A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal & Aviva]
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				Title: <strong>A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>26-10-2011, 22:40:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img262.imageshack.us/img262/6427/le406as1.jpg)</div> "Don't you forget about me, I love you baby..and no matter what happens..i'll <em>always</em> support you in any condition. Take care and I hope to see you soon love." Were the last words I had said to Danial before giving him a hard kiss and then a nice goodbye fuck in the back of his car before he went off to Westfield University. My name is Christina Cole and me and Danial had been together for three years till that point. Three years of ups and downs and lots and lots of crazy adventures together. I know i'm not the easiest person to get along with, and neither is Danial. To be honest, nobody is and we all need to find that special person with whom you can gel like anything. Danial was that boy. I had felt that inside me ever since I had laid my eyes on him in the high school for the first ever time all those years ago. I like to think he felt the same about me..because we just clicked like anything from the get-go. He taught me about cars and fast machines whilst I taught him about cinema, theater and other finer things of life. When I learnt that he was going to univeristy first thing which had hit me in the face like anything was the possibility of being seperated from him.<br><br>The thought, to put it simply was an extremely annoying one. I couldn't imagine being away from him for a single day..let alone for so long! Besides this long distance relationship bit..I didn't think it could really work. I had heard so many stories of people going to college, moving out of the town and how it had wrecked some steady relationships. The thought of being cheated on after Danial went there..and him holding some other bimbo in arms was like..ugh..I don't even have words to express the disgust I felt at mere thought of that. In fact, my paranoia had rather put a strain of sorts on our relationship. It was just..really hard to imagine life without Danial being there every single day for me. But I knew I would never be able to forgive myself if I persuaded him to let go of this. It had been his dream since an age..and it would've been just so wrong of me to pursue only my selfish interests. Afterall, you had to make some sacrifices for the person you love and face everything together. He had been irritated at me in those confusing last weeks as he had a lot on his mind as it is..but in that one moment when I said those words to him..everything had washed away. We bid each other farewell with heavy hearts and I watched the car drive away with tears in my eyes despite of reassurances of my parents that everything will be all right.<br><br>I focused on my acting work and some small tours we were undertaking and working on a new one-act play with my parents. Few months flew by as I pre-occupied myself with work..getting lost in it. Me and Danial stayed in touch as much as we could..but to be honest, it was awkward. We talked on the phone, chat but the conversations were stilted..they dragged on. At times I felt he was entertaining me for the sake of doing his 'job' of listening to his girlfriend. And then, one fine day Marcie called stating she had seen Danial cuddling with some random woman at Uni. Not only once, but multiple times. Now Marcie's an idiot..but at the same time she had gone to the uni in his batch itself. So I kinda trusted her and had even told her to report me if she spotted anything suspicious. I regretted that decision the moment she gave me vivid details of what she had seen, and what might have happened afterwards with Danial and those bimbos he was having fun with. Enough was enough..I had to make sure my man wasn't being taken by anybody. The only way to ensure that was by constantly keeping an eye on him. But how was I to do that?<br><br>That was when the idea struck me. I was rehearsing for Twelfth Night and playing the role of Viola. Why not do the same? Disguise myself as a boy and go down to the univeristy, get a job someplace and hang around Danial. That seemed like a solid plan, I could sneak in everywhere as one of the students eventually too..tagging along with Danial. Passing as a convincing boy..or even pulling off being one was something I could do with ease. Although I had never done so for the duration as long as I was going to now..maximum I had gone was few hours. But then again, it would be a new challenge for me. Thus, as a result Chris Clarke was born. I walked through the doors of the Westfield with the sole purpose of looking him up. What happened afterwards..is stranger than any fiction ever to be produced...
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>29-10-2011, 22:16:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg156/Crystal_Shar/article-page-main-ehow-images-a05-s8-do-tips-become-male-model-800x800.jpg)</div>Danial stared at the pale cream ceiling that was high above his head. His pale blue eyes were only half open to avoid the burning sensation that came from not blinking often enough. The single ceiling light had long ago been switched off but the large room was well lit as the full moons light easily glowed through the thin material of the university's pale blue blinds. He could smell the bitter sweet scent of the dark chocolate he had eaten hours ago and wished he could blame his insomnia on the sugar the treat had provided.&nbsp; Sadly it was another matter all together that was not as easily understood as a sugar high.<br><br>Rolling onto his side, the blanket coming away from him from the knees down while what sounded to be a quartet of drunken students were only just making their way to their dorm rooms.Opening his eyes briefly he saw his alarm clock flashing to him that it was near two in the morning. It was a Wednesday night,leading into Thursday morning and while he secretly envied how some of the students had enough money to go out drinking every night, he oddly found he savoured the Friday's and Saturday's even more because they were the only nights he did go drinking. Yet it was not his fellow students that were keeping him awake either. <br><br>He had began his first year almost five months ago if he remembered accurately, the next stage in his life that he was going through to get to the next stage. To keep her and his sweet heart Christina from becoming replica's of their parents. Having grown up in a small town where every one knew every one elses business, where every one seemed to be connected mentally, he had loved coming here. Meeting new people, actually feeling mentally taxed but he had not fully prepared for how much he would miss his girl. A smile flickered across his lips as he remembered their parting. The true final good bye. Yet that had been five months ago and all had seemingly changed in that time. <br><br>The first month or so he had been so surprised by what truly was going on, the campus was a maze and once more he was at the bottom rung of the student food chain. While most had grown behind school yard bullying not all had. The lecture's andprofessors did not give a damn that they had never experienced such a setting before. It was time to sink or swim, Danial could remember many sunk into the depths and left in those first four to eight weeks. For that time he felt as if he was barely keeping his head above water, only just keeping up withall the new demands he had. <br><br>When finally it came to being able to talk to Christina he strove to keep how stressed he was, how much he actually missed thelittle town and her out of the conversations. He made them light and kept them funny on purpose, so she did not worry about him. With her he did not wish for extra stress or strain on either of them. Yet over time the laughter faded to forced chuckles. Her light and fun sounding voice had become grave and almost silent at times. He kept expecting that one call, the end of a relationship. That she had found someone else who had stuck it out in their town. It had not come yet but he kept expecting it to. <br><br>In the last two months he had truly started to settle into the campus life and the stress it brought. The fair weathers friends had been found out and the genuine ones showed themselves true. In particular onelass who knew how he felt more than any one else. Perhaps even Christina right then. She herself had left a boyfriend behind, coming here to be a doctor in time, she had been given several numbers and invitations as had he. At times they acted like boyfriend and girlfriend in public, his arm over her shoulder, or hugging her lightly but it was nothing more than a performance. Their loyalties already sworn to another, but the end of invitations that came with them was blissful. He had not told Christina about Marianne though. He was not sure why but it felt nice to have a bit of knowledge only he knew. Even though he had no attraction to the woman beyond a friend and fellow student.<br><br>In truth , deep down he blamed himself for the strain between him and Christina, he felt guilty for abandoning her. Often during the phone calls he had wanted to apologize to her for it, yet each time the words would freeze in his throat. Scared that if he voiced them she would scream at him, end it with him. So instead they had fallen into a familiar pattern of strained phone calls he had no idea how to break. He knew perhaps when they saw each other again, hopefully they would be able to pull themselves back together. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>29-10-2011, 23:30:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://iphone.macwallpapers.eu/var/albums/Female-Celebrities/Megan-Fox/Megan%20Fox%20Biker%20Chick.jpg?m=1308284878)</div>Anita Sambini was in her sophomore year. She had discovered early on that the way to survive at university was to pick and choose what activities you chose to take part in. Being very bright helped enormously. She was always able to get her assignments in on time, even when she hardly ever attended the lectures.<br><br>Being a bully helped too, of course. She would march up to someone in one of her classes and, peering down at them from her 6'1" plus three inch heels, would demand that they hand over the assignments for that day. She would then spend one day a week working on all of them and would turn them in on time or even early. Her lecturers were always amazed that she got such high marks in spite of never attending the class.<br><br>One of her cardinal rules was that she never, ever, cribbed someone else's work, though, and so although they tried, her tutors could never actually call her for cheating.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.tattoos.renatalemos.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/A-Guide-To-Snake-Tattoo-Designs-6.jpg)</div>Anita spent most of her time riding at the head of an all-girl biker gang called "The Vipers". She had joined them in her freshman year, endured the initiation rites, including having sex with all the current members and being given a tattoo on her back to mark her as a gang member. She insisted on choosing the tattoo herself and when the then leader of the gang told her "no", she simply beat the crap out of the woman, and said to the tattooist, "I'll have that one, she's paying!"<br><br>It didn't take long before Anita was at the head of the gang. And this particular night, she led them on a run out of the city to a dry river bed she had found the week before when she had gone off on her own, to complete an assignment for her practical photography class.<br><br>"Okay... Jeannie, you're first up." Jeannie was her chief lieutenant in the gang, her some-time lover and her best friend<br><br>"YO VIPERS!" Jeannie gunned her machine across the flat, open plane, throwing up a cloud of dirt, the red tail light dwindling, then brightening as the woman braked. The engin idled briefly and the bike swung around, the main beam headlight dazzling the onlookers. The engine roared and the bike sped towards them.<br><br>The dry gulch was only a few feet wide and was actually lower on the other side, making it an easy jump. Jeannie took it with ease. As did the remaining gang members. All that were left were the two new prospects.<br><br>This was make or break for them. They had already endured the humiliation of being tethered, naked, to the university campus flagpole, had drunk so much whiskey that they puked their guts up, and been spanked until they couldn't sit down. This jump was to prove their skill on a bike, and was a new test that Anita herself had initiated. After this, there remained only the orgy and the tattoo.<br><br>The first kid shrugged and rode off the way the others had, turned her bike and raced back. she, too, made the jump look easy. The last girl was nervous though. Her behind was still sore and she'd never jumped a bike before. Anita patted the girl on her head - helmets were forbidden by the gang's rules - and the kid rode off. She turned and rode back, no where near fast enough. She realised it at the last moment and braked to a sliding halt, inches from the edge.<br><br>"Shit". She swore.<br><br>Everyone else in the gang was laughing and jeering at her, except the other newcomer who was trying to shout encouragement.<br><br>Anita shrugged, started her own machine and rode in a wide loop, picking up speed as she did. She made the jump with ease, sliding to a stop on the far side. "Well, come on if you're coming?" she yelled to the newbie.<br><br>The girl got a determined expression on her face, as she rode away into the darkness. A few moments later her bike could be heard approaching again, but even then, Anita could tell it still wasn't fast enough. At the last moment, the girl realised again and braked, but this time she was a little too late. She dropped the bike and grabbed at the dirt, sliding to the very brink of the gully, even as her bike plunged over, to drop twenty feet to the dry river bed below.<br><br>"Oh well, too bad". Anita smirked. She mounted her machine again and led the gang back into town, leaving the failure to make her own way back on foot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 20:34:59</strong>
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				The university was like..wow..so fucking huge. It was like a maze of it's own and I was certain it would take me a while to even get used to the area and not get lost in there. It was massively crowded with students and professors going from one place to another in such hurry as if it was the end of the world. I took a quick stroll of the place, getting the hang of the atmosphere before I walked out. I needed to take of some of the basics before I began my mission of spying on Danial. For starters I needed to get a job. Not that I really needed one..because I had money to last me for a while considering how rich I was in the first place, but I figured a job at some place near the campus would come handy in integrating in the social circles and would give me something new to do. Secondly, I had to find some place to live, because I was no student..and no student was gonna do me a favor of allowing a stranger to stay in their dorm! I looked around the campus some and could find plenty of apartments which housed the students. Most of them were shared by three-four people who split the cost together. I had no such concerns and simply went for one which I could have all for myself. The old lady who owned the building was a nice one and happily accepted the payment for two months. I dragged rest of my stuff up there and dumped it there, quickly going out.<br><br>Now I needed to find some kind of job. Probably some place as a mechanic..or maybe a waiter. I kept on searching for a suitable place to work at for couple of days but nothing was turning up. Meanwhile, I dug up all the info I could about Danial's department, what were the timings of his classes and whatnot. As it turned out, my ever enterprising boyfriend had even started amateur repairing shop in here where he fixed machines of other students or visitors. It was on the fourth evening that when I was out I noticed this joint called Chipmunks which had the large sign "Waiters Wanted - Men Only" hanging over it's windows. It amused me. Why not go for that? I was a boy right now..and after all they were just seeking waiters..it wasn't as if it was some super-complex job. Smiling to myself, I walked in the place. And then it dawned upon me as to why the sign had read like that.<br><br>The bar was something which catered exclusively to female customers with a staff which consisted of well, handsome males. Sort of Hooters, but only catering to women! Some boys were serving the females, at times even sliding next to them and entertaining them by having a fine chat with the ladies. I have to admit, some of them were fucking <em>delicious!</em> That's when the prospect of working there made me chuckle to myself even more. I looked in the direction of the manager who was sitting at a small make-shift office in one corner and walked in there. He was sitting alone so I just knocked on the door and coughed some. He looked up in my direction. "How can I help you young man?" He asked me. A middle aged man..who seemed to exhibit surprising amount of grace for someone who ran such a joint. I walked in slowly. "Please have a seat." He gestured to the seat in front him. I wondered if he guessed why I had walked in. But then again it was pretty obvious..you would walk in here only if you worked here, or were a woman..or a gay man. I looked at the nameplate, it read Julian Cope. "Um, Mr. Cope..my name is Chris Clarke..and I need a job right now. When I was passing I noticed the sign outside and decided to try my luck. I have no problems working odd hours or working relentlessly..and can be available to you apart from the schedule of my classes at the university. Besides..considering your demographic..I think I would make a good addition to the roster."<br><br>I was almost blushing when I said the last line. It was rather boastful but I didn't care. Mr. Cope eyed me a little. "So Chris, have you ever worked as a waiter before? It's not all that hard..and I could use a good man right now. The girls just keep on coming in here as you can see..and they do need some good entertainment. You're unlike others working here..much more, cuter than them if I may say so. The pays not a whole lot, five bucks for each hour you work in here. You'll be paid on each Saturday and there will be no day offs.&nbsp; We're open most of the day and you can adjust your schedule around the classes. Are you fine with that?" The conditions seemed all right to me. Heck this whole situation was so interesting that I just might've worked here for free. This place provided an unrestricted access to every single secret from the campus! I nodded. "Well I have worked the job before..and I have no issues with other conditions you have just said." My class schedule? Hah..that revolved around what Danial' schedule was! We shook hands and he told me to start the next day and also told me about the uniform It was hard for me to keep a straight face considering the irony of the whole situation. Here I was, a girl posing as this handsome boy, catering women in a bar full of handsome men with sole purpose of entertaining them.<br><br>I made a point to be there next morning too, just to get the hang of the place and meet up with some of the people i'll be working with. I had assumed most of them would be pretty damn stupid, working in such a testosterone fueled environment. But much to my surprise most of them were surprisingly intelligent and open to a lot of subjects. Some of them were older men whilst some were college students who worked how their classes allowed them to. They also helped me pick my uniform which I had seen others wear. A skin tight white t-shirt..and tight tan trousers which emphasized the bulge in my pants. It was almost a farcical sight to be honest! But at the same time when I looked at my own reflection in the mirror, I had to admit, my heart skipped a beat. An awfully handsome male stared back at me. I helped the boys in some cleaning before promising to show up at the evening and set out on my next big goal. To meet Danial.<br><br>I drove my rental car in the campus..and tactfully messed up some of the wiring on purpose. Being with Danial for so many years, he had taught me fair bit of tricks about the machines. So I made sure the car would be stuck near his dorms and hurriedly walked up the stairs asking for some help from the receptionist over there who promptly told me there was only one boy in there who could fix it up on such short notice. "Can you please call him?" I asked her. She looked me over briefly. "What department you in? Never seen you around here before." She murmured. "Photography." I blurted out. She bought the bluff and dialed the number, asking for Danial Jacobs to be sent whilst I waited outside, waiting for Danial to arrive..
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 21:37:12</strong>
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				Danial clicked the hang up button on his mobile phone for the fourth time that day. He was certain he and Christina had arranged to talk on the phone that evening but there had been no answer to her phone. Instead he was being tormented by her cherry voice informing him to leave a message and when she had time she would contact him. It felt almost like their relationship oddly. She knew it could not of been anything serious like a accident or health issue or her per parents would of been on thephone informing him. <br><br>With a sigh he slipped his phone into his jeans pocket and returned back to the general room which was in each building. The general room was large, able to fit at least fifty students in comfortably. Cheap but comfortable chairs and sofas littered the floor, along with tables where most people settled their drinks or worked on. He smiled to Marieanna as he returned to the table they had for that day staked a claim on. It was a Saturday and the day they agreed to do their assignments together as they had several classes together. "Still no answer Joe?" She asked as he sat upon the couch with a worried sigh. He shook his head slightly as he brought his hand up to rub against his eye lids. <br><br>Oddly the fact that she called him Joe amused her. Lifting his head up he turned to her with a echo of a smile. She was a pretty lass. With chocolate brown hair that came down to her shoulders in unruly curls that made her look as if she had just climbed out of bed. She wore no make up but there was a light dusting of light amber freckles just over the bridge of her nose. She had bright blue eyes that reminded him of the skies that shone down on him at home in the summer. Here the sky always seemed cloud covered or in a way smoky. "Maybe she just got a extra day at work and forgot to let you know." She said with a warm grin that turned playful. "Come on Joe, I'll distract you by having you test me on the two dozen types of illnesses antibiotics is completely useless on." Danial smiled. "Only two dozen..?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. "Well if you really wish I could get the full list out...." Danial shook his head firmly and accepted the sheet of paper. "No the first twenty four shall settle me fine."<br><br>His eyes scanned the various names which were given in laymans terms as well as the medical terms. He could rely on Marieanne that way. Keeping him distracted and hoping that his relationship turmoil was so simply caused by a extra shift of work. <br><br>Days passed and the calls were sporadic to say the least, she always sounded to be in a rush to be else where but he found she was sounding like her normal self at least. That made him happy though he was not foolish enough to believe he actually had anything to do with that fact. None the less the calls as short as they were were smoother and more natural. <br><br>He was heading to the gym, a exercise he never did take to at home but he found it relieved pent up stress and also found it eased any sexual frustration seen as he had been livinglike a month for over five months. He felt his phone vibrating in his back pocket and pulled it out with a sigh when he saw it was the dorm receptionist calling him.<br><br>"Hello Mrs Smith, what issues do you have with my finances today?" He said in a light tone of voice. He could hear what sounded to be a long suffering sigh being expelled across the phone set. "Well for the sake of both of us finally this is actually a business call rather than a financial demand for your rent." He then expelled a breath of relief , it had taken nearly four months to get that sorted out. "There is a young man here just come in stating his car has broke down near your dorm. Are you able to come and have a look at it?" Danial smiled faintly. "I shall be on my way right away."<br><br>Instantly he turned around as the call ended and he retraced his steps quickly. He could see the broken car, it was the only one around the dorm at this time of day.He approached the male wholooked to be the one that owned it but he was not going to naturally assume, just in case. As he approached the car he raised a eyebrow curiously. "Sorry to disturb , I am going to guess you are the one with the car problem?"<br><br>He suddenly wished he had picked more suitable clothing. He had a sports bag over his shoulders but he was wearing a dark blue shirt that cut off just below his upper arms. While he had never been a particularly small man nor wimpy, the lack of funds , the long hours and the working at the gym had caused his upper arms to become more defined and more muscular. His skin still remained adamantly pale despite the warm sunshine that shone down on the pair. His hair had grown a couple of inches and fell into his eyes slightly. <br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>05-11-2011, 20:27:48</strong>
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				I noticed Danial approaching from the distance as I stood near the car and my face lit up in excitement which was rather hard to suppress but being an actress I managed to keep a straight face. But when he was closer and fully in view..damn, I couldn't help but look at him dreamily and sigh some. Those rippling muscles and the way his body had shaped itself..and the clothing, god. I don't know if it was good or bad for me in the current situation that he was wearing his gym clothes and seemed to have walked straight away here from there the way his sweaty body suggested, but all I knew was that it had sent a shiver down my spine. It had been five months, five long months without sex and this delicious sight in front of me had me dreaming! But I was brought down to Earth soon when he asked me if I was the one with the car problem. I nodded with an effort.<br><br>"Yeah man..I don't know how it stopped. But suddenly, it just did. I was driving around here, passing by and as if life slipped out of it. Lucky that I ended up stopping in front of your dorm because the woman inside was telling me that you're the man when it comes to these machines. Looks like you were working out in the gym..really sorry for disturbing you like this man." Sorry my ass, I just wanted to see him, and now that I had seen him..I wanted to drag him in the car and fuck him senseless right there itself! I pushed the naughty thoughts out of my head as I spoke those words. It was weird really, to be this totally stranger to someone like Danial of all people. I'm an excellent actor..but despite of all that, I couldn't help wondering if he had spotted that it was his girlfriend or not, because he knew me just so damn well!
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>06-11-2011, 11:40:40</strong>
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				Danial looked at the young man curiously as he began to talk and them rambled slightly. Perhaps he had already adjusted to the different attitudes he received here. Normally when one of the male students had a issue, they showed up, handed over the keys. Gave a very brief description of what happened and then disappeared for a drink while they waited for it to be fixed unless they were in a rush. At the same time though Danial thought there was something oddly familiar about the man though he could not pin it down to a reason.<br><br>"Don't worry about it. The gym shall be there later." He said with a smile that was businesslike rather than warm and knowing. "You were lucky you got your car here. A few of the other dorms have far more..colourful characters who have very little self control."<br><br>He spoke in a warm tone ,friendly enough but it lacked the normal emotion, the love it would of held had he known who he was speaking to. His hands gently reached for the bonnet, opening it up as if he were handling glass rather than metal probably stronger than him. "You just here for the weekend or returning?" Danial wondered if the familiarity with he man was simply having seen him about campus. Probably, he only knew a handful of people properly and in most cases that was due to his ability to fix the car. He did not look at the engine yet as he dropped his gym bag to the kerb side. "Hopefully it shall just take a few minutes, a loose wire or some such and you can be on your way. After paying of course. " He said with a smile, this time he waited to see what the man was going to say about payment. He had been screwed over twice for money here, a hard lesson and was using various tactics to make sure it did not happen again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>06-11-2011, 12:27:26</strong>
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				It was odd really. To hear him talk to me like I was some stranger..with that tone which was clearly dispassionate. As if he was entertaining me for the sake of work. I disliked that..but I guess it couldn't be helped. I smiled when he said I was lucky. "I sure am I guess..to be able to find someone like you nearby. Besides, the mischevious boys running around..god knows what they would've done to this machine if I was stuck in some other place. Had an encounter with them few days back when one of those punks tried to spraypaint my car until I chased him away." God, this was an awful attempt at making small talk, but I was going to try my best to keep the conversation flowing.<br><br>Watching Danial go about working his way through car was a familiar sight which made me nostalgic for a brief moment. His long, slender fingers moving over the bonnet and handling the machine as if it was something brittle which shall wreck at slightest hint of rough handling. "I'm new over here..came in this year, taking my class in photography." I added, might as well continue with the lie I told in the dorm. It only seemed logical to do that. "Thank god it's nothing major..I was rather worried you know?" I smiled at Danial as he said i'll be on my way to soon. I actually didn't want to be on my way so soon! But hey, you gotta play your cards right if you want to achieve the end goal. "The payment? Oh yeah..totally man. You came here in time of my need..you're a lifesaver and whatever your charges for getting this work would be..it's fine by me. I'm not the kind of fellow who would just use someone like that."<br><br>I added quickly, wondering if some asshole had disappeared in past without making payment to Danial. That thought kinda pissed me off..because he just worked so hard for things like these!
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>10-11-2011, 14:51:24</strong>
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				He smiled at the comment about the punks trying to spraypaint the car. For a moment he felt as if he was talking to Christina again something oddly familiar about the way he spoke. He shook his head slightly at the idea. His imagination was going into over drive. He was simply missing her too much was all. He briefly wondered what she was up to these days that had her so damned busy. "That would of been the least they would of done I am sure." He said as he put his head back under the bonnet. His hand gently caressing the engine as he made sure there was nothing wrong with the car that he himself could not fix there and then. "Photography?" He asked briefly appearing once more with a curious look before disappearing again. He decided not to make the sexist comment like photography being for girls. He had been in the class a couple of times and majority rise the girls certainly won but there had been a couple of guys. They though had been openly gay perhaps he was as well.<br><br>"I charge fifty bucks. I know it sounds like a lot but when taken into consideration the charges any garage around here would give you it is a fair saving. You can call and ask them how much they would of charged now if you wish. I have three numbers here if you want to check them out." Danial had spent part of his first two weeks here going around and getting prices for various repairs while he worked out if there was a possibility of making money on what he had been doing for years. He was surprised by how big the market was. Most garages charged through the noses in this area knowing most of the students would pay it.<br><br>He looked back to the man with a small curious smile wondering where he would fall into. Would he automatically take that price or search for cheaper.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>10-11-2011, 19:34:15</strong>
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				Briefly I felt Danial eye with that familiar look which he gave to me when I was with him as well..myself. My <em>real</em> self I meant. It made me wonder briefly whether he had noticed who I was..but then something inside him stirred and he had that same blank glare which he was giving me earlier, the one which anyone would give to a random stranger. I nodded at his remark. "I'm pretty sure that would've been only the beginning." And once again watched him go about his work. His fingers caressing the machine gently, much like the way he used to do to me in his arms. Gods, how much I missed that sensation..it used to make me feel so special and made me feel so..complete. I longed for that until his mention of the word 'photography' with a hint of slight disdain woke me up from my thoughts.<br><br>"Yeah, photography.." I murmured before he quickly changed the subject and began to tell his pricing system. As he rambled on about nearby garages and whatnot, I just wanted him to stop. I didn't care how much it would cost me. I had fucked up my own car on purpose to see Danial in the first place! Besides, I hated this businessmanlike Danial who was in such an incredible hurry to finish up his work. He should've given me more time! Except Chris couldn't demand it, whereas Christina gladly would've done so. And not only that, but her wishes would've been granted the next instant.<br><br>I shook my head over him offering to call other garages. "Nah..that's just fine by me. In fact, i'm willing to pay you more than fifty bucks, have seventy because you came in here all the way from gym." My eyes ran over his delicious form again. "Where you must've been busy. I'm such a goof, I totally forgot to introduce myself. I'm Chris Clarke by the way." Really, I had been so caught up in the first meeting with Danial after so long, that I had forgot to even tell him who I was! "By the way, could you just give me your contact number? Just in case this old thing decides to fuck up ever again..I could use a reliable car mechanic and a friend in general around here!" I gave him a warm smile and extended my hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>10-11-2011, 20:03:45</strong>
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				Anita was pissed off! That stupid jump had done something to her suspension or something. It might even have bent her back forks. She didn't think she'd landed that heavily but the Harley Chop was one she'd bought second had when she was sixteen and although she did her best to keep it running it was getting a bit old.<br><br>Accelerating hard made the back end wobble, not something she was used to. And not something she knew how to fix, either. She asked around on campus and everyone she knew kept talking about this Danial guy, saying he was a wizz with any sort of machine. She found out where he hung out, and got a decent enough description of him. <br><br>So, Anita pulled her wobbly machine into the lot near Jacobs' dorm block and slid to a halt. Two guys were bending over the open hood of a car and one of them was just dripping testosterone. That had to be Jacobs. She'd seen him on campus a few times, might even share a class with him, she thought, but she'd never really paid him much attention. The other guy, she'd never seen before.<br><br>For some reason she felt something stir inside her as she looked at the younger lad. He was pretty! She smirked. He was probably gay, but so what? So was she! She felt an undeniable attraction to him, that she honestly did not understand. <br><br>Anita waited impatiently for the two of them to conclude their business, maintaining a respectful distance purely from a desire to conduct her own business in private. But that younger guy, she would definitely have to find out more about.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 13:54:18</strong>
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				Danial smiled faintly as he shook his head at the strangemale. That feeling about him simply was not fading. He reminded him too much of Christina in a way. It was odd. Inwardly he told himself to stop being stupid. He had heard a rule once a long time ago. There would always be similar people in every town any one visited. He had not met any that had reminded him of any one from home until today. Why the person had to remind him of his girlfriend he could only place down to luck of genes and his own longing for his girlfriend. A smile touched his lips briefly as he considered the possibility of Christina's car breaking down here should she ever come to visit him. If it was much longer he would likely make sure her car would not be working by the time she would be needing to go back home so he could keep her with him a little longer.<br><br>"If you wish to pay more that is fine by me. I won't turn it down. Wish I could afford to personally." He offered his own hand out in turn, the fingers slightly greasy so he pulled his hand back at the last moment. "Sorry, par for the course really. I shall give you my number of course once I have fixed your car and cleaned my hands." He disappeared again and replaced the wires he did not know had been purposefully tugged out. "You want to try and start her up for me?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 20:28:59</strong>
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				"You deserve it." I replied to him simply as I moved in the car when he requested me to start the machine up for him. I was certain it was going to work and what we were now going through was nothing more than a formality of testing and whatnot. Danial was an expert with these things, and the glitch was something which would've only taken me few minutes to fix, for Danial it was practically nothing. I started the engine and instantly it came to life without much trouble. I poked my head out and smiled at Danial, giving him a thumbs up sign. "Works like a charm!" I shouted over the sound of the machine.<br><br>At the same moment, through the corner of my eyes I spotted this another woman standing rather impatiently with her bike. Yet another customer for Danial by the looks of it. She was gawking at both of us in a rather..funny manner. My attention returned to Danial after a moment of distraction and I almost sighed dreamily. He was just so pleasing to the eyes that I was gonna hate parting away from him like that. With heavy heart, I pulled out the cash from my pocket along with my cellphone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>13-11-2011, 14:53:17</strong>
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				Danial closed the bonnet as the engine came to life with not even a choking start. "Glad I could be of help." He said with a smile as he slid his hands along his trousers. He did actually have a packet of baby wipes in his gym bag that he would normally use to clean himself up if he the customer had left the car or he was alone. He had no personal garage yet and so had to use what he could.<br><br>He walked around the side of the car and accepted the cash with a smile."Thanks. I am called Danial Jacobs but you can call me Joe. Most people here do." He said as he glanced at the phone. "Do you want me to give me your number if you are staying here. Just so I can call and check you have no issues with the car at all?" He asked as he slipped the cash into his jeans pocket. <br><br>The mans gaze behind him catching his attention and he looked over his shoulder at the female. His eyes narrowed slightly at her appearance. He had never spoken to her and from what he had heard about her he did not want to. She had a odd sounding nickname. Gnats, ants or something along those lines.&nbsp; He had a worrying feeling that he would have to talk to her in a few minutes though. Part of him actually hoped she was not hoping for him to fix the bike. He could in all likely hood but he did not trust her. <br><br>Turning his gaze back to Chris he gave a smile. " Where are you from if you do not mind me asking? You look like my girlfriend from home." He said the word girlfriend wistfully though he had no intention to nor did he realize he had.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>13-11-2011, 15:53:40</strong>
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				She saw money change hands and the hood of the car drop down. That looked like a deal done. Both men seemed to glance in her direction and that, Anita took as a sign that their business was concluded. She remounted the ageing Harley and kicked it into life, rather than hand wheel it the few yards. It was too damned heavy for that!<br><br>She wobbled to a stop and yelled over the roar of the two engines, "You Jacobs? They say you're good. With machines, that is. Summat's wrong with the back end, I think I bent a fork, or wrecked a shock? Anyroad, they say you can fix anything." As she said this, she slid off and killed the engine, leaving the keys in, then glanced in through the car window at the other guy.<br><br>He was a dream. She had no idea why she was attracted to him, but she was. "Any chance of a lift? Mister Testosterone here's gonna need the rest o' the day to fix my 'cycle." She was already opening the car door before getting a reply. Anita glanced up at Jacobs. "I'll pick it up tomorrow, okay?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>13-11-2011, 19:28:07</strong>
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				God, that was just so damn nice of him to even offer to check on whether the car was working or not. That was how Danial had always been like. In fact at times I felt he was just too nice to others! But then again, that was what made him so special and popular to begin with. "Sure thing man..here's my number..." I spoke but then realised, I was still using my old one! I had to get a new one if I didn't want to be found out in the most obvious manner possible. "Uh..actually man, I forgot my cellphone right now..and I can't remember my number to right now.." My voice trailed off in a rather unconvincing manner. "But listen..could you give me yours? I could call you back or something..besides, I think it would be nice to meet again." I gave a warm smile to him which froze the moment I heard his next few words. I reminded him of his girlfriend? I <em>was</em> his girlfriend! The one and only for gods sake. "I'm from here actually. Pretty funny that I remind you of your lover..isn't it? It must be hard to maintain a long distance relationship..i've tried it..it's tough but I think if you believe, you can pull that off." How true were those words, something which I had wanted to say to him since like, forever.<br><br>Suddenly our conversation was interrupted with the roar of the motorcycle from behind as I glanced in the direction of the sound. Obviously, it was that other girl who seemed to be some sort of a rider or something like that. She was once again looking me over with that funny glare and before I could even realise, she was already in my car, asking for a lift. Well, I couldn't really say no to her even if I wanted to. She was in a bit of a fix here..and could really use some help. "Just wait a second." I remarked and noted down Danial's number on a small paper before looking at the girl. "First off, who are you..and secondly..where do you want me to take you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 18:09:16</strong>
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				Danial had been certain that not a few minutes ago he had seen the dull glimmer of a mobile phone but put it down to his imagination playing tricks. A smile touched hislips as the man spoke about it being nice to meet again but as he started to speak about long distance relationship he smiled. "Oh I am sure it will, I just mi...."<br><br>What ever the words had been about to be said were killed dead as Gnats or Ants approached the pair of them. Dumping the bike practically at Jacobs side he frowned slightly. The woman though was getting into the guys car. Oddly Danial had a feeling that the man was not into girls after his comment about looking forward to meeting Danial again but at the same time he did not like Ants. The situation felt suddenly arkward and Danial smiled at the pair of them as she climbed into the car. "Tomorrow evening, about seven pm just in case." He said to the female. "It shall cost you a fair amount." He said with a nod of his nod before giving his number to Chris. "Good luck."<br><br>He wished before turning his back to the pair of them, it was left unsaid on whether he meant the car or the girl Chris has had the misfortune to pick up. Walking to Gnats bike he looked it over with a appreciative whistle. It was old indeed but in some ways good condition.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 19:35:24</strong>
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				Anita climbed into the car and pulled the door closed, waving off the muscle-man's protestation that fixing her bike would cost a lot. "Whatever, it'll be less than taking it to a dealer."<br><br>She grinned at the car's driver. "Anita Sambini. Nice ta meet ya. Friends call me Nits, fer some reason. Uh, yeah there's a bar called 'The Dull Thud' on ninth, just this side of the tracks.... Uh, no, wait".<br><br>Her voice softened suddenly and her face reddened under her tan. "Better take me home. I don't want the girls to see me getting out of a <em>car</em>". The disdain Anita put into that one word spoke volumes. It was the hatred the biker had for the card driver, the vulnerability of being on two wheels, the thrill of the danger as opposed to the safety and security of four wheels, being in the open air and the elements instead of sealed into an air conditioned metal box.<br><br>"Yeah... home. Fourth and Union." The address she gave was on campus, it was probably walkable from where they were, but would take about an hour. "Thanks", she smiled slightly and glanced around inside the car. A tee shirt with the unmistakable logo of "Chipmunks" bar lay folded on the back seat. Anita filed this information without comment. "So who is my knight on four wheels?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 20:12:47</strong>
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				I gave a quick nod to Danial and started to drive the car as the girl told me where she wanted to go. That was, before she suddenly decided she didn't want to be at that bar. Besides it seemed to have a too weird name for anyone to really want to be there in the first place! The disdain with which she spoke about the cars hadn't escaped my mind and I couldn't help the chuckle at the way she was acting like such a typical biker. "Okay then, Fourth and Union it is." I murmured to myself. "Except you'll have to guide me..as i'm new here to begin with." I added and followed the instructions which she was giving before a thin smile appeared on my face at the question asked by her.<br><br>"The night on the wheels is called Chris Clarke. Nice to meet you Anita..or should I call you Nits? How long have you been here on the campus?" I asked her as she told me to take a quick left through her actions. The campus was certainly a beautiful one. No wonder Danial had settled so well in here. He got to do what he loved the most, and not only that, he had freedom to pursue his other interests as well. Not being stuck in the town which he hated. That, was something which I had never understood about him really. I <em>loved</em> our hometown and I couldn't care what anyone else thought about it. It was a lovely place which had everything I ever asked for.<br><br>Until now that is, with my love moving away!
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>20-11-2011, 22:33:18</strong>
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				Anita gave Chris the directions as he drove. She was still trying to work out why, as a confirmed, born-again and unrepentant lesbian, she should find this man attractive. His question took her slightly off guard. "Uh, either." Normally only gang members - full members at that, were allowed to use her nickname to her face. She knew it made most people think of head-lice or mosquitoes or something equally unpleasant, bit it was the logical shortening of her name, if you discounted Anna, which to her was far to obvious. She had been "Nits" since Junior High, and Nits she would remain.<br><br>"How long? Well this is my sophomore year so... just under a year consecutive, or slightly over a year actual. I'm majoring in photographic journalism, with a minor in fashion photography just in case. I think Mr Testosterone there is a freshman. He certainly wasn't around last year. He's in one of my computing classes I think."<br><br>Anita had seen the way he looked at Jacobs. "You like him?" It was a nosy question, but what the hell. She was never one for tact.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>21-11-2011, 08:45:07</strong>
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				"Okay." I simply responded to her answer to my question. We drove with an awkward silence which was broken at times as the woman instructed me before speaking about how long she had been here. "Oh, photographic journalism? That's cool..and I love fashion photography, not cheap shit, but real high fashion photography which pushes the boundries of art you know?" I spoke with an enthusiastic smile at her. "Yeah he's new apparently, same here." I added briefly before focusing on driving and the next question hit me out of the blue, catching me by surprise.<br><br>"What?" I asked before re-composing myself. "I mean..I just met him for the first time..he seems a nice enough guy. Showed up to help me out right away and all that." I replied awkwardly. It was real hard to appear somewhat disinterested in Danial. He was my fucking boyfriend for gods sake! I not only liked him, I <em>loved</em> him and would've gone to any lengths for him, which was why I was dressing up as a boy and following him to begin with! "Why, you fancy him or what?" I asked her in return with a chuckle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>24-11-2011, 22:43:41</strong>
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				Now THAT was an evasive answer if ever Anita heard one. So he <em>did</em> fancy the guy, but was ashamed to admit it. At least, that was how Anita interpreted the evasion. When the question bounced back she just shook her head with a chuckle. "Nah, not my type. You can have him! Left here, then pull up into that bay. That's great, thanks a bunch for the ride..."<br><br>Nits got out of the car and headed quickly into the dorm block, made her way to her room, threw off her clothes and masturbated furiously. Afterwards, as she lay on the bed, panting, she looked over at her reflection in the mirror. "Damnit, girl, what was that all about? You've <em>never</em> found a man attractive before..." She sighed softly. She just knew she had to see him again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 21:00:48</strong>
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				Danial had spent most of the day, the early evening and then the hours he had free the following day fixing the woman's bike. The poor thing had received more damage than he had realized at first. It was not helped though when his friend Marieanne had appeared for a time. She brought him a ice cold drink. "You know that bike is awfully familiar." She said gently as she settled upon the curb. "I have seen that thing about the place often." The sun was not far from setting , the sky a lovely mixture of dark oranges and pale purples. There was a faint but cool breeze moving around them as he sat down beside her. "Yes, Gnat or Ants, what ever her name is has asked for it to be fixed. It looks like she ran the back end into a mountain or some such."<br><br>Marienna's eyes narrowed slightly as she glanced at him with a frown. "You mean Nits?" He paused a moment before nodding his head once. "It could be. One of those biker girls that never seems to have a head in a book yet passes class." Marieanne nodded her head slightly once. "I have heard of her. Her name does not sit well with many of the official mechanics here. She does not pay her way." Danial sighed quietly and shook his head faintly. "Well it is very much fixed, perhaps even better than when she first got it but it cost me a fair few to get some parts. I shall just have to make sure she has reason to pay."<br><br>Marieanne watched him curiously out of the corner of her eye. "Perhaps you should just let her do what she does...her and her gang are not ones to meddle with Joe." Joe looked at her with a faint smile. "Maybe so but I won't know if I don't try. She pays nothing shall happen...she does not...She shall have reason to soon enough."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 21:51:29</strong>
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				Most of the afternoon, Anita spent studying the subject matter from the previous lectures that she had skipped out on, provided to her by one of the "squealers": students, usually girls, in her classes whom she had intimidated into providing her with copies of any notes and handouts together with any notes they had taken. Anita's problem was she was too bright. She already knew most of this semester's material and was actually reading the text books well into next semester.<br><br>Only the practical aspects of the course - actually taking photographs - kept her interested.<br><br>At three, Scrubby came by with her big Yamaha and Nits jumped on the back, allowing her second and sometime fuck-buddy to give her a lift to the club's hand-out. At five, she rounded the others up and they headed back onto campus, roaring and squealing to a stop around where Mt Testosterone was busy not working on her bike. <br><br>"Hey. I take it you're finished?" She walked purposefully over to the machine, giving it an apparently thorough check over, wiggling this, tapping that, even though she had absolutely no idea what she was looking at. "That's great, honey. I'll; see you around." She swung her leg over the bike and slipped the keys into the ignition, then jabbed her foot down onto the kick-start.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>02-12-2011, 13:55:03</strong>
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				Danial looked up from the bike he was crouched next to as he heard a clap of thunder ride into the street. His gaze met by a group of women clad from head to foot in leather, some had piercings and others had tattoos. He knew this was not going to go as smoothly as he had hoped. The group were here for intimidation purposes he was sure. He rose to his feet without sparing the other females a genuine look. <br><br>He watched Nit's walk around the bike and seemed to be making sure it had been fixed. He smiled as he watched without saying anything. His arms folding over his chest. "Payment would be appreciated now as you agreed to do so yesterday. Total is five hundred. Your bike is a old lady. You shall be better off getting a new model soon."<br><br>He did not move towards her as she climbed onto the bike. Everything was already set up. All he had to do was wait. As she started up the engine his eyes narrowed as if he did not expect her to have done such. A sincere appearing look of surprise crossing his face. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>04-12-2011, 15:08:17</strong>
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				Nits laughed. "Five hundred bucks? Are you crazy? Shit, man, I <em>could</em> buy a new bike for that. Tell you what, come see me in ten years when I'm rich and I'll pay you then!"<br><br>And with that, to the laughter of the other girls, she rocked the bike off the stand, dabbed it into gear with her foot, and wound the throttle open, pulled a wheelie and roared off down the road with the rest of the gang in tow. It felt good. The bike was light and responsive and handling just right. She'd got about a mile and suddenly something went wrong. The engine coughed, black smoke burst from the tail pipe with an explosive sounding grunt and the machine shuddered to a halt.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3019/2722265991_1bcc2b9e88.jpg)</div>"That little shit!" She growled, climbing off it. But whatever he'd done, she couldn't see what it was. The bike wouldn't restart no matter what she did. She sat sideways on the saddle, fuming and told Scrubby, "Go get the fucker, bring him here at knife point. If he doesn't want to come, slice his balls off one at a time."<br><br>Scrubby grinned and mounted her machine, taking the rest of the gang with her.&nbsp; They found Danial waiting for them, apparently. The gang second climbed off her bike and walked up to the mechanic. "You come with me, now, or you are going to be singing soprano." She said, her blade springing from her hand with a characteristic <em>SNICK</em>. The other gang members gathered around him, preventing his retreat.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>06-12-2011, 13:35:37</strong>
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				Danial ignored the comment that Nit's gleefully declared. He watched silently as her and her mob cruised away with the thunder they had arrived and then looked down at his watch. He counted silently with a repeated nod of the head. His head lifted back up just a second before he heard them return. A brief smile flickered at his lips. The device had worked, a simple instrument that he would of removed had he got what he had earned.<br><br>He made no move to escape as the crowd except for Nit's approached and surrounded him. His gaze drifted to the blade that's edge glimmered in the pale light before silently walking where they lead. He did not try and fight them or escape. He came willingly and without agitating them further.<br><br>High above though and unseen by any below a single red light flickered on and off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>06-12-2011, 22:16:21</strong>
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				Anita waited patiently for the gang to return. She shook her head as her lieutenant deposited Danial onto the dust at her feet, sending him sprawling. "That was very brave and at the same time, very silly." She told him. "You've got <em>cojones</em>, I'll give you that. Now, see, I'm a fair woman. I think five cee-notes is a bit high, but there's not many would dare cross me. So, here's what I'll do."<br><br>She paused and lifted the mechanic from the ground, grunting a little with the effort. <em>Damn this meatloaf was heavy!</em> She set him back on his feet, and dusted him off a little. "You fix whatever <em>you</em> did to my bike and I won't have you ... heh ... <em>prosecuted</em>..." At the use of that word a snigger ran through the assembled gang. It was obviously some private joke. "... for malicious damage. And What I'll do. You did a good job on the bike, my ... ah ... test drive ... proved that, so I'll pay you twenty bucks."<br><br>She paused and then, hauled him close, and whispered "Per month for the next two years, and if you ever let on, I will personally castrate you, okay?" She winked quickly so the gang couldn't see. "All I can afford, sorry". And then she pushed him away hard, stepped out of the way and demanded, "Now fix it!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 22:17:37</strong>
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				Danial had been dragged onto one of the bikes, balanced over it as if he were a bag of potatoes with the large female holding him down in case he had the insane idea of trying to slip off of the moving vehicle. They seemed to slow as quickly as they had started and he felt a hand grasphis shirt and practically threw him to the feet of Nit's. He looked up at her from on his knees and maintained a straight face at the whole surreal impression this left on him. <br><br>As she began to dust him off though his hands raised and without being rough pushed her from him. His eyes narrowed finally in a proper reaction as the woman spoke about paying him a mere twenty bucks. "Well perhaps if you knew how to handle your bike you would not have had to bring her to me in the first place."<br><br>He called out even as he was yanked forward as if he was simply a bag of flour being hauled around. He heard her whisper and saw her wink but she had not gained his trust. The woman was not reliable nor was she one that seemed to know how to grow up but he could feel the others growing closer around him.<br><br>"Deal,except one thing. The next time you decide to run your bike into a mountain try and remember to have your behind higher than it."<br><br>He said with a low tone before walking towards her bike, reaching under it, his arm seemed to twist and then a small clunk filled the air before a odd thick bubbling sound. "Change your oil should be fine and you can use that money you owe me for it!"<br><br>He said then attempted to move through the women rather than around them. He did not fear them. He was just glad Chris was not here to see what had happened.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>11-12-2011, 14:00:06</strong>
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				"Hey, meatball...?" Anita called out, strode after Danial, and pulled out her wallet, it had three $10 bills in it. She pulled two of them, and stuffed them into his pocket. "First payment" she murmured. "And thanks. Sorry about the other thing, I was only test driving it but I have a rep to maintain, y'know?"<br><br>As soon as he acknowledged her soft words, that were for his ears only, Nits backed away and said loud enough for the rest to hear, "And if you ever do that again, I'll kill you!"<br><br>She smirked and turned back to her bike, mounted up. It started first time. "Hop on the back, I'll give you a lift back, that way if you've done anything else to it you'll be on hand to fix it." She grinned at him playfully. Not exactly flirting, but he might interpret it that way. "The rest of you, get to the club house. I'll meet you there."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>14-12-2011, 20:15:16</strong>
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				He could feel his skin stretch over his teeth at the sound of her voice and the term she had used for him. He was not a violent man, never had been. He was one that vented his anger through working on cars or most recently within the gym. The place that received most of his pent up sexual frustrations. His hands had clenched into large fists as the woman offered him the money which he managed to accept while simply nodding his head in agreement. He contemplated decline her offer but the knowledge that he still remained within knife range of multiple far too excitable females for his liking he climbed upon the back of the bike. He was unable to put his long legs any where but gently alongside her own while his hands after a cautionary moment of consideration grasped the seat for when she moved.<br><br>The money being grasped tightly between his fingers and the black seating. "Ready when you are." He said gruffly while he waited to hear the gang separate and part ways. He was eager to return to his dormitory, see Marianne and then call Christina. He longed to hear her voice even if he wouldnot tell her what had happened tonight. Her anger was far more less held in check that his own and besides even he did not wish to be reminded he got beaten by a bunch of scary girls but girls none the less.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>15-12-2011, 20:28:12</strong>
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				Anita rode back to Danial's dorm block, the guy's weight heavy on the back of her bike. "For fuck's sake, lean with the bike! Ain't you ridden before?" She yelled at him over the wind. She was relieved that he didn't try and grope her like some guys did while riding pillion behind girls. Finally she pulled up in the parking lot and smiled at him as he dismounted. "Thanks for keeping your hands to yourself. Look, I would have come back with the money. I know you don't believe me, and frankly I don't care. That was a dumb stunt you pulled. Suppose I'd been alone in the desert, miles from anywhere when that had gone off, whatever it did? Or taking a fast curve? Shit, man, you could have killed me!"<br><br>She shrugged, to indicate that her own death was not particularly important to her. "Anyway. I'll pay you off as quick as I can okay? Maybe if I get lucky at the track tonight..."<br><br>And with that, she roared off into the sunset.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>18-12-2011, 12:09:56</strong>
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				He smiled slightly to himself as he purposefully placed his weight down upon the bike rather than swaying from side to side as she did. He remained stoically centered upon the vehicle even when her voice cried out from ahead. A low chuckle coming from his throat , perhaps indicating he was doing it on purpose but he did not speak to her until the bike had come to a stand still. <br><br>He quickly climbed off of it and slid the money into his shirt pocket while she spoke rapidly. "I have a girlfriend back home and no interest in a girl thatseems to have fun passing her time hazing her way through." His eyes narrowed on her slightly as she began to talk about what she seemingly did not even know. He leaned forward slightly. "It was set to go off after you had roared off for a mile so there would of been no chance of you getting into the glowing sunset nor being able to hitch hike your way until finding some sexy students to get a ride from and possibly more. As much as your fantasies may appear to be I knew what I was doing. Also unless you wish every camp officer on your tail you were not going to go too fast in that mile vicinity no matter which direction. Perhaps you should reconsider your own dumb stunts next time...especially if no other mechanic in town will service you any more."<br><br>He shook his head to himself as the girl spoke of getting lucky at the track and wondered whether he was going to be seeing the rest he was owed any time soon at all. As the girl sped out of sight he sighed quietly and walked up to his own dormroom. Marieanne was on his bed with the video camera in her hands.<br><br>"You catch everything?" He asked softly as he sat at the end of his bed, the light remaining off. "I did Joe, from their arrival to their departure, the groups return and even your own. The camera has everything." She said softly before passing him the camera. He switched it off after reviewing the footage and placed it in his drawer. "What are you going to do with it Joe? You have enough there to get them all thrown out." Danial stared at his drawer for several minutes before finally answering. He recalled the casualway the girl perceived her death and found it strange and curious. "I am going to keep it for now. See if this Nit's holds up her end of the bargain. If not...she won't be here much longer. I may save this guy called Chris from her clutches. She seemed to be interested in him though that could be trying to find a way to use him. He seems nice enough and I would not want another being burned by her. Thanks for doingthis Marianne." <br><br>She chuckled quietly before rising from his bed and stroking his hair in a way that could only be seen as friendly. There was no intimacy to it. "I am not sure what you are thanking me for. You did the hard work. I merely got to watch it all. Any way I am going to go and call mine. I am sure you shall be eager to call Chris. See you tomorrow."<br><br>Danial nodded his head slightly to Marieanne with a warm smile. "Sleep well Marieanne."<br><br>Once his door was closed and locked he picked up his phone and called Chris as he laid upon his bed. Hoping that just this once the say would go smoothly.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>20-12-2011, 18:11:19</strong>
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				As soon as I dropped Nits, I drove shaking with excitement. As you can guess, after seeing Danial in all of his greek-god glory..that sweaty sexy form of his had aroused me like anything. I made my way back to my apartment as fast as I could locked the door and masturbated furiously until I had an orgasm so explosive that it reminded me of the last time me and Danial had fucked together. As I lay there panting on bed I looked at myself in the mirror and chuckled at the sight. I knew I had to see him the one way or another. Few minutes later Chris was again standing in front of the mirror, adjusting his hair. My mind went back to that biker girl once again..Nits. She sure was an amusing character and that..odd fashion in which she had kept on staring at me. I wondered if I would ever meet her again. I just hoped that Danial doing business with her won't land him in some trouble. He was a tough guy and could handle himself, no doubts on that count..but Nits just seemed to be a little bit crazy and short tempered to me.<br><br>Rest of the day was just spent being lazy and walking around the campus, finding my way through it..getting to know the ins and outs of the large place until it was finally evening. And that meant my first night at the new job. But before that, I needed to do something else first. I needed an alternative number and that is what I did by getting a pre-paid cellphone with couple of hours I had before I head off to work. At least now I won't have an awkward moment when Danial asked me for number or the awkward moment when he calls Christina in front of me! I got back to the apartment had a quick change of clothes, changing into my work uniform..the clothes fit so damn..tight on my body. They were constructed carefully and made the bulge in the pants stand out rather prominently and I was almost afraid for a moment that they might flatten my breasts permanently! I drove towards the Chipmunks Bar with the night taking over.<br><br>I stopped in the parking lot, it's glittering neon signs lit all over. The night was just beginning to kick off as I walked in the place through staff entrance in the back. Loud electronic music was playing as I ran my eyes all over the place..god, I was having some serious trouble shaking my eyes off some of the boys in there. I grinned to myself as I heard Mr. Cope speak to me. "Go for it Chris. Just enjoy and relax..this is a job which any man would love." I just nodded at him and walked out. The atmosphere in there was intoxicating, it had a high of it's own. Most of the tables were already filled, handsome men serving the girls in there..most from uni. Some of them were sitting with the girls, sweet talking and entertaining them. I spotted a pair of blondes who had pointed towards me. Twins. I quickly made my way in their direction and smiled sweetly. "Hey girls..how help you?" The blonde giggled as she looked over my name on the uniform. "So, you're new here..is that it? Get us some beer. My name's Ashley and she's Tanya." I glanced over at the other girl who grinned at me and winked at me before licking her lips as she looked me over. Moving tothe bar, I quickly got their drinks and placed them on their table. "Anything else I can help you with ladies?" I asked them. "We'll let you know if we need anything Chris..and something tells me..we definitely will!" Tanya laughed as I walked around some in the bar.<br><br>Looking things over, observing..how the rest of the crew behaved, having a small chat with some of the boys who weren't occupied with things until I noticed someone familiar...
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>26-12-2011, 00:38:48</strong>
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				Anita went to the track that evening. It was the monthly meet and she had a score to settle.<br><br>Her bike wasn't the fastest, by any means, but running the track wasn't always a matter of straight speed. There was a lot of skill at handling the bike and a fair bit of luck involved too. She had a stake of ten dollars. All she had left after giving Ape-Man his first payment. She placed a couple of safe bets and managed to win her entry fee. As ever, she had her eyes on the prize money - a thousand bucks cash. So far she'd come second twice, always beaten by a guy from the Burners MCC. She saw him standing with his gang and leered, pointed at him then at her behind then at her chest. <em>Your ass is mine!</em> She grinned as he scowled at her and slid a finger suggestively into his mouth, pointed at her then at his crotch <em>Suck my cock!</em><br><br>She pointed at him then put both hands together against the side of her head and leant her head over onto them. <em>In your dreams!</em><br><br>The preliminary races had already begun, the illegal even organised by the local Angels chapter and marshalled by the Outlaws. Anita's heat was called and she lined up on the start with four others. The gun went and she wound the throttle open. Not too hard. One guy, less experienced, did that and pulled a wheelie. That lost him traction, increased his air resistance and put him at the back. Nits was in second after a woman from Pinkies with one of the Angels' own newcomers hard on her tail. They raced up the dry river bed, weaving left and right. Up ahead, the track climbed out of the gulley up a couple of narrow ramps. Nits watched as the Pinkie went for the first ramp. She smirked. That ramp was shallower and looked faster, but the river bed took a slight turn between it and the second ramp. Nits cut the corner and, gunning the engine, shot up the steeper ramp, reaching the level dessert plane ahead of the Pinkie. There was a yell from behind her. Glancing in her mirror she saw the Angel, following her up the ramp, try to occupy the same space as the Pinkie. The women refused to give way and the angel crashed over the lip back into the gully.<br><br>Nits grinned and rounded the marker that indicated the point where the track left the river bed. Pinkie was hot on her tail. Wheelie guy was still last, and between them was some independent rider on a fancy Jap machine. The independent saw the two women ahead of him go around the rock that marked the turn and tried to be clever. Instead of rounding it he tried to cut the corner. But the track was laid out very carefully. The bike's wheels sank deep into the soft sand and the rider came tumbling off. Nits poured on the power, roaring away from the gully. She passed the second marker and slammed the brakes on, throwing up a spray of dirt as she wheeled the bike around and poured the power back on, even as Pinkie shot past her, also braking hard. <br><br>Mr Wheelie was still coming at her head on as she accelerated as hard as she could toward the gulley. The bike had never handle better and, she thought, if she won, she would give Danny-boy a bonus out of the prize money. Wheelie decided to try and chicken her, but she wasn't having any of it, and he swerved aside, losing even more time, as she shot past him doing a hundred ten. The gulley arrived fast and she flew across it with ease, slammed the bakes on and skidded to a stop, much to the surprise of Pinkie who had jumped a second after her and was apparently trying to shave the corner and regain the lead. As Nit's cracked the throttle again, moving swiftly forward, Pinkie suddenly saw Nits' bike crossing her track. The other woman was unable to swerve, unable to stop, panicked and dropped the bike. Nits didn't even notice as she sped away, the Pinkies' bike missing her back tyre by two inches.<br><br>The flat track got narrower and narrower here as a second gulley closed at an acute angle, joining with the first a little way ahead. The cautious could take a ramp down into the second, narrower and windier gulley. The brave (or foolish) road to the "nose" and jumped off it. Nits had never been cautious in her life. She took the leap, landed her bike safely on the small area that was clear of debris, and raced to the finish.<br><br>Wining her heat was the start of a good evening. She won her quarter and her semi, too. And in the final, there was the ass-hole she had never yet beaten. <em>First time for everything</em>, she thought as she lined up with him at the start. She was in second place.... and stayed there. Right on his ass, all the way. Up the second ramp, round the turn. She considered shorting the second marker but... that marker was placed at the minimum distance ANY bike could accelerate to a safe jumping speed on, and she knew her bike needed an extra two yards. The bastard braked right in front of her, before the marker, forcing her to swerve and loose half a second more. She cursed her stupidity of being right on his tail, knowing that would happen. Suddenly she was in third. She hammered towards the gully, actually regaining second place in mid air, touching down just feet from the Burners' champion, and risking a blown tyre and a broken leg as she hauled her machine through a sixty degree turn in about three feet, with the throttle still wide. It paid off and as they raced towards the nose, the two bikes were wheel to wheel.<br><br>But that was a problem. The nose got narrower and narrower, until, just before the jump, it was only wide enough for one bike.<br><br>Nits refused to give, even as she saw the jump coming up. The edge of the bluff crumbled beneath her tyres, and beneath his as the track narrowed. Their shoulders touched and suddenly he was gone, over the edge and into the gulley, where the landing was littered with tree trunks and boulders. Nits made the jump and roared on to victory.<br><br>She claimed her prize money from the head of The Hells Angels Chapter, $1,000&nbsp; plus her entry fee refunded. She rejoined her gang and then, feeling magnanimous, walked over to where the Burners were gathered around their defeated leader who was nursing a broken rib and a sprained ankle.<br><br>"Good race." She smiled at him. "Sorry about the bike". <br><br>He looked up, surprised, and then shrugged. "It's fixable. You rode well. I'll get you back next time."<br><br>Nits shrugged. "We'll see..." She swaggered away, drawing wolf whistles as her backside swayed inside her skin-tight leathers.<br><br>To celebrate, she headed for Chipmunks with her gang in tow, wanting to leer at some scantily clad men and make them feel small, she said.<br><br>She swaggered into the place, drawing ominous looks from the bouncers and led the gang to a number of tables that, while not vacant when she entered, swiftly were as she approached. And there, standing by the bar and chatting with some of the muscle-men, was Chris. She smiled and raised an eyebrow, as if to say "fancy seeing you here?" She was sweaty and covered in dust, but she didn't care. For some reason her heart leapt as she saw him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>26-12-2011, 19:29:45</strong>
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				The Chipmunks was literally <em>exploding</em> with people all over. But it paused the moment Nits had walked in with her crew. She looked as dirty as they come and as if she had just come from a massive fight..or whatever the hell she had been doing out there. Some pretty crazy stuff I reckoned. The tables which were packed when she came in emptied hurriedly as some of the girls had an 'oh em gee' moment as they quickly disappeared outside. I could see them walking into another restaurant nearby as Nits and her gang took their seats. I figured now would be the time when plenty of alcohol would be consumed. I just wondered if it was all supposed to be on the house or not. Probably not. Cope looked like a tough man to me&nbsp; beneath all that smooth and polished exterior.<br><br>Nits had recognized me and I smiled back at her. "Why so surprised? I <em>work</em> here!" I answered her with a chuckle. "You look like you could use a beer." I murmured, still staring at her. I had to say there was a certain appeal in that whole ragged look she was carrying..and she was carrying it <em>very</em> well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>26-12-2011, 20:37:14</strong>
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				Anita grinned at the boy. "Yeah, I know. Normally I wouldn't be seen dead in a place like this, but you're such a wonderful conversationalist that I just <em>had</em> to pop in so we could discuss quantum mechanics and how they relate to Einstein's theory of General Relativity..."<br><br>The gang near her looked totally bemused at her words, and one of them growled something that included the word "Nerdgeek". There was a sharp snick, barely drowned out by the music, and Anita was suddenly kneeling on the girl's lap, her blade tip touching the girl's throat. The expression on the gang-leader's face was not one you ever wanted to see twice. No one ever saw it a third time!<br><br>"What did you say, you piss-drinking whore?"<br><br>"Uh... I.. said that..." The young woman was suddenly very pale. "... That I didn't think ... we had a.... uh..." She paused and the knife drew a drop of blood, "A nerdgeek as a leader. I was right, we don't!" She added hastily.<br><br>"Good." Anita's knife vanished and she returned to her seat. "Peedee, I'm going to let you off, because you're new. That's your new name, by the way; Peedee. Jenno, Koolie, take Peedee to the ladies and make sure she understands why she's now called that." Two of the gang stood up with evil grins on their faces. Peedee stood, uncertainly, and was escorted by them in a really friendly manner, to the ladies toilet.<br><br>Anita turned back to Chris and shrugged, a strange smile on her face. "Sorry you had to witness that, but you've got to maintain discipline, you know? Easy, girls, it's all cool. Chris could you call off the meat?" A couple of bouncers had made their way over to the table at the first sign of trouble, to be met by two of the gangs largest. Anita wasn't big, but she was vicious, and that's why the gang followed her. But her Security, her own bouncers from the club house, were BIG women and afraid of no one. <em>They</em> followed her because they didn't have the brains to lead.<br><br>Anita stood up and met the bar's manager who had made his way over. "It's all cool, Sir." She was deliberately respectful. "One of my girls was feeling a little unwell. She's gone to the ladies with two friends to help her feel better. We're here for a few drinks, and a little entertainment. No trouble, okay?"<br><br>The biker pulled out the roll of her winnings and peeled off four of the fifties. "Not sure what that will get us in a classy joint like this, but..." She glanced at two of the others whom she knew had won big by betting on her. They reluctantly pulled out their rolls and peeled off some notes. That made four hundred bucks. Anita handed the cash to the landlord. "Here, open us a tab and have Chris here let me know when that's gone okay?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>26-12-2011, 21:03:04</strong>
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				I wasn't sure if she was being sarcastic or serious when she spoke wanting to discuss quantum mechanics of all things with me. But then again after only an evening in here, I had seen so much crazy stuff that women in here wanted to do to boys in here, I wouldn't have been surprised if she actually got off a discussion like that! And then I too heard someone calling her a nerd. God, these biker girls were just so full of cliches. But what happened afterwards was well, a crazy scene as a blade had popped out in Nits's hands as she was literally threatening the girl who said those words. A newbie to the gang by the looks of it. I didn't really bother much about it considering it appeared to be an internal manner amongst the girls and the last thing I wanted to be involved in was some kind of retarded biker brawl over their internal issues. Only thing me and anybody else in here was concerned about was our well being, and of the bar. The woman who insulted the leader was escorted towards the ladies room rather unceremoniously for what appeared to be some seriously nasty punishment.<br><br>I was speechless by the time she turned around. Rather savage behavior that. And to think she was explaning it to me why it was done! I maintained a cold face through an effort and just shrugged in return. "Hey..whatever floats your boat." My eyes darted to the boys who had popped up hearing the commotion and those large, scary looking women from the gang, dumb muscleheads in Nits's employ were heading to face them. If any one of those muscleheads uttered a word, I felt that things just might explode. I looked at one of the boys and waved at them, signalling them that everything was all right and there was nothing to worry about and gave a thumbs up sign. They stopped in their tracks and gave me a hard look before giving a quick nod and walking back again. I gave a sigh of relief at that as I noticed Mr. Cope walk out. "What is all the commotion about Chris?" He asked me and I just shook my head. "Nothing Sir..just a little trouble to one of the customers who wasn't feeling well." Nits answered the same in a charismatic, nonchalant manner.<br><br>"Fine, just keep it cool and we'll all have a good evening. Me, you and rest of the patrons." Mr. Cope added as he turned to get back at his place until he heard Nits speak about the arrangment about the tab. "Uh, yeah that's fine by me." He added and accepted the cash. "Chris, you shall handle these ladies from now on." Mr. Cope walked away back to his cabin whilst I stood there in my place and looked at Nits again. "Some evening, eh?" I smiled. "So, what is that you ladies want? Apart from plenty of beer to kick things off?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>26-12-2011, 22:45:02</strong>
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				Oh he was so very pretty. Anita just looked at him for a moment, unable to believe that he was actually a boy, in this dim light. His features were neither one nor the other. His chest was muscular, under that tight tee-shirt, but those pecs could just as easily be very small AA-cup breasts. The skin-tight shorts, though... there was the give-away. The thing that made Anita cringe and loose interest in him, until he turned away from her and she saw that really, <em>really</em> cute backside. Damnit, from the back he was so definitely a she that the biker wanted to reach out and pinch her.<br><br>But there was that lump in the front of the shorts. That was the defining thing. That marked Chris as not Anita's type. <br><br>The young waiter asked what she wanted, and she shrugged. "Beer's good. Couple of kegs to start us and enough mugs to go around? The girls will keep it cool. Won't you girls?" The question was loaded with threat. She grinned at Chris, "Pebbles and Bambam there, they don't drink much, and what they do goes straight to their bladders, so they tend not to get rowdy. They like things nice and peaceful, do Pebbles and Bambam, and they get upset if the other girls disturb their peace."<br><br>She smirked a little. "As for what else we might like... Let's see..." She grabbed a menu from a passing waiter, "A bucket of hot wings, two large peperoni pizzas, two garlic breads and a plate of loaded skins."<br><br>The gang approved her choices and one called out "Nits? A couple plate o' fries?" <br><br>"Hmm, yeah, make that four plates of curly fries." She grinned, "Then you come and sit on my lap and explain what a nice boy like you is doin' workin' in a place like this?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>27-12-2011, 18:29:05</strong>
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				I nodded as I quickly made a mental note of the order. My eyes wandered towards the duo bearing the amusing name of Pebbles and Bambam. They were the two large ladies which also served as Anita's bodyguards. It was almost funny how docile they seemed right now but could turn into weapons of mass destruction if the situation called for it. Plus it appeared that Nits was interested in keeping the girls in check. This was a popular joint after all and a rather enjoyable place to be when one came to think about it. "I'll get the mugs and place your order." I spoke as I was about to turn when I saw Nits give me a grin and ask me to sit in her lap. I walked away, rolling my eyes. Okay, this was just fucking weird, I was to sit in the lap of another woman of all people? I was used to being in Danial's lap for fucks sake! Not some random biker chick! I signalled one of the stronger boys to help with serving the drinks. His name was Josh, he had been here for a while. "What the hell are you doing Chris?" He hissed out at me. I looked at him, puzzled. "What do you mean i'm doing..i'm just doing my job!" He shook his head in return. "Damn man, you're new here..those girls are trouble..if it wasn't for Mr. Cope. You better not mix with them once you're off duty..just a friendly warning." I shrugged at that. Julian was watching the scene from his office, just making sure things were in order.<br><br>We returned with the drinks and I looked at Anita. "The food will be here in few more min." And flashed her one of my charismatic smiles, switching the gears. I'm not sure if it actually happened or not..but I think I most definitely heard one of the women couple of tables behind me sigh rather dreamily as I went past her. Talk about having a confidence booster! Turning the swagger on, I slipped on to Anita's lap, a rather odd place to be in..but frankly I didn't care anymore. This was Chipmunks and it was our job to entertain the ladies who came in here no matter what! I grinned at the question put forth by Anita. "What i'm doing here? Just what every boy does dear..girls, girls and more girls!" I chuckled, getting totally in the groove of things as I looked in Anita's eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>29-12-2011, 22:45:36</strong>
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				Anita grinned as the kegs arrived and the girls started serving the beer up. Someone provided her with a glass full that she sipped at cautiously. And then Chris sat on her lap as requested. It felt - natural. The buttocks were soft, not hard like a guy's. He answered my question. Girls, huh? <br><br>"Hey Nits, you ain't goin' straight are ya?" Someone called out. <br><br>Anita chuckled. "What if I am? anyway, Chris here is totally gay. He has the hots for the guy who fixed my bike, doncha Chris?" And she pinched his cheek between thumb and forefinger, like a mother would to a chubby baby. That was just so much fun. Especially as a real hunk of a guy who was almost certainly gay was walking past and his head did that slow swivel that a dalek's head does, his eyes looking Chris up and down.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>30-12-2011, 17:34:48</strong>
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				I looked at Nits as she spoke about Danial and the way I was looking at him earlier, as if to humiliate me. I just laughed at that. "Maybe I am, or maybe I swing both ways..or maybe he's just someone who I thought was a nice person!" I replied to her but then I felt her pinch my cheek, god this girl was an odd one! "Yow, we're not babysitting here dammit!" I warned her as my eyes rolled over to that hunk who was looking me up and down, I didn't knew his name..yet to meet him but he definitely looked gay all right.<br><br>"So, how can I make the evening enjoyable for a charming lady such as yourself Nits?" I asked her as I put my arms around her neck and smiled softly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>30-12-2011, 18:40:20</strong>
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				Anita turned her head with an amused expression as Peedee was dragged back from the ladies. the new girl's face was green and her hair and face were wet, her locks plastered down over her scalp. There were signs of wetness around the collar of her jacket too. Anita grinned. "Nice drinkies?" She asked. the punished girl blinked at Nits, looked at the two girls who had escorted her into the toilet, then nodded mutely.<br><br>Anita chuckled and wrapped her arms around Chris. "I think my evening is progressing just fine, sweetie." She reached for her beer and felt something vibrate between Chris' hip and her belly. "Say, is that a mobile phone in your pocket or are you <em>really</em> happy to see me?" She giggled and the girls around her who had heard the quip laughed too.<br><br>"Well, aren't you going to answer it?" I set my beer mug down again and wrapped my arms back around his waist.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>30-12-2011, 18:52:06</strong>
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				I threw a glance in the direction of one of the biker girls being dragged out from the restroom..she looked..messed up. God these women were crazy and I here I was, sitting in lap with the craziest of the lot! My attention returned to Anita when she wrapped her arms around me as my cellphone rang and vibrated, providing all the more room for Anita's wisecracks whilst wondering at the same time who was the person calling me. I actually prayed it wasn't Danial although it was usually he who called at this hour. "A bit too overconfident in your abilities..aren't ya?" I chuckled and carefully pulled out the cellphone. "Shit..." I murmured. It <em>was</em> Danial. God, this was an odd as fuck situation. But I knew he would be worried to death if I didn't answer. I answered the call. "Uh..hey..there.." I spoke in an awkward tone, hoping nobody would notice it amidst the loud music and constant chattering around us.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>03-01-2012, 22:46:49</strong>
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				The phone rang six times and Danial was practically convinced that it was going to head to voice mail when finally a voice answered. The voice sounded slightly distorted though but amongst the chaotic choir of voices that he also heard that seemed probable. The music in the back ground was loud and he had to place one finger over his other ear to try and focus on the sounds separately. Chris must be at a party. Not unusual for her. Yet there was that odd tone.<br><br>He shook his head slightly to himself, he must be imagining it. Perhaps his guilt was trying to alleviate itself by sensing wrong in her. "Hey sweet heart, sounds like I called you at a wrong time. Are you at one of the lads house parties?" <br><br>He spoke of the lads of theirtown, those they had grown up with and in most cases celebrated everything with. "Who is celebrating what? I did not think it was any ones birthday until next month."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>04-01-2012, 19:19:52</strong>
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				I was still speaking in that awkward tone as Danial responded to me. "Um..yeah. At one of the parties. Having a blast actually. No..no..particular reason. Just having a good time actually. Listen I really can't hear you properly right now..i'll call you when I get home alright?" I spoke hurriedly before hanging up with a heavy heart. It hurt me a lot to leave him hanging like this. He didn't deserve to be put through something like that. But now, that the call was over my attention returned to the woman in front of me. "So, what were we discussing?" I asked Nits as I drank some beer myself before lighting up a smoke.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>04-01-2012, 20:21:39</strong>
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				Danail lowered the phone in time to see the screen flash green indicating the phone had ended, been cut within less than two minutes. He had barely got in his good bye. In fact he was not certain she had even hung on long enough to even hear that. Sighing deeply he placed the phone on his bed side table before picking up the photo of Christina. Looking at it made him smile as his finger traced along the out line of her in the dress she wore.<br><br>He sighed again and put the photograph in place. Walking towards his desk he got out his books and decided the time to get pro active on his home work had arrived. Just in time for the room next door to decide to celebrate it being the weekend. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 07:16:29</strong>
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				Anita listened with interest to the half of the conversation she could hear. It was so weird. Chris was suddenly talking softer, almost ... almost like a girl! And he said he was at a party? Well he was, in a way, but... He helped himself to a glass of my beer and I chuckled and rolled myself a joint. "You. You're a little liar." I smirked at him. "Telling your boyfriend you're at a party, when actually you're working at a nigh club." I wondered if he would let the BF comment slide by. The call had him rattled I could tell, but I was more and more convinced that Chris was gay.<br><br>But that was okay - so was I!<br><br>How the heck it was going to work between us... Well I suppose I would do to him what I did to a lot of the girls. That big black strap on up his behind. He would love that, and I would get a kick out of it too. "I reckon, honey, that you don't want him to know you're working here with all these sexy men. Well I tell you what, you think of me as a sexy guy too, huh? And that way I won't steal your phone and call him to tell him what you're up to!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Shakespearian Conundrum [Amazon, Chrystal &amp; Aviva]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 10:28:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I was certainly rattled by the call and it appeared that Nits wasn't interested in stopping her flirting whatsoever, blabbering about my boyfriend and whatnot before actually proposing that we should have sex or else she'll tell <em>him!</em> I raised my eyebrow a little at her, not really afraid of the threat to be honest. In fact, it angered me that she would actually propose something like that. I'll be honest, I just wanted to punch her in the face right there itself. I nearly exploded there itself but reminded myself that I was in a bar, my first night on the job with a bunch of biker girls one wouldn't really want to piss off. The rage was controlled rapidly as I gave Anita a sweet smile. "Boyfriend? I don't think so, it was just my girlfriend actually. Now I wouldn't really want to tell her that I was sitting in lap of a crazy biker chick I met on the first day in the campus, now would I?"<br><br>Smiling, I grabbed the joint and took a large drag in. The smoke hitting my throat before I blew it all over me and Nits, engulfting us, as if creating a smokey curtain around the two of us. "I'm a liar indeed..but I can tell that actually excites you. I'm right, isn't it?" I smirked as I put my hands around her, our lips close to each other's. "The threat doesn't bother me. You can either just enjoy this evening with me, or bother over small things as to who I date and what I do." I whispered to her and passed the joint back between her lips before giving them a slight lick. God this was creepy! I had never done that to a girl before..and it felt strange..but at the same time the sheer unpredictability involved in the situation excited me as I pulled back and smirked.
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