was prepared.&nbsp; or so she thought.&nbsp; Nothing could prepare her for the pain she felt as he hammered into the rock.&nbsp; Her ankle felt as if it was exploding and she screamed loudly.&nbsp; She sobbed and screamed, but she knew there was no other way.<br><br>He did it again and the pain was white hot, raw agony and Mel wept hard.&nbsp; She had never felt pain like it, never experienced anything that made her feel so awful.&nbsp; She was drained when he stopped, drained, exhausted and shivering uncontrolably.&nbsp; He quickly had the ankle wrapped.&nbsp; It hurt so much and she whimpered as he prepared the ropes to pull her out.&nbsp; "Tha...thank you" she whispered, closing her eyes, she was soo tired.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 07:11:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he heard Mel scream he leaned over the hole to look things over, make sure everything was ok, not that he knew what to look for he just had to look. From what he saw Mel still seemed to be ok and Goner was getting her out ok, it actually looked like they would be able to bring her up soon. He then got back up and returned to his place at the front of the hoisting team. "Looks like we're gonna be able to bring her up soon."He said and then gave everyone behind him a reassuring smile "Let's not keep her down there any longer than we have to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 07:27:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily sighed in releif when she heard that Mel was probably going to be ok. Emily stepped back even further out of the way. She would watch from a safe distance as they hoisted Mel from the hole. Emily was glad there were others around to help, she didn't know what they would have done if it was just the girls. <br><br>Emily knew Mel was in good hands, Jared was a doctor and would take care of her, and the one called Goner was doing a great job of freeing her. She knew that whatever condition Mel was in, she was going to be taken care of really well. Emily bit her lip in anticipation of Mels emergence from the hole. Once that was done, Emily would feel a whole lot better.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 07:44:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aden watched as Goner readied Mel,"I'll singal when you guys can pull. Go slow and steady the pulley should do most of the work for you." she wiped her eyes clear from all the rain. And watched as Goner worked, ok maybe he knew a few things. Maybe it was ok in trusting him to do this, but if he fucked it up. She gripped the dirt around the hole. She'd let Ami have him. They would have any trouble losing him...she half smile ,"hey redcross...you may just earn a free pass on paradise island yet. Hang on Mel, wont be long now...and you know that bubble you keep threatening to put me in. Consider it yours." she laughed as she looked down at her. She knew the man would look at her funny her calling him that but she gave everyone nicknames. Old habits die hard...and she had her reasons.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 16:35:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Goner had helped Mel up, but couldn’t carry her fully “You’re going to have to help me here…I need to get you in…this…thing” he was being especially careful, since he didn’t realize how screwed up the ground was on the bottom of this whole. It was how she got hurt in the first place. He made sure to take most of her weight to make it easier to get along on one leg, and then eased her into the harness. When Aden called him redcross, it registered, but he only grunted to it. Levity was in short supply where he was currently, but he’d feel a hell of a lot better when they both got out of there.<br><br>Once she was secure, he patted her on the cheek some “Just a little while longer, okay? You’re going to twist as they pull you up. I was able to make sure that you spin towards the good leg, so just use it to keep you steady!” He was worried. It wasn’t the best way to do this, but it was all they had, and it’ll be enough. He tugged twice on the rope “Let’s get her outta here!” he said, keeping his hands on her to steady the lift until he couldn’t touch her anymore. From there it was just the wait. The water had risen since he was down here, but only just below his knees. He had time…hopefully.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 17:09:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aden nodded as he pulled the rope and waved her hand, "Up we go boys." she yelled to them and readied herself to grab Mel. "Come on girls, help me here one of you hold the stretcher and the other help me get Mel on here.' she said as she reached for her. "We got you Mel almost there."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 17:42:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once the signal was given Gene nodded "Alright boys, time to prove that you're worth a damn." He said to everyone in the pulley line and then they began slowly but steadily hoisting Mel up. The process required patience in order to keep things steady but soon enough the could see her dark hair emerge from the hole, that sight alone was enough to lift everyone's spirits, before long the rest of her body was coming up out of the hole and soon they would be able to pull her out completely. "Ready Aden?" He asked without looking at her as They were beginning to see Mel's legs come up from the pit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 18:02:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aden nodded and had her hands already guiding Mel down towards the stretcher as she watched the rope. It was good the branch was holding and they were almost home free. Goner would be much easier to get out since he wasn't hurt. "Lower her down Hun," she said not looking just knowing he'd have it under control. She guided her down to the stretcher slowly. "easy Mel...we got you. See...damn girl you show know how to through a welcome party." she said with a short laugh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 18:29:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mel looked at the man, Goner and nodded, her eyes wide as she felt the harness bite.&nbsp; She was afraid, but she trusted him and the others.&nbsp; She felt the slack taken up and then she was being lifted.&nbsp; She whimpered, feeling herself slowly raised.&nbsp; She was so cold, and felt so tried.&nbsp; Slowly she rose, pulled from the depths, seeing her friends, the other men.&nbsp; She was shuddering hard, flithy dirty and so very cold.&nbsp; Her ankle was throbbing and she wanted to cry in gratitude.<br><br>Guided by gentle hands she was lain down.&nbsp; She was shivering hard now, pale, shocked.&nbsp; "So cold" she whispered, "my ankle hurts" she felt like a child, scared, afraid and so so cold.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 19:12:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael grabbed one of the blankets and practically tied her in it, holding her close to his chest while trying to rub her arms. He didn't know if that could also hurt her ankle, but right at this point he wasn't thinking clearly. "Hey, Red Cross!" he barked at the doctor, unconsciously using the nickname given to him by the other girls, "Start looking at her ankle!"<br><br>He continued to pet Mel through the blanket, through the jacket, whispering assurances through her ear that it would be fine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 19:21:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily helped Aden place Mel on the stretcher and smiled at her. She was glad Mel was ok, for now. She knew that now Mel was out Jared could take a look at her and assist her in the best way possible. She hugged Mel gently before Michael came to Mel's side. Emily moved back once again to allow everyone to attend to Mel and to stay out of the way. Emily crossed her arms in front of her and stood next to a tree, watching from a fair distance. She sighed in relief this had worked and got Mel out of the hole. Now they just had to keep he warm, and assess that ankle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 19:29:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mel looked at Michael, smiling wearily.&nbsp; "I...I'll be fine" she whispered, "Em...Em" she wanted Emily, she knew she would be feeling guilty, she kenw she always took these things to heart.&nbsp; She closed her eyes, "please, can I have space, too closed in, too tired" she said, pushing everyone away.&nbsp; She was tired, so tired, "wanna sleep, sleep and I'll be fine" she muttered, her eyes closing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 19:50:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily heard Mel call her name, and ran to her side. "Mel, what is it? I'm here. Don't you dare close those eyes, not yet, not until they know everything is ok with you. Stay awake Mel." Emily's voice took on a frantic tone, worried Mel was going to drift off. "Jared, please you need to check her. You need to get her back to the dwelling." She turned back to Mel, "Mel, hang on, we need you, you have to hang on." Emily worried so much about her friend hoping she would just make it through this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>24-10-2010, 21:21:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared had done his part to pull on the ropes and raise Mel up from the pit and place her on the stretcher.&nbsp; Now he heard his name called even as he was moving to the side and leaned down over his patient.<br><br>"Mel," he called, already feeling over her skull and face, then down to her shoulders, arms, ribs.&nbsp; "Mel, my name is Jared.&nbsp; I'm a doctor.&nbsp; What is your name?&nbsp; Do you remember my name?"&nbsp; He was asking her standard questions to measure the level of her disorientation.&nbsp; He was going to ask her if she knew where she was, but he realized *he* didn't even know where they were, so that would have just been more confusing.&nbsp; Her shivering already warned him that she might be hypothermic, and her skin felt cold to his touch.&nbsp; In the dim light, he couldn't really look for blue lips or check for pupil response.<br><br>He wasn't detecting any broken bones from his quick exam.&nbsp; He looked up to the others.&nbsp; Some were engaged now in getting the other guy, the rescuer, out of the pit, and others were hanging around in concern.&nbsp; "We need to get her out of these wet clothes and wrapped in dry blankets.&nbsp; Her arms and hands too; the extremities are particularly vulnerable to heat loss and damage."<br><br>He felt his way down her legs and now gave particular attention to the ankle.&nbsp; There was swelling, which he expected.&nbsp; They'd have to deal with that, but he doubted they had ice on the island any more than they had hot water or x-rays.&nbsp; Right now, warming up her body was a higher priority.&nbsp; He felt through the swelling, knowing he was adding to her discomfort, but necessary to try and detect any serious breaks among the bones that made up the ankle joint.&nbsp; The Ottawa exam didn't give him anything positive, so that was a good sign.&nbsp; Perhaps immobilization and some kind of cold packs would do while she healed.&nbsp; Of course, he wasn't likely to find any plaster for a cast, either.&nbsp; The rescuer's splint was good enough for now, as long as they were careful getting her someplace dry.<br><br>"We need to keep the rain off her and get her out of it.&nbsp; If you've got any way to boil water, that would be a good idea.&nbsp; We need to get her body temperature up."&nbsp; He looked around, waiting for her friends to strip and wrap her before they started traveling.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 00:37:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aden nodded and carefully got the harness off of Mel, "You and the girl get you back to main camp and we will get him out meet you there.' she nodded and waved over the other girls. "help him get Mel back and we will fallow in just a sec promise.' she said looking back into the hole and tossing the harness to make sure it didn't hit him. 'Heads up, time to stop playing in the mud.' she yelled down to him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 01:17:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Goner gave Aden a smirk before he waded carefully to the harness, glad that they didn’t forget him. There was enough commotion up there to raise the dead, and he was sincerely wondering on whether or not he’d have to climb out the hard way. He figured at least three people had to accompany Mel, and one was definitely the Doc. Then there was Mr. Piss and Vinegar, he was sure he’d be one to go…at least one of the girls, since it seemed like the men were new to the place like he was. That about settled things.<br><br>Instead of strapping himself in, he decided to shorten the effort for those up top by climbing as they pulled. The hole would be cleared fairly quickly, then after packing up, they could make good time out of the rain. He braced one foot on the side of the hole and waved an arm up “Let’s do it!” He shouted up to Aden, ready to pull as they did.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 04:45:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mel wanted to sleep but they wouldnt let her.&nbsp; Emily was there, as were the others and a new face, a Doctor.&nbsp; Handy she thought.&nbsp; That didnt last long as he started asking her annoying questions.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Mel, and your Jared" she said to him, her voice hard but soon turning tired again.&nbsp; The energy saped from her.&nbsp; She groaned as he felt down her, crying when he got to her ankle and proded it, she cried again, so tired, so very cold.<br><br>He was telling them what to do.&nbsp; Strip her, cover her in warm clothes.&nbsp; She shuddered, wondering if they were gonna do it here of after the y had her back.&nbsp; "Sleepy, cold" she said, shivering hard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 04:56:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily was not going to strip Mel right there in front of everyone. The day was stressful enough. "How about we wrap her tight and when we get her back, we can get the clothes off her?" Emily piled two more blankets on, and helped to carry Mel. Once Emily got Mel back to the dwelling, she would give everyone a chance to help Mel and get her better. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Featherfall</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 05:01:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael nodded at Emily's suggestion and positioned himself to carry the brunt of Mel's weight. Almost thinking better of it, Michael leaned towards her and loudly whispered in her ear, "Either you stay awake, or I 'help' you stay awake, too." <br><br>The mock-threat done, he turned towards Emily to lead the way.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 07:39:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Aden smiled and nodded standing and running to stand with Gene and grabbed the rope. "Lets do this, I'm tried of standing in the rain damn it." she said as she started to pull with him. <br><br>(sorry for the short post just trying to move things along)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 17:07:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily got Mel back to the dwelling safely with the help of another man. She wasn't too keen on leaving Mel right now, but she also wanted to stay well out of the way. After dismissing the guys because she wanted to get Mel out of her clothes, she bad observed Michael already had some connection with Mel, she just could not figure out what it was yet.<br><br>"Mel forgive me, I have to get you out of the wet clothes." Emily then started to cut away at Mel's clothes with a knife she carried around. Once the clothes were off, Emily took great care to wrap Mel up, keeping her warm. "Ok she's ready. Wet clothes gone, blankets only." Now Emily would just wait for the others, then she could feel content again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 00:36:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared watched as Emily cut away Mel's clothes.&nbsp; He hoped the delay over their concerns for modesty wasn't going increase the possibilities of brain damage.&nbsp; He helped Emily pull off the wet clothes and wipe her skin dry with one blanket before wrapping her up, almost like a mummy, with another.<br><br>"Let's clear some space, please," he asked those still hanging around the small level of the dwelling.&nbsp; "I've asked before:&nbsp; is there any way to boil hot water?&nbsp; In a hospital, I'd be looking to soak her in a hot bath.&nbsp; Failing that, we can perhaps soak blankets in hot water and wrap that around her."&nbsp; He looked around the shelter.&nbsp; "Can you build any kind of fire in here against the cold and damp?"<br><br>He took another close look at the splint at her ankle.&nbsp; In the absence of a cast, a good framework made of wood sticks would have to do to immobilize her ankle.&nbsp; It wouldn't be something she could walk on, like a cast might be.&nbsp; They'd have to build some crutches if she was to get around at all, and not for a few days at least.<br><br>Once again he leaned over Mel's face.&nbsp; She had been able to answer his questions out of the pit, and that was encouraging.&nbsp; "Mel, I'm Doctor Jared.&nbsp; Tell me how you're feeling.&nbsp; Do you know where you are now?"&nbsp; He meant the dwelling, not the island itself.<br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 00:43:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				So cold...so very cold..&nbsp; Mel had never liked the cold, and this was worse than anything she had felt before.&nbsp; She was bumped and nudged as they carried her.&nbsp; She didnt care when Em cut the last of her clothes off.&nbsp; She didnt make a sound about it, she was shivering hard, her body shuddering.&nbsp; The storm seemed to have passed and she was glad of that, but the sun didnt come out.<br><br>"Blankets, lots of blankets in chest" she told himm pointing to an old sea chest.&nbsp; "Found them around" she chattered in broken words. "Hot water boil.&nbsp; Fire there" she managed to point to a place that had some stones around it.&nbsp; She looked around, "Em, Emily, need hot water, need fire" she repeated, knowing the girls might be a little confused or stand offish.&nbsp; "So cold...."<br><br>"Ankle numb, so cold, cant feel.&nbsp; Not good?&nbsp; I....I cant...thinK" she should know these things, she was a nurse for petes sake, but she couldnt think, she was just too cold to think.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 01:12:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Agreed with wanting to move along, soooooo)<br><br>Goner climbed as the others pulled. The drop wasn’t all that large, and though he almost slipped a few times along the muddy wall, there was plenty of grip available from roots and small rock outcroppings. He couldn’t help but wonder if this was made on purpose, but it could have been his mind just fucking with him. When he climbed all the way up, he thanked Aden especially, and went back to his pack to stow the gear he didn’t need anymore, and took a moment to look at the rope job the girl had done. <br><br>After packing, he realized that they had a problem. He’d overheard them talking about how they didn’t have light, and imagined they did most things by torch, but he wondered how exactly they’d gotten along so well while here. He’d save the questions though. She had his jacket, and as light as it was, it did a better job of keeping the rain off of him while he wore it, then it did when he didn’t. The t-shirt stuck to him, revealing an outline of someone in good shape. He turned to Aden, as she was the one in the group he seemed to connect most to at this moment.<br><br>“My boat…it may have a few things you can use. Not as many as my truck would have had, but there were a few items I wouldn’t have packed unless I knew what was going on. Maybe we could go back to it later?” He knew that now was out of the question, not with the rain the way it was. He’d do his best to get back to the plane later…he had one lantern, definitely. It ran on a battery though, so it was a short comfort at best. Maybe a few other things they could use. He’d salvage her for anything he could think of and go from there.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 01:37:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, yes I'm on it." Emily was a wiz at starting a fire she grabbed some of the jugs and metal bowls she had that were full of water. She went to the fire pit just outside of the dwelling. It had been covered with their tarp to prevent the pit from getting wet. She clicked two stones together to get the fire started. Once it did, she placed the items on a stand over the fire. As each container boiled , Emily carried them to Jared carefully. She held two thick leaves between her hands and the containers so she didn't scald her hands. Emily brought Jared a total of seven containers of water when she was done. "Is that enough? Do you need more? I can probably get two more gallons if you want." Emily was desperate to save Mel's life. Hopefully this would help.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 01:51:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as the first pit of hot water arrived, Jared thanked Emily with a nod and started to dip a fresh blanket in the hot water, careful not of burn his hands and wringing out the water as soon as it was cool enough to touch.&nbsp; With the blanket warm from the water, he stripped off the last blanket they'd had on her and replaced it with the hot one.&nbsp; He monitored the blanket by feel every few minutes, ready to replace it with another warm one as soon as it stared to lose some of its heat.&nbsp; He wrapped her completely in the blankets, from neck to feet, careful not to disturb the ankle splints but to apply warmth to the feet and ankles.&nbsp; They had to make sure they were saving her extremities first.<br><br>He also kept a close eye on the swelling, balancing the need to raise her body temperature with concern about controlling the swelling.&nbsp; When he was satisfied the color of her skin was returning to normal, he gave Emily another fresh blanket.&nbsp; "Okay, this one I need dipped in a stream or a spring, or somewhere with cold water.&nbsp; It's time to apply a cold compress to the ankle.&nbsp; I don't imagine you have ice, but that'll have to do."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 02:11:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Aden smiled as she help him gather the rope, "Right now we need to get out of the rain. We have the house pretty well rigged for everything we need. Trust me..." she smiled at Gene and stood. "All right..it's not far from here, and we can check out the planes later ok." she said as she slicked her hair back again. She rubbed her back and shivered, "You think you can keep up on a short run...what about you Hun." she looked back and forth between everyone that was left and then back to Gene.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 02:13:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily took the blanket from Jared and ran to the river where the plane crashed. She soaked it and huffed it back to Jared. "Here it's as cool as possible, the rain helped make it colder." Emily stepped back and watched Jared work on Mel. She bit her lip, Mel had to be alright, she just had to. It looked like she was in very good hands with Jared and she observed his work, he was like poetry in motion taking care of Mel. Emily found a seat and let him finish. She would wait to see i he needed anything else, just to be ready to run for something if he needed it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 10:00:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once Mel was out of the hole and on the stretcher he did his part by staying out of the way, and also grabbing a handful of blankets from the supplies they brought. Then he watched the party go off with Mel. As soon as they were out of sight he turned back to the rope and helped Aden pull Goner out of the pit. It wasn't too bad of a struggle seeing as Goner wasn't injured and able to help by climbing. As soon as the man was out of the hole he stopped to take a breath, his body was nearly completely spent after the kind of day he had.<br><br>As soon as he looked up he noticed Goner giving an especially big thanks to Aden and then turned to put his stuff together. "Chopped liver." Gene said under his breath before stretching out his back with a few good pops. He turned his head to Aden as she started speaking again. "I bet it does." He replied with a smile to her "I still got enough in me to make it back, with a bit extra to spare." and took a few steps closer to Aden assuredly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 10:25:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aden smiled and nodded and stepped close, "Come on flyboy lets get out of this ran so we can warm up.' she said with a smiled and turned towards their camp. "Come on boys, lets get back home. I'm sure your all done for today." she laughed and slicked her hair back and started walking. She grabbing up any gear that is left she starts a slow jog, making sure they were behind her. Making sure Gene was close behind her. She was done for the day and just wanted to get home out of the wet cloths and see what that flyboy could really do. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 19:50:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That sounds great to me." And it did, he couldn't wait to get this wild woman alone just to see how wild she really was. Not to mention that he was done with work at this point, the adrenaline he had was completely spent and he was starting to feel the ware and tare of the day catching up to him, so the idea of staying in for the rest of the evening was exactly what he wanted. Once Aden started jogging he caught right up to her. He liked this pace right behind her, he got a great vantage point of her sexy ass with her soaked pants clinging to her skin, hopefully a view of what would be in his future. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 02:32:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Goner shook his head to himself, knowing there was time to get the items from the plane later. He was gave for the jog, despite the pack, though he knew he’d be winded by the end of it. If he’d known he be in this type of shit, we would have packed better <em>’That’s what I get for being a good Samaritan’</em> he though as he jogged behind the group, fine with bringing up the rear, such as it were.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 03:47:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jared continued to monitor his patient, changing warm blankets when needed, and keeping a cool one pressed against her swelling.&nbsp; Emily had turned out quite a good helper, he noted, but she would know what was available better than he, he knew.&nbsp; The fire was putting out good, steady heat, warming Jared even through his soaked clothes.<br><br>"Let's dispense with wet blankets, now," he advised.&nbsp; "If we can move a little closer to the fire, and warm blankets by it too, we can wrap her in those."&nbsp; He was satisfied that they'd averted the worst effects of hypothermia, and now it was okay for Mel to rest.&nbsp; He moved a blanket so that it still covered her toes and the rest of her leg, while leaving her ankle open for the application of the colder cloths.<br><br>"When this is all over," he nodded to Emily, "I hope that someone will tell me what's going on around here, and how you women got on this island, and when.&nbsp; Seems like you've had enough time to," his eyes roamed around the dwelling, the place showing some real effort and skill, "to get settled in.&nbsp; Which one of you is the Robinson Crusoe of your bunch?"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 04:03:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mel didnt say much as they worked to keep her warm.&nbsp; She was so cold, her body felt almost numb, but they soon had her warming up, the chill being pushed from her.&nbsp; Her ankle was beginning to hurt a lot though.&nbsp; She wasnt sure how she was going to manage on that, she would be stuck here for a while.&nbsp; &nbsp;She coughed, her chest pulling and straining, she knew it was too be expected, she would have to be kept warm now to keep from getting a secondary infection.&nbsp; If she hadnt already got it.<br><br>She felt happier though as the warmth worked through her, closing her eyes and drifting to sleep.&nbsp; She coughed another couple of times, but on the whole she was over the worst of the hypothermia. It was just the after effects and her ankle now that would need looking after.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>27-10-2010, 18:47:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3821760#msg3821760">Quote from: LandofromTexas on 27-10-2010, 03:47:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jared continued to monitor his patient, changing warm blankets when needed, and keeping a cool one pressed against her swelling.&nbsp; Emily had turned out quite a good helper, he noted, but she would know what was available better than he, he knew.&nbsp; The fire was putting out good, steady heat, warming Jared even through his soaked clothes.<br><br>"Let's dispense with wet blankets, now," he advised.&nbsp; "If we can move a little closer to the fire, and warm blankets by it too, we can wrap her in those."&nbsp; He was satisfied that they'd averted the worst effects of hypothermia, and now it was okay for Mel to rest.&nbsp; He moved a blanket so that it still covered her toes and the rest of her leg, while leaving her ankle open for the application of the colder cloths.<br><br>"When this is all over," he nodded to Emily, "I hope that someone will tell me what's going on around here, and how you women got on this island, and when.&nbsp; Seems like you've had enough time to," his eyes roamed around the dwelling, the place showing some real effort and skill, "to get settled in.&nbsp; Which one of you is the Robinson Crusoe of your bunch?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Emily took the blankets and moved them away from Mel. She would make sure they were dried and ready for use later if need be. She helped Jared move the stretcher closer to the fire to keep Mel warm, she just did everything she was told, making sure to keep her wits about her. <br><br>"Yes Jared, someone will tell you what's going on around here.&nbsp; I promise, Ami And Aden did a lot of the work and planning. I just helped." Emily kept her answer vague. Right now, all she wanted to do was go back to the safety of her cave now that she knew Mel was alright. There she knew she could be alone, and feel safe, fell like this wasn't all her fault, but she needed that space. "When they get here, they can tell you all about it." Emily took a step back again, and gave Jared the room he might need to continue to attend to Mel. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 07:40:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Aden jogged lightly as she made the short treck back to their main camp. The tree house she had designed and built with the girls help. It had been hard but they had accomplished a lot in 3 years. As she neared it Aden slowed down and camp to a stopping point a few steps up the main stair case. "home sweet home everyone. Lets get up and dry...and ge you boys checked out." as gene neared her she smiled ,"I'm sure your tired...and could us a little TLC." she said with a soft smile as she started to walk backwards up the&nbsp; stairs. <br>((pics for the house are a few pages back...for the new comers.))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 03:38:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gene followed close to Aden, taking quick glances at her ass as she ran, til they reached the camp and he slowed to a walk and caught his breath. The sound of getting dried off and warm was very pleasant to hear. He made his way up behind her and then heard her speak the last bit to him as she walked backwards up the stairs. "Honey you don't know just how right you are." He replied as he moved right up to her just a couple of inches away from her face, looking her right in the eyes as he smiled.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 09:47:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled and grabbed his shirt lightly, "Goner make yourself at home and get all warmed up. Ami be nice and don't bite unless he asks." she took a step back pulling him with her. Lets get to my crows nest, and I can see about getting you all taken care off flyboy." she smiled and turned walking up the stairs. She looked Mel over seeing the doc working on her just fine. She stopped long enough to give Em a hug , "We are all ok...so no worries ok. Just relax ok Hun..." with that she looked back at Gene and started towards her room. Which was the highest and had a view that one could die for. Well there was one better view but that was for later. Right now she just wanted to get him to her room. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 00:27:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Goner was a little tuckered after their jog. After all, he was the guy with the pack on his back. Still, he made if with little difficulty, and had slowed down considerably when he’d seen what they did. They must have been here for a while…a good while. That shed more light on what they’d talked about earlier, and actually put him in a bit of a sour mood. These ladies were around for this long and he doubted they even experienced a fly-by. He went down, and was pretty sure his radio transmission didn’t get through. He was screwed, to put it lightly. He gave Aden and her victim a brief salute as he hunkered down. He needed to think. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 01:54:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He never strayed far from Aden, wanting very much to join her in her room to be 'taken care of'. If he let it, his imagination would be bursting with the possibilities of what was to come, but he suppressed that so he could be in the moment and following her instead of just drooling in the middle of the room. <br><br>As they moved through towards the stairs he looked at each of the people taking cover inside. Everyone seemed to be doing ok, the doctor was taking care of Mel, Michael was holding up, the other girls seemed ok too. With his quick inspection done he caught up behind Aden and followed her to her room.<br><br>When they got up to the crows nest he looked around wide eyed as he started pulling his soaking wet leather pilots jacket off. "Aden this is the best room in the house." He said as he turned to look at her seeing the very best part of the view "The very best."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 02:37:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aden smiled as he said this was the best room. The roof was built far enough out for the rain to be held back. So the could still see the view of the island as it got caught in the rain storm. "Yeah... there are things about this island that are worth being stuck here." she smiled and turned around walking over slowly. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Her hand took his coat and hung it on a long line that ran along one side. "You should get undress, no seance in staying in such wet cloths." she said coming close her fingers running along his shoulder. Her one body was covered in goosebumps. "So how you feeling?" she asked softly. Knowing what he had been through she didn't want to jump him. But she wanted to touch him so bad her body ached. Her nipples hard do to the cold and her arousal. "you better let me check you out...make sure everything is working just fine." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 03:47:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she took his jacket he thanked her and turned to look at the rest of the view. He was admiring the dark rain pouring over the ocean when he heard her tell him to take his cloths off. He smiled as a feeling of excitement filled him. He looked into her eyes and he slipped right up to her, the very tip of her nipples touching his chest behind the fabric of their shirts. After a moment he reached to the base of his t-shirt and pulled it up over his head, letting it drop to the floor. "You know I don't usually take my cloths off in front of people I hardly know. Maybe you should to, to make it fair." His fingers slipped across her exposed tummy at the base of her top "Besides your cloths are just as wet. Then you can check me for whatever you want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 04:42:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aden smiled as he slid hid fingers along her skin. "Fair is fair..." she said and reach up to the back of her top and undid it. Slipping it off ever so slowly. When the came off she flipped it on the same drying line as before. Her hands came to his shirt as she started to undo the buttons. "How is your body feeling? " she asked as she opened his shirt. her fingers sliding down to his pants. "You must be tired...sore....I should check you out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 05:01:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once her top was off and his chest was bared he slipped in a bit closer to her, slipping his fingers down the side of her frame til he got to her hips. "Well I'm definitely sore, though I think I may be getting my second wind." He said as he leaned in and nipped her ear playfully as his hands slipped carefully along the rim of her wet pants, he began undoing the button as she was doing to him at the same time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 05:25:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Second winds are good, just don't...don't push yourself to far." she stuttered a bit as he nibbled her ear. Her hands undoing his pants, slowly she slide them down. And as he undid the side ties to hers she wiggled her hips and let them slide down. Stepping closer she pressed against him. "How can you still be warm?" she asked as she felt his warmth against coming from his body. her lips ran along his jaw, "You better take a seat I need a much closer look." she said a light teasing to her voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 05:42:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You are just asking for a pun about how hot you make me." he joked as his lips slipped over hers for a second. Once their pants hit the floor his erection was fully visible pitching a tent in his underwear. As she spoke to him his hands slid down her bare back to her firm ass and he gave her cheeks a squeeze. "As you wish doctor." He said, then he located the spot that seemed to be her bed and laid out on it for her, still just in his underpants.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: THe Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 05:52:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She came to the bed she had and crawled behind him, her hands running up his side. Up his back stroking and massaging his way up. hen her hands made their way up to his shoulders. Her lips kissing and sucking on his skin, his shoulders and neck. As she worked his shoulders she nibbled on his ear, "you tense all over....I should fix that.' she whispered as her hands worked his skin. She enjoyed his skin, his body, his warmth. She loved it, wanted to play and memories every inch of it. "Maybe...crashing here won't be to bad." she laughed softly and worked his neck muscles. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 15:44:38</strong>
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				Emily Knew Mel was in good hands with Jared.&nbsp; She needed to devise a way just to get some breathing room, and let Jared work on Mel and make her better. "Um Jared, I'll be right back, I dropped something back at the hole, ok?" She looked down at not at him, she knew it was a lie, but Emily was not a good liar by any means. She slipped from the dwelling and decided to walk back to the cave. She needed some alone time and hoped everyone would understand. Emily figured that everyone would be at the dwelling attending to Mel, so she didn't rush to her cave, but walked slowly with her eyes to the ground. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 17:49:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mel whimpered in her sleep, her body aching.&nbsp; She opened her eyes and looked around, seeing the Doctor sitting there.&nbsp; "Thank you, for looking after me." She said to him, "did you check my ankle?&nbsp; I..I need to know if it is broken, it did feel like it was, but I..I dont know" she said to him, her voice shaky.&nbsp; <br><br>"I hope it isnt broken I need to be able to work and hunt, I cant leave it to the others." She coughed hard, her chest aching, she hoped she wasnt coming down with anything more...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 23:36:47</strong>
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				Goner had wandered around the grounds, which he had to admit wasn’t the smartest thing in the world to do. He was new to the environment, and new to the people he had just met. Helping to save Mel had helped give him a few points, he was sure, but how long would that last under their fluid circumstances. What he knew so far…the women were here the longest, and the men were a part of the crash he’d tried to investigate. Judging by Aden, it’s probably been a while since they’ve had any masculine company. That spelled all kinds of trouble.<br><br>He stopped when he heard movement along the path and stood still. Whoever or whatever it was, was coming his way. He decided to hold his ground for now, but eased off the adrenaline when he realized it was one of the other girls. He knew they were introduced…had to be, but he couldn’t remember her name. He loudly cleared his throat and smiled “Hey there…I know we met, but I’m no good with names at first…My name’s Goner, well, people call me Goner…you know. Are you alright? You’ve got the Atlas look going on, there.”<br><br>He gave her a small smile for an even smaller joke, but he knew a person feeling down when he saw one. Many times, it wasn’t just the physical dangers people needed saving from. There were the mental ones as well.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 00:48:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily walked kicking leaves and rocks out of her path, she never even realized anyone else was out there with her until she heard the voice talking to her. She jumped a bit as Goner approached her, he had come up on her unexpectedly. "Yeah hi, it's Emily," she introduced herself to him again. Her blue eyes caught his, "Goner, that's kind of a morbid name- 'he's a goner'", Emily mused. How would he have gotten such an odd name anyway?<br><br>"Oh cute, yeah the weight of the world, I get it. Yeah well Mel wouldn't be in this situation because of me. None of them would be. I'm the reason we were all stuck here for three years." Emily's eyes fell to the ground, "Damn storm," she mumbled and began to walk past Goner, she was sure he didn't want to hear her sob story. He was probably working in his head on how to get off the island. He wouldn't understand her anyway, he looked like a mans man, the rugged type who was always one step ahead - always proving his worth. She had seen that back at the hole. <br><br>"You should go to the dwelling everyone is there. There's some water and food also. I'm sure you'll be able to help Jared if he needs it. Emily walked on, toward her cave, figuring he would be off, going to be the hero of the day.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 02:33:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Yeah well...I guess when you’ve done what I have, the name sticks.” He said absently, stopping along the path as she walked on “You could all be dead. Would you like to blame the fact that you’re not on yourself as well?” He didn’t move, more than happy to talk to her back. Words didn’t need eyes to be heard, and faces needn’t be seen to know their reactions. The statement was meant to challenge her. Self-pity is just fine when you have a nice couch, chocolate ice cream, and some random tv show to curl up to. Out here, it was death on a stick. The perfect excuse for the subconscious to “make a mistake” that got a person dead.<br><br>He didn’t know if she was that far along, but he knew she was in need of at least an ear. “Hey…I have a Pilates class at 8, but if you want to talk, I can stick around. The instructor’s hot, but she can do without me oogling for one class.” He waited, not pushy, and not needy. He was the tree, rooted, strong and dependable. He used that natural element of himself on her. Confidence without bravado, and an ear that didn’t leak. He wanted the people to trust him, and he felt that a little time could do them both some good. <br><br>“I’m okay where I am, anyway…I’m feeling less than a third wheel…kinda like the spare in the trunk that never gets used until something goes wrong”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 02:56:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily slowed and then eventually stopped in her tracks as he continued to talk to her. He was partly right, she wasn't dead, and neither were the girls. She had gotten them to shore and kept them alive. But she did change their lives. Emily needed to hear that from an "outsider", sure the girls always said it was ok, that they were grateful they were safe and alive, bu she always thought they were just beig nice to her. <br><br>She laughed and turned when he spoke of his "class". "Oh are you sure the instructor won't miss you? I'd hate to keep you from you class. Those gym fees can be murder." Emily smiled, she genuinely smiled for the first time in a long time. There was a light in her eyes a joy that had been lost. He had made her laugh with his silly comment, and she felt comfortable with him. <br><br>"So why is it that you're called Goner? What did you do to deserve such a name? Care to elaborate?" Emily wondered if he would open up or just cover up with more jokes. She moved to sit on a big rock and motioned him over. Maybe she had found someone she could confide in and tell everything she was feeling. A fresh perspective would be a nice change.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 12:16:43</strong>
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				He was glad to see her smile. More glad when he found how nice a smile it was. He shrugged off the class comment “Been paying those fees for years and barely use it. I think of it as giving to charity”. He sat down next to her on the rock, looking at nothing in particular as he answered her question “Well, it’s like this. I was in the Coast Guard, doing stuff like this for a living, but mostly for screw-ups in the water. Some irresponsible husband gets his family almost killed on a family boating, and I’m one of the guys who helps fish them out. That kind of thing.”<br><br>He smiled himself and shook his head “Only I had the funniest kind of luck. I would have stuff go wrong, or the weather wouldn’t be good for a Search and Rescue, or SAR as we called it. I’d do it anyway, and make it back with a save. One day I went out in this bad storm…nasty, nasty piece of shit storm, and the way I heard it, one of the new guys who hadn’t seen me go out before had said…” at his point, Goner had straightened himself up and threw a little country twang in his voice “Man…that guy’s a goner”.<br><br>“Apparently the rest of the group decided Goner was exactly the kind of name I deserved, because sooner or later I would be. I ran with a very morbid group, but they’re good guys. Some of them are still Coast Guard, but I’m not. I do the same thing I always did, just with my own company. It’s better for me…” we waved his hand around and smiled “At least it was, until my plane went down for some reason. Anyway, that’s what I call myself still. I happened to like it, so I kept it.”<br><br>“Any more questions? We can keep the podium open for a little while longer.” He looked at her again and gave a grin before staring back out into their surroundings.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 13:17:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily listened to his story, she was right he was the hero type. She could just tell by the way he conducted himself rescuing Mel. Coast Guard, she wondered what he might have looked like in uniform, he was very handsome and figured he must have looked fantastic in that uniform. <br><br>"Ok Goner, podium's still open, what's your real name? Who are you past that do gooder exterior?" Emily didn't like that nickname at all, if they were going to have a conversation, she wanted his real name not some nickname that had morbid undertones. She liked talking to him, they seemed to just click as they sat there. It was a refreshing change to have an actual conversation with someone other than the girls. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 16:10:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Real name? Richard. You can call me that or Rich. Please not Ritchie or Dick…I still don’t know how Richard turns to Dick, but I don’t want any part of it.” he grinned and feigned thought at her other question “well, to be honest Emily, I never thought of myself as a do-gooder. I’ve saved bad guys before. They get arrested, sure, but it would have been better for me to put a bullet in them. I wouldn’t call myself a do-gooder. I just happen to be good at a job that involves saving people.”<br><br>He scoffed a bit and spoke some more “Batman. I’m not like him, but there’s this thing with him where you know that, good or bad, nobody dies if he can help it. That’s what I do when I’m on the clock. I find a way to keep people from dying.” He hoped she understood where he was coming from, because he was certain he could have explained that a lot better under different circumstances.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 16:50:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily smiled, Ricard, that was the name of kings, a really dignified name. "Yeah I don't get how they get Dick out of that either, guess that will be one of the great mysteries of life I guess."&nbsp; She liked him, he was so nice, and easy to talk to, it was almost like they had known each other for years. Yet after mere minutes, Emily felt more comfortable than she had felt in three years. He kept her at ease, relaxed, she felt like she could open up to him. <br><br>"Yeah I know what you mean, about Batman, except you probably don't have those nifty 'Pow', and "ka-bam' signs to hold up when you're reeling in a bad guy." Ok so her comment was lame, but that's all that came to mind, those old episodes that seemed oh so campy now. "So now what will you do? I'm sure someone will be looking for you soon. You've already probably got the mind working on how to get out of here." Emily was stretching, probing, trying to find out more about him. She was starting to think of him as a friend, and it was nice just to sit and talk. Everything else just seemed to pass by the wayside. Her hand dropped and brushed his, but she immediately pulled back and blushed, her shyness returning once again as that happened. She just hoped he didn't notice any of that. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 17:20:12</strong>
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				He smiled warmly, and let the Batman comment go. He knew she was only making conversation, and didn’t feel particularly testy about the joke. That meant he was feeling better himself. When she’d asked about his intentions, he only shrugged and decided to come clean “I radioed twice while in transit here. Once when I received the mayday announcement, and the other as I was going down. I don’t know if anyone heard the second one. I was unable to get a response, so even if someone is looking…well, I don’t think they’re going to know where to look.”<br><br>He felt her touch his hand slightly, but the blush didn’t come through well for lack of light. He didn’t pursue it. No reason to make her more uncomfortable. “What you guys have done…it’s impressive. I would want to try to find a way off of here, but right now I’m not sure how."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 17:31:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He closed his eyes softly enjoying the feel Aden's hands on his back and lips on his neck. He was tense, that much was true, but he was relaxing quickly, melting under her sensual hands. "Aden that feels great." He said as on of his hands slipped behind him and rested on her thigh. As she massaged him he caressed the soft warm skin of her thigh. After such a hard day he was now so relaxed that it was like being high, the pouring rain outside echoed in his ears and the gentle strokes of her hands filled his body, by this time his manhood was throbbing in his underwear. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 17:42:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled and came closer massaging his neck and shoulder blades working out the knots. Aden was lucky she had learned pressure points a while ago. Having wanted to find any way to help her heart condition. She shook her head not wanting to think about that now. "I aim to please.' leans in pressing her breast to his chest and kisses the back of his neck. His hand on her thigh starting to make her even hotter then she was before. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 18:38:00</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3852840#msg3852840">Quote from: Writersblockade on 04-11-2010, 17:20:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He smiled warmly, and let the Batman comment go. He knew she was only making conversation, and didn’t feel particularly testy about the joke. That meant he was feeling better himself. When she’d asked about his intentions, he only shrugged and decided to come clean “I radioed twice while in transit here. Once when I received the mayday announcement, and the other as I was going down. I don’t know if anyone heard the second one. I was unable to get a response, so even if someone is looking…well, I don’t think they’re going to know where to look.”<br><br>He felt her touch his hand slightly, but the blush didn’t come through well for lack of light. He didn’t pursue it. No reason to make her more uncomfortable. “What you guys have done…it’s impressive. I would want to try to find a way off of here, but right now I’m not sure how."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>So maybe someone was coming for him. With two signals sent, perhaps someone out there has received his signal and was tracking him already. "Yes we did do a lot here, you have to adapt as best you can in this situation. When we knew we weren't going to get rescued and our attempts to get off here ourselves failed. We did the best we could to survive. Now it's kinda home, at least to some of us." Emily meant her, she loved being here, The three years had given her a kind of freedom she didn't have back home. Even though she felt bad that she got the others stuck here, she knew that now, she would probably stay and live out her days on the island. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 20:59:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I understand where you’re coming from” and he did. When he’d left…was escorted from the Guard, he’d decided to set up shop out of country. Far enough to lose the regular hustle and bustle of the States, but still close enough to have access to technology. He wanted to stay connected. He’d had relatives still alive and he tried to keep contact, but no one would be looking for him specifically…at least no one with the ability to find him. For all intents and purposes, he had to consider himself dead to the world.<br><br>“Do you miss it?” he asked. He was vague on purpose as a way to let her examine what she had and what she has now. She mentioned that she was home now, which was a big statement. It had a certain finality about it, like she wasn’t going anywhere. His question was meant to read her intent on leaving. On the other hand, he knew he’d have ot get used to the idea that he might not making it out of here. First, he didn’t know where “here” was. Second, without that simple little thing called bearing, any attempt he made to get out of here would only leave him tired, thirsty, and quite honestly…a goner.<br><br>He had to chuckle a bit at that. If she looked at him, he’d only shake it off.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 21:27:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do I miss it? I did at first, you know no communication, no way to reach anyone, - no running water. But now, the only thing I miss is my family, and by now they think I'm dead anyway and have moved on. Besides where else can you afford a luxury cave like I have?" She chuckled and looked over at him, "I just don't know how I would adjust if I went back there, to civilization, I'm so used to simpler things now. I don't have to return e-mails, run for a phone, answer to anyone. It's nice, but sometimes, when it's too quiet it can get lonely." Emily looked away again, she didn't want to think she was some desperate girl that needed pity. <br><br>"So what is your plan? Are you going to try to fix you plane and get on your way? I won't want to hold you up.&nbsp; You probably have a lot to get to." Emily wasn't trying to drive him away, but rather gage what his idea was. Would he stay or was he willing to do anything to get home. She noticed there was no ring on his hand either, perhaps he was just as alone as she was. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 22:22:18</strong>
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				His heart went out to her. Three years was tough when you had to rough it. She had her friends, which put her in a good spot overall, but she also had her guilt. Her friends trigger the guilt, and Mel’s accident obviously mad her go right back to whipping herself over a mistake. When she’d mentioned being lonely, Goner smiled and nodded slowly “I bet” was all he said in response to that, though he moved an arm around her. He did it like he’d done it a thousand times before, and he did it because they both needed it. She was still without a rudder, in many respects, and he was a rudder without a course. <br><br>Sometimes life just crashed you where you needed to be.<br><br>“I do want to try to get off the island…I still feel it’s my responsibility to do so, but I’m honestly conflicted. I’ve been living close to this…” he waved his hand around them “for a while, though closer to the beach. This place is one more step farther from who I once was. Part of that is appealing, but…” He shrugged, unsure if this life was what he was really looking for. “I’m here now. And now is all I’ve got. No 401k, no wife and kids, no plane and therefore no business…now is definitely all I have at this point”<br><br>He looked at her in the dim light. Though the trees around them protected them from the worst of the rain, there were still some drops on them, and being close to her made him feel…cozy. He hasn’t had that feeling in a while. The feeling that all they needed was a fire and a warm place to call their own. He breathed in deeply and stared back into the trees around them. The last thing he needed was the feeling that he was taking advantage of someone.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 22:55:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he put her arm around her and almost unconsciously she rested her head&nbsp; on his shoulder. She felt like she wasn't floundering anymore, he <em>understood</em> her, more than anyone else. She breathed out a sigh, she felt oddly at home with him, like they were meant to know each other at some time in their lives, she was not a firm believer in fate, but this was the closest thing to it. <br><br>As he spoke of trying to get off, she knew that he was the type to try to find a way home. Then he mentioned he had nothing, no wife or kids. She actually felt bad, someone as handsome as he was, and no one to hold at night. But that was neither here nor there right now. She sheepishly looked up, "Well I hope you find what you're looking for. I'm sure you'll figure things out sooner or later on what you really want." <br><br>She felt warm next to him, protected, and she liked that feeling. Rain was still dripping down from the trees, and Emily watched as he looked up at the trees, "Pretty here isn't it? Makes you appreciate everything you do have." Emily looked to him once more, wondering just was he was thinking, but for now, she would let him just sit there and take in everything around him. He still had a lot to think about since he was still very new to her "world".
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 00:36:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When she told him that she hope he’d find what he was looking for, his mind clicked and he couldn’t help but smile. He started to sing a little and got a little closer “I’m looking for me…you’re looking for you…we’re looking in at each other, and we don’t know what to do. They call me The Seeker…I’ve searching low and high…I won’t get to get what I’m after, till the day I die.” He pointedly decided not to look at her, and wondered if she understood what he meant. At the same time, he very much hoped that his voice didn’t ruin a perfectly good song.<br><br>When she mentioned how pretty it was here, and how much even this moment should be appreciated, he had to agree. He had to agree so much that he gently nudged her chin up to kiss her. It was surprisingly light, and soulful. Everything fell into place, and here they were. Life stormed around them, and if only for a moment, they had found comfort in each other. He’d gravitated towards her like a plant leaning towards a source of light, and the kiss confused him. He couldn’t understand how it felt so genuine without having known her. “I’m sorry…I…well…I can’t explain, but you didn’t ask for that, so I apologize” He eased his arm off of her a little, in case she decided to storm off.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 01:00:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Emily smiled at his singing and knew exactly what he meant. It was like one of those scenes right out of the movies. When the boy finally gets the girl, and she realizes everything she ever wanted was right in front of her the whole time. That was Emily and Goner, two souls that had come together, like they were meant for each other. Even though they barely knew each other, everything just fell into place and felt right.<br><br>As he lifted her chin and kissed her, Emily closed her eyes and melted into that kiss. It had been years since she had been kissed, and never like this. It was so perfect, so tender, everything Emily knew a kiss should be like. He took her breath away with that one kiss, and her heart raced. When he broke from the kissed and apologized, she looked deep into his eyes. "Don't be sorry," she whispered softly, "I liked it very much." Her eyes dipped away from his innocently looking to the ground. Emily was happy and Goner was the one that made her that way, she had finally found her peace, and she was grateful to him for that. He had healed her soul, and gave her reason to finally forgive herself for all she had held on to all these years. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 01:37:35</strong>
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				He loved the feeling of her hands and her lips on his skin, it was so arousing he didn't think he was gonna be able to control himself much longer, his mind seemed to be spinning in excitement. He listened to her speak and decided he had to make a move. "That's my motto too." He replied before turning around so that they faced each other. He took a beat to look into her eyes then he leaned in and kissed her deeply not sparing another second before slipping his tongue past her lips and into her mouth dancing with her tongue.<br><br>He slid close to her and pressed his chest against her breasts, he could feel her hard nipples on his skin and it just made him want her more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 02:57:44</strong>
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				He smiled a little at her “well…the that’s that. Come on. You should get out of this stuff. Water’s still able to make its way through, and you’ll be too sick to be nice to me tomorrow.” He leaned forward before he stood up, his pack moving a bit as he did. He turned to her and held out his hand “If it’s not to forward, Emily. The moving van hasn’t come yet, and I need a place to stay. You mind if I come over? If anything, it’ll give us the time to continue our conversation in a drier place.”<br><br>He knew he’d back off if she waved a no-go flag at him, but he just didn’t see it happening. He was curious as to what they were both prepared for, and nervous. Very nervous. He suddenly tried to think back to his last moment with another woman, and knew it had been a while. There always seemed to be something to do, and he threw himself into his business. Saving lives…subconsciously looking to save himself. But this was something different…she was something he wanted to savor instead of save, and even with a pack on it appeared as though a bit of weight was taken off of his shoulders as well.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 03:13:55</strong>
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				Emily laughed, she liked his wit, he was very clever and she liked that. The moving van, he came up with some good ones! "Well I do have this little one bedroom just past those rocks if you don't mind cozy and lived in. It's pretty dark at night, but during a sunny day, the light steams through the door and fills it with natural light." Emily was trying to be witty like him, but she felt like she kept coming off as flat. <br><br>She took his hand and led him to her cave. She had fashioned simple furnishings from wood and rocks. Nothing elaborate, but it was comfortable enough. "Welcome to my humble abode. My sanctuary away from the hustle and bustle of the island." Emily moved inside and wondered if be would follow her, or if he would now think she was absolutely crazy. A girl, staying out here, in a cave- that came off real well. She was letting him into her inner sanctum, her safe haven, somewhere not even the girls came to a lot. I was a big step, even for Emily. He would never know though just how much it meant to have him here. She motioned for him to come in and sit down. Hopefully he wouldn't change his mind and turn tail and run.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 12:26:47</strong>
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				Goner nodded as he helped her up “Natural lighting, a good amount of ventilation, and cozy. I’m sold! We’ll get a fire going, and I can get out of these wet clothes. I’m glad I brought another set, because that could have been uncomfortable.” He looked at her and shook his head “Never sleep in wet clothes if you can help it…horrible experience.” When they got to the cave, he took a look around and didn’t hesitate on going in. “The Taliban would be absolutely jealous…it’s like Martha Stewart went rouge or something” <br><br>If one couldn’t tell by now, humor was his way of coping, and his mind was still bleeding off the adrenaline highs he’d experienced today. A plane crash, and then a more safe save of Mel still had him a bit tweaked, but he was doing fine if he was still joking. He set his bag down someplace out of the way and took out his clothes and sleeping bag, and put that in a heap beside the bag. He’d need them later. When she motioned for him to sit down, he smirked and gave a firm “Uh uh…first that fire. We both need it. Any wood here, or am I going to have to look for some?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 13:19:34</strong>
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				She knew about wet clothes, more than once she was forced to sleep in them and it sucked. Emily was smart though, she had brought a stash Of her clothes to the face so she could change and be comfortable and dry here. She wrinkled her nose when be mentioned Martha Stewart, "Just imagine if Martha got stuck out here. She's probably have a four star hotel erected out I the trees in three days." Then Emily motioned to a small pit in the cave with some broken wood next to it. "That's the fireplace so to speak, feel free to start it up. I use those two rocks there to ignite it. That is unless you have a lighter of some sort on you." Emily then paused for a moment. "I'll give you some privacy to change, I'll be back there, I have my clothes in the 'bedroom'." Emily giggled and after pointing to the back part of the cave, she moved away from him, to the darkest part of the cave. She was in the shadows now, but if he looked, he could most likely make out her silhouette.<br><br>Emily slowly took off her wet clothes and laid them over a rock. She then found another pair of her tattered shorts and a very worn shirt. She didn't wear underwear any longer, she just didn't see the point, it's not like she had to be 'proper' on the island. She stayed back watching him. She would wait until he was dressed to come back to him. She just wanted to make sure he was comfortable around her. She had made a connection with him, and she didn't want to break that, not for anything in the world.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 14:24:43</strong>
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				He chuckled at her and shook his head “Martha wouldn’t know what to do with herself, and would have probably picked out some nice looking flower without realizing it was poisonous. Don’t discount what you ladies have done here. Three years, Em…that’s a long time.” After seeing what he had to work with, Goner had gone back to his bag to grab the small flint and steel he kept at the side. He could probably do it with the two rocks, but it would have been terribly embarrassing and take too long “No lighter…I stopped smoking a long time ago. I have one flare in the bag, but I doubt that we should use It to light a fire” he chuckled at the thought of it…smoking them out of the cave was not his idea of a relaxing evening.<br><br>He was thankful for the privacy, but he was an A to B kinda guy, and his own discomfort now was worth comfort later on. He tore at a few smaller pieces of wood, and aimlessly created a pile of wood shavings. He had ended up creating more than he needed, since his eyes had wandered her way. The silhouette teased in just the right way. It showed her form, without details, with hints of femininity in the surrounding darkness. He found himself craning for a better view before he pulled himself back to the task at hand. He tried to pick the best wood to use in the beginning, and made a mental note to get more the first chance he got tomorrow.<br><br>It was, he had to admit, a long time since he had to do this for real, so he tried to get the shavings into a good bird’s nest , then surround it with smaller pieces, and then finally bring a big piece or two that was sure to catch well. The flint and steel rained sparks down on the shavings, and it wasn’t long before the fire took. A few soft blows make the starting fire brighten and spread, and he added the smaller pieces, and then the larger piece on them, so they could join the festivities. He imagined she was all done by now, and he gave a small “Tadaaaa” and chuckled at himself. <br><br>“Okay. As you know, we’ll just watch out for anything serious, but we should be good. If you want, we can finagle some way to get the clothes close to the fire, or we can leave it until tomorrow. This place seems to get good sun, and we can dry them then. However you like. I’m not picky” He stood and shrugged as he walked her way. He took his shirt off as he did and just kinda…lingered. Finally he took her by the hand and chucked his shirt to the side and walked back to the fire.<br><br>“Emily. I’ve done a lot of beating around the bush in my life, but this crash…our situation…well, I don’t want to not tell you how I feel.” He turned and looked at her “I have every intention of us waking up in that same sleeping bag…” he pointed to where it was “in the morning. I haven’t needed anyone or anything but my plane and the sky for a while, but I need you…I can’t even tell you why.” How could he put in words the need to feel connected to her? How something in her made him want to get closer, to intertwine with her body and being, and hear her voiced pleasure? He couldn’t…at least not comfortably. He only took his other arm and slid it around the small of her back “Don’t make me beg, Em. I’m bad at it” he said with a little grin.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 14:30:55</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3854369#msg3854369">Quote from: BlueEyedBard on 05-11-2010, 01:37:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He loved the feeling of her hands and her lips on his skin, it was so arousing he didn't think he was gonna be able to control himself much longer, his mind seemed to be spinning in excitement. He listened to her speak and decided he had to make a move. "That's my motto too." He replied before turning around so that they faced each other. He took a beat to look into her eyes then he leaned in and kissed her deeply not sparing another second before slipping his tongue past her lips and into her mouth dancing with her tongue.<br><br>He slid close to her and pressed his chest against her breasts, he could feel her hard nipples on his skin and it just made him want her more.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>She moaned as he kissed her, he tasted too good. Her hands ran up his chest and around his neck. Her arms wrapping around his neck and pulling her body close to his. His heat warming her body as she held him. Her nipples so hard they ached...ached almost as much as the rest of her body. God she had forgotten how good men felt...and he felt amazing. Aden couldn't wait to to feel and taste and have let him take her. And she wanted to make him feel as good, ache as much...and see that not everything about this island sucked. As she broke the kiss she smiled...some did though. "I'm not done checking you out flyboy." she licked his lips and started to work down. Licking his jaw his neck...then lower to his chest. Slowly she kissed and licked her way down. her hand already sliding down her fingers wrapping around his shaft and stroking slowly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 15:02:33</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3856203#msg3856203">Quote from: Writersblockade on 05-11-2010, 14:24:43</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He chuckled at her and shook his head “Martha wouldn’t know what to do with herself, and would have probably picked out some nice looking flower without realizing it was poisonous. Don’t discount what you ladies have done here. Three years, Em…that’s a long time.” After seeing what he had to work with, Goner had gone back to his bag to grab the small flint and steel he kept at the side. He could probably do it with the two rocks, but it would have been terribly embarrassing and take too long “No lighter…I stopped smoking a long time ago. I have one flare in the bag, but I doubt that we should use It to light a fire” he chuckled at the thought of it…smoking them out of the cave was not his idea of a relaxing evening.<br><br>He was thankful for the privacy, but he was an A to B kinda guy, and his own discomfort now was worth comfort later on. He tore at a few smaller pieces of wood, and aimlessly created a pile of wood shavings. He had ended up creating more than he needed, since his eyes had wandered her way. The silhouette teased in just the right way. It showed her form, without details, with hints of femininity in the surrounding darkness. He found himself craning for a better view before he pulled himself back to the task at hand. He tried to pick the best wood to use in the beginning, and made a mental note to get more the first chance he got tomorrow.<br><br>It was, he had to admit, a long time since he had to do this for real, so he tried to get the shavings into a good bird’s nest , then surround it with smaller pieces, and then finally bring a big piece or two that was sure to catch well. The flint and steel rained sparks down on the shavings, and it wasn’t long before the fire took. A few soft blows make the starting fire brighten and spread, and he added the smaller pieces, and then the larger piece on them, so they could join the festivities. He imagined she was all done by now, and he gave a small “Tadaaaa” and chuckled at himself. <br><br>“Okay. As you know, we’ll just watch out for anything serious, but we should be good. If you want, we can finagle some way to get the clothes close to the fire, or we can leave it until tomorrow. This place seems to get good sun, and we can dry them then. However you like. I’m not picky” He stood and shrugged as he walked her way. He took his shirt off as he did and just kinda…lingered. Finally he took her by the hand and chucked his shirt to the side and walked back to the fire.<br><br>“Emily. I’ve done a lot of beating around the bush in my life, but this crash…our situation…well, I don’t want to not tell you how I feel.” He turned and looked at her “I have every intention of us waking up in that same sleeping bag…” he pointed to where it was “in the morning. I haven’t needed anyone or anything but my plane and the sky for a while, but I need you…I can’t even tell you why.” How could he put in words the need to feel connected to her? How something in her made him want to get closer, to intertwine with her body and being, and hear her voiced pleasure? He couldn’t…at least not comfortably. He only took his other arm and slid it around the small of her back “Don’t make me beg, Em. I’m bad at it” he said with a little grin.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He was an expert at making a fire, Emily watched as he placed the wood in the pit and got it started. She smiled as he quietly praised himself for starting the fire that would warm their bones. "We can just leave the clothes out to dry, we won't need these until later anyway." She hadn't really realized what she was saying, but on some subconscious level, she knew they would not be needing clothes until the morning light. <br><br>As he took his shirt off, she held her breath and bit her lip. He had a body that matched his good looks. Her heart was racing fast, and when he took her hand and pulled her from the shadows, she found herself floundering for words. He was stunning and the way he looked at her, she felt like a school girl with her first crush. She looked into his eyes as he told her his intentions, and she wanted all of it, to be twisted and tangled with him in the sleeping bag, to finally feel a mans warm body on her skin. She needed him too, and there was no need for him to beg for her. "Richard, I understand completely, and no, you won't have to beg," Emily leaned up, and pressed her body to his, kissing his lips softly as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She closed her eyes and was lost once again, this time in this wonderful mans embrace and kiss, and Emily was not looking to be found, she wanted to stay lost with him for as long as possible. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 15:31:04</strong>
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				He had time to register the fact that she called him Richard before the kiss came. He gave into her, his own lips pressed as his head tilted to search her more. When she wrapped her arms around his neck, his own arms went around her waist. They stayed that way for a while, and his tongue started to gently probe forward as his hands moved up her shirt. He clearly wasn’t thinking straight, since the sleeping bag was still rolled up, but he wanted to kiss her for just a little longer. To feel her tongue against his and enjoy the feeling of his bulge pressed against her.<br><br>After a while, he pulled slowly away and smiled “Hold that thought” he whispered deeply, and carefully walked back to the bag. Carefully because he felt high enough on her to stagger, and that wouldn’t be any good for anyone. He took the sleeping bag and laid it out close enough to feel the fire, without being unsafe. And wriggled his finger to her in a ‘come here’ gesture as the light of the fire played across his body. “Come on over, Emily. We’ve got a lot to talk about” he said, with the devil in his eyes.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 15:39:59</strong>
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				Emily's tongue danced with his, gently probing and pushing back and forth. She moaned softly into the kiss, it had been years for her, and she wanted to linger as long as she could this way. She felt the bulge rising in his pants, pressing against her body. She too was getting very aroused from just this simple kiss. She could tell she was getting quite wet from the excitement of being with Richard. <br><br>As he broke from the kiss, she almost stumbled, as is she were drunk. He had literally knocked her off her feet, and she found herself trying to find the right footing to stand up. She also had to catch her breath, that kiss, that one kiss had sent tingles through her body. Sure that first kiss under the trees was nice, but his one, this was the one that meant business. Emily watched as he unrolled the bag and motioned her over. She quietly came to his side and sat down next to him. She saw that look in his eyes, "what do you want to discuss?", she asked so innocently, knowing there would not be much talking done at all. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 16:25:27</strong>
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				She watched her sit and smiled as she asked her question. She wanted to play it like that, did she? Fine “It’s a secret…” he said, his tone drenched with conspiracy. He leaned over and kissed her on the neck, just under her ear. He nuzzled along her cheek and gently kissed her earlobe before he gently held her cheek and kissed her full on again. He wanted to get back to their earlier conversation, and quickly reintroduced his tongue to her. with his eyes closed, he took in their moment together. The feel of her tongue and mouth, the heat of the fire, and the delicious pressure of his bulge.<br><br>He slid his jeans off without breaking the kiss, though he did loosen up on the pressure. With a shimmy and leg drag, he flicked the jeans away with one foot off to the side. It was pure luck that it managed to land close enough to the fire to be heated. He couldn’t have planned that any better. After his socks, it was just him and his boxers, and he managed to separate from the kiss again to smile at her “You’re overdressed for this particular engagement, miss” he said as he helped her onto his lap.<br><br>Once she was comfortable, his hands slid inside the shirt to massage and grope her breasts beneath it, and breathed out a ragged sigh as he felt her soft skin. He wanted to see, and his hands quickly obeyed as he helped her out of her shirt to reveal her body in the firelight.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 17:03:17</strong>
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				Emily sighed softly as his lips touched her skin, his kiss on her neck made goosebumps form on her skin. Her hands reached for his his hair, her fingers gently going through it. As he began to kiss her once more, her lips parted willingly, letting his tongue tease and play with hers. She moaned softly once more as she melted into that wonderful kiss. <br><br>She felt his body move,and only opened one eye to peek so see that he was shaking off his pants. Emily closed her eyes once more and savored the taste of his lips. They were sweet like honey to her now, like a fine wine she wanted to linger on her pallet.&nbsp; Her tongue darted and moved around his mouth, moving along his teeth, never wanting this to end. <br><br>She blushed when he told her she was over dressed for the occasion.&nbsp; She was pulled to his lap and sat facing him, saddled on his lap, her legs around his back. She looked down as his hands went under her shirt, and the goosebumps returned. As his hands touched her breasts, her head rolled back slightly and she murred softly. His touch set her on fire, she needed this, she needed him, there was no denying it now, Emily would not stop - she wanted him to take her.&nbsp; <br><br>She raised her arms above her head to allow him to take her shirt off her. Her body in perfect shadows form the fire. She ran her hands down his chest, touching every perfect muscle there. She was exploring him, touching him, remembering what it was like to be with another. Emily had missed this so much, the intimacy between two people. It was tender, not animalistic, it was the perfect setting and she was with the perfect man. She ran her hands down his arms, studying the curves of them. She liked how he felt and could not wait to explore him more. Even though it had been a long time for Emily, she didn't want to rush this, she wanted to make sure every second was special, and she knew some how it would be, she could just see it in Richards eyes. <br><br>Emily had finally found the one that completed her, and she was ready to give herself fully to him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 18:09:53</strong>
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				Richard, leaned in to kiss along her chest as the shirt came up and off. He knew they had time, and he intended on taking up all of it. One hand trailed along her thigh as his body basked in the closeness of her. Ache would be their word of the day, a culmination of feelings that lay dormant for too long, as if awaiting this very night. He fought his own greed and remembered to pay proper respect to the woman for letting him into her heart. He knew it for what it was, and it wasn’t a fuck session with some half drunk tourist. She was something complete…something whole. Even in the very moment of his entrance, he knew he would treat her like fragile glass. <br><br>He stared up at her as she ran her hands down his chest, settling his own hands along the small of her back, deep inside her shorts. He was happy to let her touch, to have her fingers play across his body. She tickled and aroused at the same time, and the feeling made him light-headed. He was drunk off of her, and it showed in his eyes. Now half lit, and feeling undeniably frisky, he slipped his fingers out of her shorts to slowly ease her on her back. It required a little shimmying, but his little laugh said it all. He was comfortable being foolish with her. Comfortable with her seeing the emotions that crossed his face. Lust, concern, and a level of care too early to call love but too deep to call anything else.<br><br>He studied her hair, spread out and flat against the bedroll, and then looked into her eyes. It was too dark to see the blue in them, too dark to get lost in anything but the fire in her eyes. He stole another kiss and sat back on his knees while he grabbed her shorts and pulled slowly. Once he got them off, he stood for a bit to make sure they were put in a safe place, and also remove his boxers. From there he stood, looking at her before he ran a hand through his hair “There…I like you naked” he said with a nod, before he moved back on top of her. His hand absently pulled the sleeping bag closer to them as their bodies joined. His rigid shaft pressed against her sex as he grinded against her.<br><br>As he lay against her, one hand held onto her toned thigh while the other one propped him up some. He whispered “Tell me…” and waited. He wanted to make sure that she was ready, because if he felt any more ready, he’d start to split at the seams.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 19:16:31</strong>
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				Emily felt his lips trail across her chest and it felt so nice. He was a perfect gentleman in every respect. She felt his ands on her backside and he didn't push, he didn't go quickly, he too was making sure this lasted for as long as possible. As he eased her on her back, her heart fluttered, she had a mix of emotions running through her mind and body. Her breathing was soft and steady, but she watched his features as the firelight danced across him. Emily had never felt so lucky in all her life, it was like she was finally absolved of all the guilt and he was her reward. <br><br>She lifted her hips to allow him to remover her shorts. She now lay there naked in front of him, exposed fully for the first time. She watched as he loomed above her and took off his boxers. Emily was quite impressed with hat he had to offer and knew that they would fit just like a hand in glove. "You don't look so bad yourself," she responded to his comment. She smiled softly at him and watched as he came closer to her once more. <br><br>As he lay on her, she liked the feel of his weight on her body. It felt right, comforting. Her breathing was becoming ragged now as her arousal&nbsp; grew for him, her core fully wet in anticipation of their union. "Make love to me, " she answered him, waiting to feel him enter her body. Emily knew this would surely be the first of many nights with him, at least her heart hoped so. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 21:55:19</strong>
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				He nodded when she’s asked to be made love to and felt so much better hearing it from her. It only made him want her more. He spread her legs a little more and made sure to position his crown just inside her lips before he released her thigh and pressed himself against her more evenly before he eased his hips in slowly. He pushed himself into her, feeling how wet she was…how inviting, despite the resistance from her getting used to his cock. It was such an exciting feeling to him…like she was brand new, and it drove him insane!<br><br>His lips desperately pressed against hers as he drove himself fully in her and his hands clawed at the floor around them to push and pull as his shaft ran along her velvet course. He moaned into the kiss, but didn’t stop the flow of his thrusts within her. Finally he moved away from her lips, seeking asylum in her neck as her body threatened to break him early. His strokes gained momentum as he felt her body get used to him, and bathe his shaft in her body’s juices. It wasn’t long before his hips slapped into hers and the grunts of his pleasure were felt so close to her ear.<br><br>Finally, he pressed himself up and hovered over her to slow the pace. He’d forgotten how dangerous a woman could be, how intoxicating. He wanted to make sure it wasn’t one-sided. That she got her fill of their heated discussion. He lowered himself a little to steal another kiss, before whispering to her “What do you need, Emily? What can I do to make you feel as good as I do?” He’d moved his body against her slowly as he asked, like a wave against the surf. He crashed, and slipped slowly away only to crash again and the tone of his voice said it all. He wanted to settle for nothing but her complete satisfaction.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 22:30:44</strong>
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				Emily moaned as he began to press his shaft into her waiting body. The feeling of a man inside her had been lost all this time. She felt him gently glide in and stretch her, filling her with is thick cock. Emily's eyes danced in the fire light as she felt him slide completely in her. She was enraptured with Richard and how he made her feel, he was opening up feelings in her that she thought were long gone. There was nothing but longing and need in her eyes, and he felt like home to her. <br><br>As his lips pressed to hers, Emily returned the wonderful kiss. She could tell&nbsp; he felt just like she did. Her arms went around his back, her nails running gently down his spine. Her legs wrapping around his hips, not wanting to let him go. She felt like this was a dream and some one was going to pinch her and wake her from this wonderful fantasy. Her body drew him in deeper with each of his thrusts, now fully accepting of his amazing girth. Emily moaned as she could feel his breath on her neck, it ignited her and brought chills all at the same time. The whole world faded away for her, and there was only her and Richard, no one or nothing else mattered. <br><br>The trust of his shaft hit places inside her that she never knew existed. She writhed and rode the wave of desire with him. Her moans became louder as her core began to build pressure. It had been so long, that she really didn't know how long she would last with him. As he slowed, she looked up at him, he asked her what she wanted. With out a word, she took both her hands and lowered his mouth her her breast. She needed to feel his warm lips on her already erect nipples. To feel him taste her, to feel his tongue flick over her. She was so ready to release for him, if he would only do this one thing for her, she would surely explode and flood him with her sweet nectar.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 05:15:08</strong>
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				Richard smiled as she directed him to her breasts. That, he could handle. With both hands, he gave them both a small massage, and slid his fingers along and between her nipples. They were as hard as pebbles, and his mouth salivated at the thought of them. Before he knew, he had one in his mouth while the other was teased between his forefinger and thumb. He rolled the nipple around in his mouth before flicking it quickly. He made sure to angle his head so she could see him flick it before he switched to the other breast. He was never one to play favorites.<br><br>He hadn’t had a good reason to move his lower back this much for a while, and knew he would be sore the next morning. The thought made him smile some, and he looked up at her. He wondered absently how he must look with his mouth full of tit and craving more, but quickly got himself back to the task at hand…and mouth. He tried a little nibble of her nipple, certain that it could take it, but he wondered if she could. He was prepared to let go, but they seemed to practically beg him for it. He watched the other nipple as his tongue entertained the one in his mouth. It’s been standing tall for a while now, and there was no letting up. <br><br>Apparently, he was doing something right.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 05:27:43</strong>
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				His hands worked their magic as he touched her tender breasts. Emily almost purred at his touch. When his mouth finally lowered down onto one, Emily groaned and arched her back to meet his hungry mouth. She ran her fingers through his dark hair. Her breathing was erratic at best. He was pushing her closer and closer to the edge. She watched and felt as he flicked her nipple, he was driving her absolutely insane! <br><br><br>His mouth continued to work over her flesh and she felt the nibble of his teeth. "Mmm yes", she let slip frillier lips. Her head was spinning and her heart was racing. The heat between the was intense, it it wasn't just from the fire that burned close to them. Richard had Emily's body practially singing for him and his touch. Her inner muscles clamped down around him, milking him with every subtle movement he made. She was close and any second now she would be ready to show him just how good a lover he really was. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>06-11-2010, 14:30:23</strong>
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				He felt her body give under his tongue’s attention and then felt her hands slip through his hair, which excited him more than he ever expected it would. He moaned as he sucked on her breast, all the while shifting his lower back to push himself through her. He could feel how close she was when her sex began to milk him, and decided to release her breast for now, in favor of something a little more…fun.<br><br>“Hang on…” He said before flicking her nipple with his tongue again and pulling himself out of her, and rubbing her thighs as she released him. She’s have another chance to slip those beautiful legs around him again. He sat on his rump and helped her slide her legs back around him before he pushed his cock down and into her. After that he helped pull her closer. He was slow on purpose as he pulled them together. He wanted to enjoy the re-entry as much as possible, but it wasn’t long before she found herself in his lap and full of his shaft.<br><br>“There we go. Now let me at ‘em” he said as his face dove back into her chest. He lapped at her skin, and sucked her like it was the last bit of milk he was ever going to get. All the while using his arms to help push and pull her on his cock. He got to the point where he could only rest his head on her chest as he worked to hold his release. He owed her, and he wasn’t stopping until he paid in full.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 02:41:56</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3856214#msg3856214">Quote from: CurvyKitten on 05-11-2010, 14:30:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She moaned as he kissed her, he tasted too good. Her hands ran up his chest and around his neck. Her arms wrapping around his neck and pulling her body close to his. His heat warming her body as she held him. Her nipples so hard they ached...ached almost as much as the rest of her body. God she had forgotten how good men felt...and he felt amazing. Aden couldn't wait to to feel and taste and have let him take her. And she wanted to make him feel as good, ache as much...and see that not everything about this island sucked. As she broke the kiss she smiled...some did though. "I'm not done checking you out flyboy." she licked his lips and started to work down. Licking his jaw his neck...then lower to his chest. Slowly she kissed and licked her way down. her hand already sliding down her fingers wrapping around his shaft and stroking slowly.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Their tongues danced together as the sound of the rain falling outside made sort of a natural mood and harmony for the evening. He ran his hands over her soft skin, enjoying her curves and the warmth of her skin. When she broke the kiss he looked at her, wondering what was coming next. After she spoke he smiled "By all means jungle girl, I hope I meat expectations." He replied just before she started working her way down his body, his cock throbbing in her hand as she stroked it lovingly. Once she was down to kissing his chest he leaned back on his elbows in a reclining position and watched her with lust in his eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 04:32:23</strong>
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				Aden works her way down slowly loving the he tastes as she kissed and licked his skin. As she came to the base of his shaft she kissed it looking up and smiled'' something tells me you'll do just fine.'' With that she licked down the length of him and circled her tongue around the head. Moaning softly she took the head into her mouth and started to suck as her tongue flicked along it. Her hand still stroking the length of him as she did this. Slowly she worked her way down moaning the vibrations adding to the sensations.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lovelygirl</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 16:14:48</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3859388#msg3859388">Quote from: Writersblockade on 06-11-2010, 14:30:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He felt her body give under his tongue’s attention and then felt her hands slip through his hair, which excited him more than he ever expected it would. He moaned as he sucked on her breast, all the while shifting his lower back to push himself through her. He could feel how close she was when her sex began to milk him, and decided to release her breast for now, in favor of something a little more…fun.<br><br>“Hang on…” He said before flicking her nipple with his tongue again and pulling himself out of her, and rubbing her thighs as she released him. She’s have another chance to slip those beautiful legs around him again. He sat on his rump and helped her slide her legs back around him before he pushed his cock down and into her. After that he helped pull her closer. He was slow on purpose as he pulled them together. He wanted to enjoy the re-entry as much as possible, but it wasn’t long before she found herself in his lap and full of his shaft.<br><br>“There we go. Now let me at ‘em” he said as his face dove back into her chest. He lapped at her skin, and sucked her like it was the last bit of milk he was ever going to get. All the while using his arms to help push and pull her on his cock. He got to the point where he could only rest his head on her chest as he worked to hold his release. He owed her, and he wasn’t stopping until he paid in full.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Emily groaned loudly as he withdrew from her. She was so wrapped up in the pleasure of him inside of her and his mouth on her skin, she was disappointed that he was stopping. That was until she realized what he had planned. As he sat and pulled her closer, she sat on his lap, and eased her body down onto his shaft. Emily smiled and bit her lip at the sheer pleasure he was giving her. <br><br>He was so deep now and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Emily three her head back slightly as she began to bounce up and down on his massive shaft. "Mmm Yes, she purred softly to him. She felt his mouth go back to her breasts and she laced her fingers around his neck. Emily could not hold on, he felt too good and was making her body write with pleasure. Her entire body tensed as he climaxed over his massive cock.&nbsp; Emily moaned in joy and pleasure as she rode the wave of passion that he granted her.&nbsp; She let it wash over her and let him continue, hopefully finding his own pleasure inside her body. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Writersblockade</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 02:50:39</strong>
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				Feeling her body tense was like being given her personal to burst himself, which is exactly what he did after letting her ride her orgasm for a few seconds. His own sounds of pleasure reduced to animalistic grunts as she bounced in his lap. His cock bucked inside of her before another hard bounce sent him satisfyingly in orbit. He released himself along with his seed, and for a few brief moments, it was just them and that euphoric sexual buzz. He wanted to say something, anything that would show his appreciation, but instead settled on pulling her close while still nestled inside of her, then craning up to her for a kiss.<br><br>Later, the heat of his light workout still leaking, he’d kiss her shoulder and smile. He did die, at least to those on the outside. He died and found exactly what he was looking for, in a place he wasn’t sure existed. “Maybe staying wouldn’t be so bad” he whispered to her as he draped his arm around her. Maybe it wasn’t. Though a bird that could not fly should not be considered a bird at all, maybe this was his chance to be something different. Maybe it was exactly the fresh start he needed.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 18:03:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He was starved for her, seeing her work her way down and begin working on his cock. As she ran her tongue up his shaft he closed his eyes and leaned his head back letting a low moan escape from his very core. When he felt the head of his cock go into her mouth and he tongue began playing around his head the whole length of his manhood throbbed in her hand. There was a burning inside of him and she was just adding lighter fluid to it. As she continued to work down his dick he reached out, almost subconsciously placing a hand on the back of her neck, he just wanted her hands all over her all the time.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Crash</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 19:01:26</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3849599#msg3849599">Quote from: kaz on 03-11-2010, 17:49:52</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mel whimpered in her sleep, her body aching.&nbsp; She opened her eyes and looked around, seeing the Doctor sitting there.&nbsp; "Thank you, for looking after me." She said to him, "did you check my ankle?&nbsp; I..I need to know if it is broken, it did feel like it was, but I..I dont know" she said to him, her voice shaky.&nbsp; <br><br>"I hope it isn't broken I need to be able to work and hunt, I cant leave it to the others." She coughed hard, her chest aching, she hoped she wasnt coming down with anything more...<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jared knelt beside Mel's cot, looking into her face with a reassuring smile.&nbsp; "I have looked over your ankle.&nbsp; I've checked it as best I could by feel, what's called an Ottawa exam.&nbsp; It's the best we can do without x-rays.&nbsp; I didn't feel any breaks.&nbsp; There could be a small crack, or a severe strain.&nbsp; Either way, you're going to be off your ankle for some time.&nbsp; I was thinking that, maybe we could tear some clothing into strips, and coat them with some kind of clay, if there's any on the island, maybe fashion some kind of cast.&nbsp; If not, we'll just have to keep splints on the ankle until it heals."<br><br>He frowned slightly at her cough.&nbsp; It was deep and racking.&nbsp; "I'm more worried about the time you spent in the hole, surrounded by wet mud and cold rain runoff.&nbsp; You were in hypothermia when we pulled you out, and I've been working to dry and warm you up ever since.&nbsp; Optimally, a hot bath would have been the best option, but... "&nbsp; He shrugged at their primitive conditions.&nbsp; "Your friends managed to boil some water on the stove, and we've wrapped you in hot towels.&nbsp; I think the danger from hypothermia has passed, but you're still fighting off the effects.&nbsp; I don't want lung congestion to take hold.&nbsp; We still need to keep you warm."<br><br>The fire was starting to die down in the circle, and, while the rain was easing off, there was only so much dried wood stacked up to keep it going.&nbsp; "I think the best solution for now would be human warmth."&nbsp; He glance around, but the others had drifted away.&nbsp; "I'm going to get under the blanket with you and try to help keep you warm."<br><br>His clothes were still soggy from the rain; he had never dried out as he worked&nbsp; on her.&nbsp; He didn't want wet clothes against her skin, so he stripped off his shirt, his shoes and pants, used a towel to dry off as much as possible, then slipped under the blanket and spooned Mel from behind, his chest against her back, his arms around her, his legs against hers.&nbsp; "Now, try to rest as much as possible," he said softly.&nbsp; The warmth admittedly felt good against him, too.&nbsp; He was careful not to jostle her ankle.<br><br>
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