Porn Scholarship (Commons)
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				Title: <strong>Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 02:30:26</strong>
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				This thread is for the Common areas of the house - the living room, kitchen, dining room, exercise room, and dance studio, all of which are more-or-less open-air rooms. This will most likely be the most active area of the house. <br><div align="center">(http://i48.tinypic.com/rsxv6f.jpg)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">An annotated map of the house</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://i49.tinypic.com/w2nh21.jpg)</div>1 Bedroom 1<br>2 Bedroom 2<br>3 Bedroom 3<br>4 Bedroom 4<br>5 Shower Room<br>6 Dance Studio<br>7 Living Room<br>8 Kitchen<br>9 Dining Room<br>10 Workout Room<br>11 <strong><em>Mystery</em></strong> - Presently locked<br>12 Pool Table<br>13 Back Yard<br>Not Numbered - The Garage - Presently locked<br></div></div><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dance Studio</strong></span><br>The Dance Studio has open-air arches on three faces, allowing for visibility from most of the Common areas of the house. It features a large raised hardwood dance floor, large enough for a good number of people to dance simultaneously - as many as 16 for simple step classes, or as few as two couples for ballroom-style (or other dance styles that require a great deal of space). There is a large, expensive free-standing stereo set in one corner of the room. <br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Workout Room</strong></span><br>The workout room has open-air arches on two faces, allowing for visibility from most of the Common areas of the house. It features a variety of different machines and places for people to work out. It includes a treadmill, recumbent bicycling machine, a bench weight set, a free weights set, a modular dumbbell set, and a comprehensive multi-exercise machine. <br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Kitchen</strong></span><br>The kitchen features eight full-sized refrigerators, a large eight-burner stove, a smaller specialty stove, two microwaves, a commercial food processor, and an extra-large, commercial-grade sink, and and <em>plenty</em> of counter space on the island. It also has a large trash compactor nestled under the island. <br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dining Room</strong></span><br>Fairly plain, the Dining Room has an enormous dining table, large enough for all 16 housemates to sit and eat at once. Guests will have to stand, I suppose. ;) <br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Living Room</strong></span><br>The Living Room has plenty of seating, with three full-sized couches, two love seats, and two single recliners, all centered generally around the 64" flatscreen television on the wall. There's also a bookcase in the corner that looks a little odd...<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">The odd bookcase</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i49.tinypic.com/2ebwk0m.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 03:10:04</strong>
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				You arrive... in whatever manner you arrive! <br><br>Taped to the front door is a small envelope. Inside the envelope is a key and a note. The note reads:<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Sorry I wasn't here to meet you, but I had to run and get some supplies. The key is the key to the front door. There's more of them in a drawer in the kitchen, enough for everyone. The bedrooms are presently locked. You'll have to look around the house to find the key packets for each of the rooms, and whoever holds the packet is in charge of the room. Enjoy! I'll be back in a bit.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>The signature on the bottom of the note is a completely illegible scrawl. <br><br><strong><em><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Out Of Character</span></em></strong><br>In order to have any chance of finding the key packets, you'll have to expressly go to the area where the packet is (either in this thread, or in the appropriate Room thread), and do something specific to find the packet. If people are having trouble finding them, I'll explain more later, but they're not hard to find. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 03:20:28</strong>
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				Hoisting his bike over his shoulder, Carter paused to catch his breath, breathing in deeply of the gorgeous summer air. The neighborhood was opulent and the address he's been given, an isolated and enormous house.<br><br>"Commute's gonna be a bitch," he chuckled and went to teh door, pulling off the envelope and reading the note. "Well, here we go."<br><br>And unlocked the door to his future.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 03:45:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/th_Carter_zps46a545ae.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: living room<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7951345#msg7951345">Quote from: Greytrail Ravenswolf on 27-03-2013, 03:20:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Hoisting his bike over his shoulder, Carter paused to catch his breath, breathing in deeply of the gorgeous summer air. The neighborhood was opulent and the address he's been given, an isolated and enormous house.<br><br>"Commute's gonna be a bitch," he chuckled and went to teh door, pulling off the envelope and reading the note. "Well, here we go."<br><br>And unlocked the door to his future.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>The place looked like a half-furnished middling-rich Southern California model home. Couches and a dining room table and a sprawling but notably empty kitchen at the far end. Good place to start, that. The others, when they came, would want keys and he had the introduction note in his hand. Before retrieving the keys, he opened the back door and set his bike down. A quick search found the pile of house keys that he tossed onto the counter top in plain sight before looking around.<br><br>"No tables except for that big one to eat at," he mused curiously to himself. "Odd, that. Are they expecting us to trash the place?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neysha</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 05:01:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/AmiTokito.jpg)</div><strong>Name: "Sunny" Sakurai<br>Location: Living Room</strong><br><br>Sunny made the short quarter mile walk from the bus station, rolling a pair of luggage pieces behind her carrying most of her 'stuff,' and a large oversized gym bag with all of the other random bits she thought she'd need. She was wearing a pair of khaki capris, white socks, Converse chucks, a simple white strapped tank shirt and a oatmeal heather cropped cardigan over it. Drab and muted tones. Very sexy with her black rimmed eyeglasses. Truth was, she wasn't planning on returning back home for a while, so she packed a little heavy when typically, she traveled lean and light. Despite the butterflies of not just going to college for the first time, and being away from her family for an extended period of time, she was even more nerve racking that she realized what she was getting into. Despite the stereotype, her family was obviously in disapproval, but her Dad hadn't honor killed her and her mother hadn't shunned her or anything yet for her choice, but then again, she never did tell them anything beyond how it was supposed to just be an extremely adult reality show, and didn't really cover the porn theme. They never had much interest in that sort of media anyways. <br><br>Still, despite all of her trepidation, she really had no idea what to expect. She wasn't from an ethnic community, her old High School being overwhelmingly Cauasian, so there wouldn't be any sort of culture shock she figured, just probably a more personal one she imagined pertaining to the fact this was a reality show with very strong pornographic themes. <br><br>Her main hope, above all others, was that her roommates, guys and girls, were going to be nice. Or else it'd be unbearable.<br><br>True to nature, she was all smiles when she opened the front door and peeked inside, her lips already spreading open into a completely unpreventable smile in her case as she quickly displayed that in order to confront her nerves and stress, she started smiling on the verge of looking euphoric as her cheeks were already turning a tinge red, and her face looked like it was glowing when as she stepped in, she saw a tall, blonde hunk of a man standing, or perhaps towering over the long dining table. "Hi!" she thought she said in a loud voice, but soon realized she barely exhaled the words if anything as she came in, one of her luggage pieces getting closed on by the door as she worked to extricate it, already laughing at how clumsy she was in making a first impression. "Ack... Sorry..." she started to apologize, trying to pull her luggage free by just jerking on it when, realizing he'd probably feel obligated to help, she gave the handle of the luggage one strong pull and with a very unsexy grunt, wrenched on the handle of her small suitcase.<br><br>She wrenched the handle right out of the luggage and accidentally let it go, having it sling halfway across the living room and even making a mark on the new wooden handle of one of the sofas. Sunny blinked, and bit her lower lip a bit as her suitcase thudded onto the floor and then looked up at Carter and grinned sheepishly. "Already trashing the place..." she said with a nervous, wide smile. "I'm Sunny... ummm Sophomore... I mean First Year..." she said, shaking her head rapidly as she corrected herself. "Economic History. You?" she then asked in a soft, slightly nerve stuttered voice as she offered a limp hand to the big tall blonde.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 05:04:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda</strong><br><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br><br>A horrible churning sound precedes a rider in a black, leather jacket and black, leather pants as she comes hurling towards the house, before skidding to a sideways stop on the drive. The Rider quickly dismounts the cheap, dirt bike before letting it fall unceremoniously to the grounds. The unknown rider looks back at the bike and lowers her head “mhmh mhm.” a muffled sentence, presumable exclaiming displeasure at the event, followed by the rider presses the release on the helmets chin straps and sliding the helmet off to hold it by the waist in one hand. The rider then proceeds to shake her head, to ruffle her dirty, blonde hair. It was Leda, and she was on time, a rare occasion indeed.<br><br>Leda&nbsp; stretches her back after a long ride before bending over to pick up her bike and push it over to the garage door. Leda couldn't find away to open the garage door so she once again dumped her bike on the floor and went to see if she could get in through the front door, nervous to see if anyone had arrived before her. Leda often left her dirt bike outside and unattached back home, the fact that her new house was so far from any neighbors coupled with the fact that her bike was next to useless gave Leda the strong impression that only an idiot would steal something so pathetic, and so she left it outside.<br><br>As Leda got to the front door she sat on the step but could not hear anything due to her ears being plugged with earphones and her head being filled with the loud sounds of a raging heavy metal track. She placed her helmet on the floor and pulled of her biker boots before pulling down her leather pants, trying not to tug down her denim hot-shorts with them . Luckily she was wearing casual, warm weather clothing underneath, knowing that California would be to hot to be hanging around in full leather for too long. <br>Before long Leda had remove all her bike gear and decided to give herself a personal tour of her new digs She got up now clad in a much more fitting combination of denim hot-shorts and a black, sleeveless crop top before entering through the front door and dropping her bike gear to the side of the door mat. As she lightly banged her head to the song she was listening to and searched through her ipod for the next song on the playlist, she wasn't aware of her company until she looked up to see two of the faces from the websites cast page conversing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DobbyDevotchka</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 05:20:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.redbalcony.com/media/galleries/1412/Elisha_Cuthbert_10s.jpg)<br><em>Jayne McArthur - Aka: Ferra Moan<em><br><strong>Location: Front Yard &amp; Common Area</strong></em></em></div><br>Fun reggae music played loudly over the speakers of her cherry red drop-top jeep. She prided the choice of her vehicle and sported a surfboard strapped along the top bars. Her hair moved with the wind created by the speed as she drove, bleached by spending too much time in the sun and saltwater. It was hard to tell if her tanned skin was prickling from nerves, or the coolness of the breeze.&nbsp; <br><br>Suddenly, she lifted her shades, resting them on top of her head so that she could get a clear look of the enclosure fast approaching. The GPS was telling her that this was the place. She took that final turn into the driveway. "And here we go.. " Her mouth anxiously tightened as she pulled into the lane that lead up to the property. <br><br>"Doesn't really look like anybody is here yet." She stated quietly to herself as she pulled the jeep around, idling it into a park. She thought she saw a dirtbike laying on the ground in front of the garage, and wondered if it might belong to one of the guys. The laid back tune cut off abruptly as she pulled the keys from the ignition. Jayne tentatively hopped out and reached into the backseat to retrieve her tightly packed duffle bag and backpack. She wore a red strappy summer dress, patterned with tiny little white polka dots. The way it moved on her body hinted that it was made of a matte silk, gently clinging to the shape of her waist and the distinct contour of her thighs. All in all, she appeared the perfectly innocent type, and this was no accident. Jayne knew quite well that reality television meant that there could be millions of people tuning in to view what happened during her stay at this house. <br><br>Knock. Knock. Knock. <br><br>Boldly, she tried the doorknob and it turned, easily opening as she made her way in. "Helloooo? Anybody home?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 05:27:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/th_Carter_zps46a545ae.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: living room<br><br>Refraining from jumping at the unexpected impact of the luggage handle to the nearby couch, Carter swallowed a smirk and strode over on surprisingly quiet feet for a guy in heavy workboots and wearing a khaki kilt. He grinned warmly at the small, Asian woman struggling with the heavy front door and her now-damaged suitcase. But his father taught him to be polite and he willingly took her offered hand.<br><br>"Sunny, yeah, I recognize you from your picture. Carter Dayton, sophomore in architecture. We've got the place to ourselves so far."<br><br>Dad taught him another trick, a subtle twist on the ubiquitous handshake. With a small turn of his wrist, he slid his hand ever so slightly under Sunny's, cradling her small hand in his and bowed his head, just the smallest bit.<br><br>"May I give you a hand?"<br><br>Even as he ducked to grab at the luggage, a horrible racket of sound echoed in from the outside and he chuckled.<br><br>"Apparently, we don't have the place to ourselves any longer."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 05:37:34</strong>
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				name: Dillon Web<br>location: Right outside the front door.<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div><br>As he rode in the taxi to his new home Dillon regretted his decision to skip his sleeping meds the night before. He hated feeling drugged but today was a day that a little sleep would have done him good. He did not think he would be nervous but as he rode along he found that the lack of sleep was making him edgy. <br><br>The taxi pulled up and he got out his stuff. two suitcases and his camera. He looked at the house and laughed to himself.It was just like he would imagine a place like this would look. "what are you getting yourself into" he muttered to himself as he stepped forward. He wore well worn jeans and a black t-shirt with "fkh8t" written in purple letters. He thought about going for the door but wasn't ready yet so instead he got out his camera. It helped to look thorough the lens. For the moment he needed this to seem less real.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 05:41:22</strong>
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				Leda yanked out her earphones and turned her ipod off to save the battery, she looked up again at her peers who had arrived before her.<br><br>"Hey guys, I'm Leda." she said through a nervous smile, knowing she probably looked like an idiot bobbing her head in to what to them must have been an almost silent atmosphere.<br><br>Leda then hears Jayne make her entrance and spins half way round as she slides her ipod into her shorts pocket. Waving casually to the newcomer, Leda tries to sum up the current situation in her head.<br><br>"Three chicks, one dude... at least they're all cute."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neysha</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 05:47:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/AmiTokito.jpg)</div><strong>Name: "Sunny" Sakurai<br>Location: Living Room</strong><br><br>Sunny stifled her flustered giggle as he accepted her handshake but couldn't help but be a little struck by the twist he ended it with. As she bashfully grinned she gave in to her pride. "Surethankyou," she said rapidly as she stepped aside and let down her other bags."You're a real gentleman," she then added, unable to think of what else to say when a new girl, a blonde, entered the room. <br><br>"Hi. I'm Sunny," she said closing in on the blonde but unsure of whether to shake her hand or go in for the light hug. Before the awkwardness set in though,&nbsp; there was another knock on the door. It seemed more were arriving now. So far, so good she thought, despite herself. Oh well, every show needed the comic relief right? <br><br>Leda spoke up while another blonde girl entered, complimenting the four of them on their cuteness. It made Sunny blush a bit as she smiled again. They all seemed pretty nice so far. Maybe she wouldnt be a nervous wreck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 05:48:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/th_Carter_zps46a545ae.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: living room<br><br>"Ladies," Carter called out for their attention. "There was a note on the door that we have a scavenger hunt to kick our adventure off with. The bedrooms are locked and we have to find the keys. I hadn't gotten that far yet when I met Sunny here. With four pairs of eyes, we can make short work of it."<br><br>The two blonde women were both hot, though the second one seemed more relaxed. Man, he'd had fantasies like this... but he glimpsed another of the men outside and chuckled. Seemed he was no longer so outnumbered. Shame, that.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 05:52:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Driveway<br><br>A 2008 infinity G37 pulled into the rotunda driveway of the house. Although it was several years old, it was still in, surprisingly, great condition. Inside was Xavier Diaz as he looked through the window of the car to see the new house he would be staying at. {{So, this is it...}} He thought to himself before turning off the car. Xavier opened the door of his car to get out, heading over to the trunk. His eyes couldn't help but glance at the rest of the empty driveway, noticing a dirt-bike on the floor and a red jeep. "Great." He had hoped that he would have been the first one to arrive, but the presence of the dirt-bike and jeep, obviously, meant he was wrong. "So much for getting settled before all of the others got here..." Xavier said with a sigh before opening the trunk.<br><br>Taking out a suitcase and slinging a duffle bag over his shoulder, Xavier closed the trunk of his car and made his way to the door. There, he saw a guy standing with a camera in front of his face. Xavier's instincts told him to ignore the guy and just head inside, but the sight of the man's luggage told Xavier he was to be a housemate. It was better not to start problems right off the bat.<br><br>"Nice camera." Xavier said bluntly. It probably wasn't the most clever thing to say, but it was the only thing Xavier could tell about the kid. "You hear for the porn scholarship?" Another blunt statement, but he figured he'd just call it what it was. A porn scholarship.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 06:00:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/th_Carter_zps46a545ae.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: <br><br>Setting Sunny's bags on a couch, Carter rubbed his hands together briskly and smiled.<br><br>"Well, I thought I heard a couple of new voices outside, so we should get looking or lose out on the fun. Anyone for teams?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DobbyDevotchka</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 06:01:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.redbalcony.com/media/galleries/1412/Elisha_Cuthbert_10s.jpg)</div><br><em>Jayne McArthur - Aka: Ferra Moan</em><br><strong>Location: Living Room / Common Area</strong><br><br>Jayne was taken aback by the amount of activity that was happening on the inside. "Wow! Hey guys! I wasn't expecting to see so many of you." She took the time to meet each one of them with her eyes, nodding and greeting them all with a smile. Jayne thought it was particularly cute how much Sunny was blushing. Leda looked like she had no trouble settling in. And Carter, well, he looked a lot better in person, to put it simply. "I'm Jayne. It's a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance. Your casting photos dont do any of you justice.." <br><br>Her eyes brightened with the promise of a treasure hunt. To find keys for their bedrooms? Already, this was starting to feel a little bit like one of those survivor shows. "I can handle finding a key, but I sure hope they don't make us eat bugs." <br><br>Casually, she scanned the area for a good place to set her bags aside, and settled for a spot behind one of the couches in the living room. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 06:02:57</strong>
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				name: Dillon Web<br>Location: front yard<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div><br>Dillon had spent a few moments filming the front of the house, while he adjusted some of his settings to fit the bright California sun. When he heard Xavier' s voice he aimed the camera downwards out of habit. most people did not like being filmed but I guess none of them had a choice now.<br><br>"Thanks," he said with a smile. He preferred bluntness sometimes. "Yep, just another porn star in the making." Dillon walked forward and extended his free hand. "Name' s Dillon."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 06:07:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/th_Carter_zps46a545ae.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: living room<br><br>Carter would be hard pressed to say who seemed more delicious, Sunny or Jayne. Though that surprisingly quiet bad girl who had walked in with the thundering beat coming from her earbuds would probably be a hell of a lot of fun too. So he belatedly shoved his house key into the pocket of his Utilikilt and gestured back at the kitchen.<br><br>"There are a pile of house keys in the kitchen, along with the note from the front door."<br><br>Daring to put a hand on Sunny's back to draw her along with him, Carter approached the blonde to introduce himself formally, right hand extended.<br><br>"Carter Dayton, pleased to meet you, ladies."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 06:12:51</strong>
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				"Heh, you sound as thrilled as I am." Xavier said in reply to the man named Dillon's comment. His hand that was holding his duffle bag up let go to shake Dillon's hand. "Xavier." After telling Dillon his name, Xavier's&nbsp; hand returned to it's original spot.<br><br>"I would ask how many people are here already, but from the looks of it, you haven't been inside yet." Xavier looked at the door shortly after speaking. "You want to lead the way, or should I?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 06:14:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda</strong><br><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br><br>After accepting Sunny's hug, Leda pay careful attention to what Carter had to say...<br><em>"hmm, a treasure hunt, seems like a more novel way of exploring my new joint."</em> Leda thought before verbally acknowledging the premise.<br><br><strong>"Sure, teams could be fun, would make it quicker too I guess."</strong> Leda said in response to Carters query, letting her British/America hybrid accent be heard clearly this time. She extended her hand to greet Carter's, suddenly feeling rather small in comparison. But she was used to that being all of 5'3 ft tall. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DobbyDevotchka</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 06:30:54</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://www.redbalcony.com/media/galleries/1412/Elisha_Cuthbert_10s.jpg)</div><br><em>Jayne McArthur - Aka: Ferra Moan</em><br><strong>Location: Kitchen / Common Area</strong><br><br>Jayne traveled toward the kitchen table to retrieve her own house key, eyes wandering over Carter's kilt. She mentally applauded him for being able to wear something so daring. Most men seemed to shudder with the thought of having to put on something that most equated to feminine looking attire. <br><br>"I like your choice in clothing, Carter." She reached out to shake his offered hand. "I agree with Leda. It'll probably take less time finding the other keys if we break off into teams. Just don't make me pick which one." <br><br>She laughed, thinking back to those days in gym class when there was always someone left standing on their own. The last thing she wanted was to have a similar situation occur, and she didn't want the first day to start off on a bad foot, for anybody. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 06:50:24</strong>
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				Leda tried to be patience and wait for another house member to join them so that they could begin the fun, however her excitement got the better of her and she walked over to the front door to see what was going on with the mysterious voices outside. <br><br>Leda opened the door and squinted her eyes as the sun shot in, she could make out to male forms but couldn't recognize them through the suns glare.<br><br><strong><em>"Hey! You dudes coming in? We got a mystery on our hands..."</em></strong> Leda shouted before curling her invisible mustache with her fingers like an 1850's detective from Scotland yard.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 06:51:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/th_Carter_zps46a545ae.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: living room<br>With: Sunny, Jayne, Leda<br><br>"Excellent point, Jayne," Carter chuckled throatily. "How do we pick teams? How could I possibly pick between such three beautiful ladies?"<br><br>Letting his grin turn suggestive, Carter focused on Jayne for a moment, and gestured at the plainly-cut, heavy cotton hanging from his waist. <br><br>"I do hate to blend in. And I do love to be comfortable."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Mika</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 07:00:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://thechive.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/sexy-college-girls-171.jpg)</div><br>Alexis<br>Front Door<br><br>Alexis knocked on the front door, some luggage at her feet. She put her long honey brown hair into a ponytail, and clicked off the power to her iPod. The tight pink jogging top and track pants she was wearing were hugging tightly against her athletic frame. She knew she was hot, and she was ready to make a first impression, especially considering the other girls recruited.<br><br>Not hearing a response at first, Alexis opened the door and took a step inside. <em>Here we go</em>, she thought to herself. A full semester, with sex, cameras, and new people. She wasn't sure how a normal semester would be any different.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 07:13:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><br>As Xavier waited for Dillon's reply, the front door suddenly swung open. Xavier turned his head to see a girl, and not just any type of girl. A beautiful blonde. Still, as good-looking as the girl was, Xavier couldn't help his eyebrow from raising at the sight of her twirling an invisible mustache. Just what kind of other people were going to be in the house? None-the-less, he accepted the girl's offer. "Sure." He said simply, looking at Dillon and giving a nod for him to follow.<br><br>Xavier walked into the house with the knock-out blonde, extending his hand to her. "I'm Xavier, by the way. What did you mean by mystery?" His eyes drifted away for a brief moment, noticing the other three in the house. An asian girl, another blonde, and..."Is that Chris Hemsworth?" He randomly blurted out to the girl that let him in. "I didn't know his career sunk so low..."<br><br>At the same time, another girl had entered behind them, and Xavier turned to look. She wasn't a blonde, but was rather good looking all the same. {{Just how many people are going to be in this house?}}
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 07:25:03</strong>
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				"Christ," Carter sighed and ran a hand over his face. "I don't really look <span class="bbc_u">that</span> much like the guy, do I? Thought I left that back in Seattle."<br><br>Shaking his head, Carter shook off his faint irritation and let it slide off his back. He was here to make a good first impression and an off comment would not make him falter. So he smiled coolly at the guy.<br><br>"Carter Dayton. We're looking for room keys that are somewhere in the house so that we can unlock the bedrooms. You two gonna team up?"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 07:28:10</strong>
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				As Xavier approached her, his body shielded her eyes from the sun.<br><br><em>Wow, if I knew this guy was so cute I wouldn't have done the stupid 'invisible mustache twirl'</em> Leda admitted in her own head.<br><br><strong>"We have an even number now so we can go in pairs now."</strong> Leda announced to the group, but keeping her focus on the newcomers deep eyes. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DobbyDevotchka</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 07:39:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.redbalcony.com/media/galleries/1412/Elisha_Cuthbert_10s.jpg)</div><br><em>Jayne McArthur - Aka: Ferra Moan</em><br><strong>Location: Kitchen / Common Area</strong><br>With Carter, Leda, and Sunny<br><br>"There's a good answer." She said slyly, giving Carter the thumbs up. And he was right. Each of the girls were equally great looking, with their own distinctive quality. Jayne had to wonder if this friendliness would maintain itself throughout the coming weeks. She didn't doubt that there would be few <em>interesting</em> developments.&nbsp; <br>And still, there were so many more house mates expected to arrive. <br><br>With that last thought, she glanced over her shoulder at the sound of Leda ushering in two new faces. She recognized them from the roster, but drew a blank when it came to either of their names. Jayne was rather horrible at remembering anybody's name, but she felt confident that it wouldn't take long to learn her house mates names. The comment Xavier made regarding Carter's resemblance to Chris Hemsworth had Jayne looking for a comparison. There was a definite likeness, but more than anything, she noticed his slightly irritated expression. It must happen a lot. <br><br>"Hi guys," She walked over to Xavier and Alexa, extending her hand to shake. "I'm Jayne. And like Carter said, don't get set on the idea of unpacking your things. We have decided to work in teams to find the bedroom keys. Shouldn't be too challenging, there's hardly any furniture."<br><br>The only place that first came to mind was to check the couches in the living room. She glanced over her shoulder at the others, inviting whoever wanted to help her start pilfering under the cushions. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 07:48:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7952678#msg7952678">Quote from: DobbyDevotchka on 27-03-2013, 07:39:07</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The only place that first came to mind was to check the couches in the living room. She glanced over her shoulder at the others, inviting whoever wanted to help her start pilfering under the cushions.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>A quick tossing of the cushions turned up no keys, sadly. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 07:53:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><br>Xavier didn't realize he had been so loud. It was too late to take it back, but the thor-looking guy didn't seem to mind. From the smile, Xavier couldn't tell if the guy trying to be friendly, or hitting on him. It was probably just his defensive nature making him judgmental. Upon hearing that the guy's name was Carter, Xavier shook off his feeling an responded. "Xavier Diaz. My bad for the comment. You gotta admit though, you could be a good stunt double for him if this porn thing doesn't work out."<br><br>Feeling a gaze one him, Xavier looked back at the girl that had let him in. Before he could say anything, the other blonde had approached. Shaking her hand, he spoke again. "Jayne? Nice to meet you. Xavier." In the past five minutes, Xavier was beginning to lose track of how many times he had said his name.<br><br>"Well, if that's the case. I'll just leave these here." Xavier puts his things by the wall before turning back to the group. "Okay, so are the keys only in the living room, or are we supposed to be looking outside, in the kitchen, etc, etc?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 07:55:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/th_Carter_zps46a545ae.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: living room<br>"All right, Jayne, let me get Sunny settled and I'll help you out," Carter offered, ensuring Sunny was comfortable on the couch with her luggage. Then he joined Jayne, hands in his pockets. "The original letter and key were taped to the door, so I'm thinking a better look around the room might turn something up."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaton</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 07:58:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2013/03/25/8mDKj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Matthew Parker<br><strong>Location:</strong> Commons/Living Room<br>[/hr]<br><br>Driving his own car to the indicated residence, Matthew parked on the street outside the house and stepped out, a solitary suitcase in hand and another was promptly retrieved from the trunk of the 2002 Honda Civic. He'd held onto the car since high school and even now into college the twenty four year old had held onto it and kept it in good shape by being careful on the road and avoiding accidents at all costs. He was a careful motorist which helped a great deal, that was for sure. Already from a distance he'd noticed the dirt bike and Jeep parked near the place. It stood to reason that some of the other tenants had arrived before him and were likely making themselves at home already. Therefore the young man decided to do just the same.<br><br>Wandering across the lawn to the front door he found it open and let himself in. Voices could be heard although he wasn't sure of the source. Part of him wondered just how many of the other approved applicants had already arrived and settled in. With some many people under one roof it needless to say made him curious about living arrangements, who would be sleeping where and so on.<br><br>Noticing quite a few people in his vicinity it was actually a little intimidating and it caused Matt to keep to himself at first. Setting his suitcase against the wall off to the side where it would be out of the room, he sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. Despite being sociable this was all a tad overwhelming.<br><br>"Hey everybody..what's going on?" He finally dared to say, without addressing anyone specifically.<br><br><div align="center">(http://media.ed.edmunds-media.com/honda/civic/2002/oem/2002_honda_civic_coupe_ex_fq_oem_1_500.jpg)</div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 08:03:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda</strong><br><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br><br>Seeing that Carter and Jayne seemed to be pairing up to check through the living room Leda decided to join in and make an offer of a pairing.<br><br><strong>"Xavier...Care to buddy up? I was thinking maybe search the shower room or the garden?"</strong><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 08:07:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/th_Carter_zps46a545ae.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: living room<br>with: Jayne<br><br>"Scavenger hunt!" Carter called out merrily to the new guy standing at the threshhold. "We're locked out of the bedrooms. Matthew, right? I have about half of the name memorized."<br><br>Not waiting for a response, he continued to look around the walls, heading for the garage, when archway to another room caught his eye. Was that a dance floor?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaton</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 08:11:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2013/03/25/8mDKj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Matthew Parker<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><hr><br>The explanation was abrupt, but sounded plausible. "Oh, I see. Interesting...and yes, but Matt is fine. No point in being too formal." He said with similar cheer. "And you're Carter if I remember right." His attention then shifted to the blonde standing near him. "And you're...Jayne, correct?" The young man ventured a guess, extending a hand first to the male who had initially greeted him then to the young woman at his side.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DobbyDevotchka</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 08:17:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.redbalcony.com/media/galleries/1412/Elisha_Cuthbert_10s.jpg)</div><br><em>Jayne McArthur - Aka: Ferra Moan</em><br><strong>Location: Kitchen / Common Area</strong><br>With Carter<br><br>She grumbled after the last cushion was turned over to reveal absolutely nothing. "Damn, no luck here." She hastily went about straightening the cushions that were a mess, and bolted over toward the kitchen table. There was a definite competitive air to Jayne, or maybe it should be construed as excitement. Always hard to tell, considering they're first impressions. <br><br>"If that key was taped to the door, I bet there's one taped UNDER the kitchen table!" She declared, daintily dropping to her knees so that she could crawl under and check it out. Hard to say whether she was aware of how short the hem of her dress was, but it definitely dared to show off the color of her underwear as she slid further beneath the table. The backs of her thighs we almost completely exposed, a smooth sun kissed complexion with the definition of a girl who liked to surf on the weekends. <br><br>When Matthew spoke up, she kind of turned too quickly to meet the voice, raising her head to bump clumsily against the underbelly of the table. "Owe. I can't believe I just did that."<br><br>Hearing Carter mention it was Matthew, she made a sound of recognition, crawling out from beneath the table to shake his hand "Nice to meet you Matt! I'm impressed you remember my name. If you have any easy memorization techniques up your sleeve, I'd be so happy for you to teach me some." She paused, as if suddenly aware that she was on the ground, entirely too enthralled by the excitement of the treasure hunt. "I swear, I'm not always this... childish?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 08:19:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7952777#msg7952777">Quote from: Ansem on 27-03-2013, 08:11:41</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The explanation was abrupt, but sounded plausible. "Oh, I see. Interesting...and yes, but Matt is fine. No point in being too formal." He said with similar cheer. "And you're Carter if I remember right." His attention then shifted to the blonde standing near him. "And you're...Jayne, correct?" The young man ventured a guess, extending a hand first to the male who had initially greeted him then to the young woman at his side.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Pausing before he stepped into the next room, Carter paused and firmly shook Matt's hand. <br><br>"Yep, that's me. Pleased to meet you. There are instructions and house keys in the kitchen when you're ready for them. Team Jayne could use another set of eyes." <br><br>Chuckling, Carter returned to heading for the dance studio, curious what was in there. Then he heard Jayne crow over her find and admired the view from across the room.<br><br>"Good eye!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 08:20:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				All Xavier wanted to do was unpack and take a nap in his room before going out. His idea of staying at the house had more to do with spending time by himself outside of it rather than inside socializing. Now, he was told that they all had to go on some big scavenger hunt? What was with the place? Yes, Xavier knew as an actor that it was good to build chemistry with a person you could have a scene with, whether it be porn or theater, but he hated silly games like that. Maybe he was too jaded, but that's just how he was. Unfortunately, he couldn't see much of another way to overcome the dilemma.<br><br>Xavier turned to look at another guy arriving, a sigh escaping at the fact that another person had entered the house. At this point, he wasn't sure when it would end. It's not like he hated them. From what he could tell, they seemed like good people. The thing was, it just wasn't him. Xavier valued his alone time. He relished it. However, ever since arriving, he had been forced to act out of his element.<br><br>Then, the girl from earlier had approached Xavier. Despite himself, he couldn't let her see what he was feeling on the inside. She seemed rather sweet, but maybe it was just the blonde hair that had him viewing her in such a way. Not wanting to be the asshole on the first day, he non-chalantly shrugged. "Sure. Why not? Are you going to tell me you name first though? I don't buddy up with strangers."<br><br>Xavier glances at the guy that had just arrived as he greeted Carter and Jayne. He figured them three would partner up, so Xavier would just introduce himself later.<br><br>Without waiting to hear the girl's name, Xavier turned away. "C'mon, let's go." he said before walking down the hall of the house.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 08:22:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Carter entered the Dance Studio, he caught a flash of manila in among the massive stereo. <br><br>The small envelope - identical to the one taped to the door - had a note that read, <em>Dance your way to #2.</em> And four keys. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 08:25:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/th_Carter_zps46a545ae.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: dance studio to living room<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7952807#msg7952807">Quote from: Top Cat on 27-03-2013, 08:22:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">As Carter entered the Dance Studio, he caught a flash of manila in among the massive stereo. <br><br>The small envelope - identical to the one taped to the door - had a note that read, <em>Dance your way to #2.</em> And four keys.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Hey Jayne? Need a roomie?" Carter called out as he retrieved the envelope and returned to the living room.<br><br>Not waiting for an answer, he strode over to Xavier and held out the envelope with a casual shrug.<br><br>"Peace offering."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DobbyDevotchka</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 08:36:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.redbalcony.com/media/galleries/1412/Elisha_Cuthbert_10s.jpg)</div><br><em>Jayne McArthur - Aka: Ferra Moan</em><br><strong>Location: Kitchen / Common Area</strong><br>with Carter<br><br>"Seriously?" Hobbling out from under the table, she looks up at Carter, a broad grin on her face. "You bet I do." <br><br>Jayne brushes her dress back into place, and then skips over to Carter, looking mighty eager to catch a glimpse of the elusive bedroom keys. "You must be a pretty lucky guy. I wonder if that kilt has anything to do with it." She said in a playful tone, looping an arm around his in a very chummy fashion. <br><br>"Do the keys work the same on all the rooms?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 08:42:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As her temporary partner took of down the hall Leda had to skip a little keep up with him. She just had enough time to get a quick glimpse of Jayne in her presumably unintended, but quick provocative&nbsp; position under the table. <br><br><em>Nice... She'll be a popular one, that's for damn sure</em> Leda thought inwardly, then turning to her new accomplice.<br><br><strong>"I'm Leda, I believe your Xavier. You resemble his photograph anyway, nice to meet you."</strong><br><br>Leda sense a reluctance on the mans behalf, she couldn't tell what it was exactly. Something in his demeanor and his body language just seemed a little bit lethargic almost, maybe he had just had a long week, or a long journey.<br><br><strong>"So how abouts we search the backyard? The soon we get the keys the soon we can get settled in."</strong><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 08:43:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/th_Carter_zps46a545ae.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: Living room<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7952850#msg7952850">Quote from: DobbyDevotchka on 27-03-2013, 08:36:52</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Seriously?" Hobbling out from under the table, she looks up at Carter, a broad grin on her face. "You bet I do." <br><br>Jayne brushes her dress back into place, and then skips over to Carter, looking mighty eager to catch a glimpse of the elusive bedroom keys. "You must be a pretty lucky guy. I wonder if that kilt has anything to do with it." She said in a playful tone, looping an arm around his in a very chummy fashion. <br><br>"Do the keys work the same on all the rooms?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>With Xavier's polite refusal of the envelope of the keys, he grinned widely at Jayne and settled his arm over her shoulders. For now, he'd keep the keys and they could figure out which was the better room.<br><br>"Well, you tell me, sexy. These are room two. What does yours say?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaton</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 08:44:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2013/03/25/8mDKj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Matthew Parker<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><hr><br>Unable to suppress a grin and a bit of a laugh at Jayne's silly behavior, Matt couldn't help but notice that she was still on the floor, in fact nearly at belt level. It actually made him blush. Picking up on Carter's remark he nodded, carefully leaning over to swipe one of the house keys off the kitchen table and tuck it into the pocket of his slacks. Now there just seemed to be a matter of finding a bedroom key. The place was so&nbsp; spacious, which made it difficult to even know where to begin to look. However it seemed as though Carter had some luck on that front. It wouldn't surprise him one bit if Jayne and Carter decided to be roommates.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 08:49:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room<br><br>Xavier notices Carter approach him, perplexed once handed the envelope. "Thanks, but shouldn't I be the one giving you something? I mean, I'm basically the one who called you Thor." He said, hesitant to grab it. Xavier didn't want to make it seem like he was too eager to take it away, but at the same time, he really wanted a room already.<br><br>He notices Jayne enthusiastically skip to Carter's side. "You guys take it. Leda really wants to explore, anyway. Thanks for the offer, though, Carter. I appreciate it."<br><br>Xavier looks at Leda. "The backyard sounds fine."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DobbyDevotchka</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 09:03:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.redbalcony.com/media/galleries/1412/Elisha_Cuthbert_10s.jpg)</div><br><em>Jayne McArthur - Aka: Ferra Moan</em><br><strong>Location: Kitchen / Common Area</strong><br>with Carter and Matt<br><br>"Mine says Two, too." She sniggered, looking to Matt, his laughter at her silly display causing her to grin deeper. Being here was surprisingly more fun than she had anticipated. Maybe it had a little to do with the fact that the mansion was stuffed with attractive young students. Probably a lot to do. <br><br>"I wonder if we should help the others find some more key packets?" <br><br>Something about Xavier made her want to help his team out. He didn't seem as enthusiastic as everyone else, and she wouldn't hold that against him. Just because she was an 8 on the enthusiasm chart, didn't mean everyone else should be. And surely, the novelty of being here would wear off? She hoped that it wouldn't effect her mood much. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 09:19:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/th_Carter_zps46a545ae.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: main area<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7952911#msg7952911">Quote from: DobbyDevotchka on 27-03-2013, 09:03:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Mine says Two, too." She sniggered, looking to Matt, his laughter at her silly display causing her to grin deeper. Being here was surprisingly more fun than she had anticipated. Maybe it had a little to do with the fact that the mansion was stuffed with attractive young students. Probably a lot to do. <br><br>"I wonder if we should help the others find some more key packets?" <br><br>Something about Xavier made her want to help his team out. He didn't seem as enthusiastic as everyone else, and she wouldn't hold that against him. Just because she was an 8 on the enthusiasm chart, didn't mean everyone else should be. And surely, the novelty of being here would wear off? She hoped that it wouldn't effect her mood much.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Sure, I'm game, but we better grab a room first. I'll get my bags," Carter agreed easily with his happy pal. Giving her a squeeze, he trotted to the back door to briefly step out and grab his backpack and the saddlebags from his bike. Then he returned to the hallway off the front door to find room 2.<br><br>Pushing open the door, he was startled to see two king beds. Man, the show wasn't kidding about this, were they?<br><br>Well, it explained four keys...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DobbyDevotchka</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 09:58:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.redbalcony.com/media/galleries/1412/Elisha_Cuthbert_10s.jpg)</div><br><em>Jayne McArthur - Aka: Ferra Moan</em><br><strong>Location: Kitchen / Common Area</strong><br><br><br>"I'm going to have to do something with these keys first.." She said, thoughtfully bouncing them in the palm of her hand. Making her way toward her luggage, she kneels down and digs into the front zip of her backpack. It takes a bit of digging, but soon she retrieves a little pouch embroidered with sequin, just the kind of pouch you'd expect a girl to have. Carefully dipping in, she pulls out a long thin strip of leather, which she then uses to string through her keys. It isn't much as far as necklaces go, but it's pretty ingenious, considering she doesn't own many outfits that feature pockets.&nbsp; <br><br>"This should do." Feeling rather proud of her minor accomplishment, she gives the key pendant a little pat before lugging her heavy duffel bag onto her shoulder, followed shortly by the backpack. "Now where's this room number 2?" <br><br>Jayne was eager to find a place to rest her luggage.&nbsp; Now that everyone had begun filtering out into their own areas, she felt less easy just leaving all of her possessions out in the open. It wasn't that she didn't trust her housemates, but she had the kind of mind that liked to fret about loose ends that needed tying. There was also something to be said about feeling completely settled in. Hopefully Xavier and Leda were a little bit closer toward finding their own set of keys. <br><br>Lucky for her, the room was marked She notices that the&nbsp; door is ajar and makes her way in, whistling candidly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 10:22:14</strong>
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				When one of the girls had opened the door and invited them in, Dillon had hung back to get his bags. With one hand he dragged his two bags and with the other he carefully held his camera. When he enters the commons he noticed that nearly half of his roommates had arrived. He quickly deduced they were hunting for keys but Dillon was in no hurry. He dropped his bags near the door and set his camera down on the table.<br><br>He took in his surroundings. It seemed a pair had already formed with the enthusiastic blonds which did not surprise him. Xavier who seemed slightly lost was working with another girl to find a key. Dillon watched as a new guy came in. There was also a very attractive Asain girl hanging back. He smiled at her as he thought about the treasure hunt. He liked puzzles. <br><br>Nobody had told him about pairing up so he just headed for the showers because no one has seemed to explore them yet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 10:27:36</strong>
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				As Dillon entered the shower, he couldn't help but notice the small manila envelope taped to the central shower pole. It contained keys, and the note: "Enjoy the water in #4."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 10:36:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><br>Xavier walked into the living room once more, heading over to where he had set his bags down. Everyone was pretty much away, searching for keys or in their room if they already found them. It was nice for him to have a little peace and quiet, but he wasn't going to loiter long. Xavier quickly grabbed his bags and went over to his room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 10:55:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong>Sandra Shore <br>Out front, then Inside</strong><br><br>Sandara pulled her faded blue Cabriolet around the curve of the cul-de-sac and into the drive, pulling around to park next to the Jeep that was already in the drive, noting that there was at least one other car and a bike of some sort already there. She wondered how many people had beat her there while she was dawdling around trying to figure out what she should take and what she shouldn't.<br><br>She gave a shrug and turned off the car, stepping out and straightened the denim of her overall dress. She leaned over the side and dragged a duffel and a suitcase with wheels out of the back. She left the top down, figuring that she could deal with it later, after she'd gotten herself settled in.<br><br>She considered knocking, but since this was going to be her home for the foreseeable future, she reached out and tried the knob, happy when it turned, letting her into the house itself.<br><br>She took in the scene before her, several people milling about some others looking active though she couldn't tell what they were up to, and too many visible to go with the vehicles she saw, so at least somebody didn't have one. <br><br>She ran a hand through her orange hair, wondering if it was time to change colors again, and then stepped forward, giving the room at large, and everybody in it a cheery, "Hi, guys!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 11:12:38</strong>
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				Dillon Webb <br>Briefly in the shower room <div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div><br>Dillon walked into the massive shower room trying to decide if it was creepy or sexy. He was not sure, if everyone was getting along he could see some fun options for the space. He let those images play in his head and he grins as he reaches for the envelope. Of course if things didn't go well it would suck having to shower in front of a bunch of people that didn't like you but Dillon knew he was fairly likable. He had learned long ago that as a guy, not being a douche went a long way. He took the envelope, opened it and quickly pocketed the key. There was no reason everyone needed to know he had the key. In a way it was a little bit of power that Dillon could have and Dillon did like power. <br><br>He saw that there was more than one door out of the room so he took one more glance at the space and headed out into the hallway. He saw a bunch of bed rooms, which for the time being was pretty boring, but then he saw a door to the outside where there looked to be a pool. He felt in his pocket for the key and smiled. He headed outside to see what was coming next for him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neysha</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 12:51:17</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7952867#msg7952867">Quote from: Greytrail Ravenswolf on 27-03-2013, 08:43:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/th_Carter_zps46a545ae.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: Living roomWith Xavier's polite refusal of the envelope of the keys, he grinned widely at Jayne and settled his arm over her shoulders. For now, he'd keep the keys and they could figure out which was the better room.<br><br>"Well, you tell me, sexy. These are room two. What does yours say?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/AmiTokito.jpg)</div><strong>Name: "Sunny" Sakurai<br>Location: Living Room</strong><br><br>Truth was, Sunny felt like melting a bit as soon as Carter had put an arm around her and even moreso did so on his own initiative. While the other guys that had shown up were super cute and seemed nice, though one seemed to of had a bit if a chip on his shoulder, she sensed Carter was a good guy simply because he acted kind to her before anyone else showed up. Even after she almost nailed him with a luggage handle. So when he gently pulled her to his side, she was basically all smiles even as he talked tobthe other two cute, and more importantly sweet, blonde girls Leda and Jayne. <br><br>Thus Sunny sort of followed Carter around, not quite clinging to him unless he opened his stance up for her to slide in next to him, but was always in his vicinity and actually seemed excited when he found the key and a bit more when it seemed like Jayne wanted to room up with him. As they gathered their bags, sunny was still beaming. "I'm excited having you two as roommates," she said, subtly inviting herself into bedroom two with Jayne and Carter.<br><br>As they headed off, a cute redhead practically as petite as herself walked in with her bags and a cheerful demeanor which immediatelybwon Sonny over. Unlike with some of the others,&nbsp; she could recall the distinctive redheads name. <br><br>"Hi umm Sandy? No Sandra! I'm Sunny!" she said, momentarily leaving her bags to give Sandra a hug now before she ran off to hunt for keys too. "We are all key hunting as a game but Carter found us a room. We can help you in a minute though," she added, almost sounding unneccessarily apologetic but really just trying to be friendly.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Mika</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 16:16:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://thechive.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/sexy-college-girls-171.jpg)</div><br>Alexa<br>Living room (commons area)<br><br>Alexa had spaced out for just a few moments and everything around her had changed. The room had emptied with the sounds of laughter and excitement, and Alexa knew that the people that she was with were alright. She dropped her bags into a corner and proceeded to walk through the living room, examining the place she would be living for the next school year. <br><br>She saw Sunny following Carter, and Alexa immediately giggled. It seemed as though Sunny were going to be the innocent looking one of the group, the beautiful blonde Leda seemed the most tomboyish, and despite her best intentions Alexa had seen her nude form dive into one of the bedrooms, or at least she thought that she did. Xavier was a striking figure, definately one to keep her eyes on, and Carter seemed so much like the guys she used to know back home. There were others, but she hadn't the pleasure of meeting them all yet. <br><br>Alexa swayed on into the Kitchen. A big, wide, granite counter on the island could mean only one thing, and so Alexa chuckled under her breath. Alexa was lost in her own thoughts as the beautiful redhead Sandra came in, and the equally charming Matthew. Tomboys, Goodgirls, Girly Girls, the types were already cast. Alexa wore pink, but there was something about her eyes that gave her a harder edge, maybe she was the Bitch? or maybe the tough girl? It all depended on the producers she guessed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 17:41:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong>Sandra Shore <br>The Commons, with a detour to the Garage</strong><br><br>She returned the hug from the cute Asian girl with a small laugh. "Yeah, totally Sandra not Sandy. Not with my last name. And I'm totally going to feel weird if we end up doing anything together, 'cause my little sis' name is Sunny. Last name Shore. Parents were totally not thinking things through when they named us."<br><br>"Us?" She asked. "So, does that mean that Sid and I can bunk up with you guys, then?" She asked, wondering what the sleeping arrangements were. "I think it might be a good idea to have a powwow on that once everybody, or nearly everybody, anyway, shows up. First come first served is going to leave someone feeling upset that they got left out. You know, like the kid picked last in dodge ball."<br><br>She stashed her case and duffel out of the way and started wandering around, letting herself get a feel for the room and it's different areas. And, since they were searching for keys, she took a moment to check out the bookcase in the corner, wondering why they'd blocked up the door that she could see behind it. She tried the handle, but found it locked. When she got to the kitchen area, she read the note, then grabbed herself a house key, slipping it onto her keyring.<br><br>Going back to the door behind the bookcase, she's disappointed to find out that the key it takes is one of those old fashioned round ones, not a modern key at all. But, there's another door to try, and that one took her key just fine. She fumbled for the light and found herself in the garage, empty but for a pair of key fob garage door openers. She took a quick circuit and found no other keys, so headed back into the commons to check on the others' progress, dropping the two garage controls onto the counter with the rest of the house keys.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 21:28:56</strong>
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				Dillon Webb<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div>On my way into the commons.<br><br>Dillon strolled in from the bedrooms and entered the commons. He was shirtless and carried some clothes that did not look to be his own. He walked as if neither of these facts were odd. He had left his bags on the floor so he put the clothes away and grabbed for a simple black t-shirt to put on.<br><br>As he was kneeling down he noticed Alexa in the kitchen. She was cute of course, but was hard to read at first. He stood up and felt a head rush, his lack of sleep catching up with him. He need caffeine. So Dillon made his way to the kitchen hoping to find soda or black tea.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 21:34:10</strong>
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				Sadly, the refrigerators were completely empty of food, as were the cupboards. Dillon was able to find a coffee machine in one of the cupboards, as well as a popcorn machine, but nothing to use in either. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 22:08:46</strong>
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				Dillon smiles warmly at Alexa as he starts to go through the kitchen. She seems a little lost in thought so he left her to it. He quickly discovered that the kitchen was pretty damn empty. Dillon walked over to the fridge and cursed under his breath. He could not understand why there was no food. We're they going to have to fuck for their dinner. <br><br>He tried to think of what to do. When your a career insomniacs it is a delicate balance to keep yourself alert. Dillon could tell he was loosing control and needed a plan. He remembered that he had a five hour energy drink in one of his bags, so he headed to the bag. He grabbed the little bottle and chugged it. He then looked at Alexa. The surge of energy would keep him going for awhile. "So have you found a key yet?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 22:41:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong>Sandra Shore <br>The Commons</strong><br><br>Sandra watched the tired-looking guy she recognized as the guy with the D name that sounded like that old folk guy who could sing that her parents liked. "Hey, Dylan," she called out, hoping she wasn't screwing it up, "I heard you mention keys. Did you get one for the front door?" She grabbed one up off the counter where there was still a small pile of them, in addition to the note and now the remotes for the garage door and waved it in his direction.<br><br>Since he seemed more interested in the girl whose name she knew wasn't Lita (though it was close) and was Ford, she wandered off to keep exploring. She took a moment to glance out the sliding doors to the back, seeing the huge pool and the even more huge yard, then drifted around, moving counter-clockwise to find herself exploring the workout room. She'd never really had much use for such things, though it would be nice to have an open area dedicated to such pursuits where she could do her yoga. She wasn't sure if the bedrooms, which she hadn't yet investigated, would be large enough, what with each one holding four people and all of their assorted clutter. She checked out the machines, wondering if anyone had yet been there looking for hidden keys.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 23:21:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: outside bedroom 2<br><br>Carter spotted the red-head he recognized as Sandra step into the workout room. Well, he hadn't seen it either, so might as well go say hi.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neysha</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 23:30:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/AmiTokito.jpg)</div><strong>Name: "Sunny" Sakurai<br>Location: Bed Room 2</strong><br><br>Sunny jumped up a bit, clearly not expecting her ass to get swatted, and even let out a bit of a yelp before following Carter out of the room and following both him and Sandra to the workout room, pretty much hovering in his close proximity like she had done before. "Yeah me neither," Sunny said, chiming in with Carter as she decided to follow him in checking out the workout room, and checking out Sandra some more too. Almost instinctively, she pressed a hand across her chest, as if she had felt her breasts still jiggling from the startled jump that Carter had brought out of her, before continuing her mission of befriending cool new housemates.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 23:36:21</strong>
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				Dillon Webb <br>In the kitchen <br><br>As Dillon finished off his five hour energy he immediatly started to feel better. He knew it would not last him for ever. It wouldn't even last him five hours but it was a start. He could sleep but he didn't want to miss a thing, so he put an effort to normalize himself. When he had gotten up from stashing Leda clothes he knew he had seemed twitchy and that was not a side of him he was interested in showing off, so he worked on blending in. <br><br>He watched as a pair went off to the showers, and then three folks headed for the exercise room. One of the girls, the red headed one had called out his name but before he could answer she was off to explore. Dillon wondered when he would let folks know he had the room four keys, he guessed he would wait until he had met someon he wanted to share a room with. Leda would have been a good choice but she was currently occupied. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 23:36:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: workout room<br><br>"Y'know, I'm not big on equipment," Carter mused as he looked around at all the toys. "But this is pretty sweet." <br><br>Grinning at the women, he shrugged to let the muscles across his arms and torso flex.<br><br>"I'm more of a hands-on guy. There are lots of ways to work out, especially in this amazing climate."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 23:48:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong>Sandra Shore <br>The Commons: from workout room to the pool table</strong><br><br>She laughed at Carter's comment. "Oh, hey, here. There's like three other people already in your guys' room and I totally want to share space with Sid, once he gets here, so here's that last key back." She held out the key in his direction. "I'm kind of thinking that we'll totally want to have a group meeting before we really settle on whose going to end up where, anyway. It's kind of not fair for the people who aren't here yet if they have to settle for whatever's left over, you know? I'm sure we'll get plenty of drama and don't really need to have people all bent out of shape before the first night and all."<br><br>"Anyway, I'm not huge on the whole fitness equipment thing, but I totally do yoga, so I'll probably be staking out a corner in here a few times a week." She gave them both a grin as she wandered her way back out of the workout room, leaving by the other door and heading back into the main area of the house where she was suddenly reminded that htey had a pool table. She grinned as she headed over to check it out, wondering if she'd get much time to play and whether or not there were any pool sharks among their ranks.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neysha</strong> on <strong>27-03-2013, 23:59:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/AmiTokito.jpg)</div><strong>Name: "Sunny" Sakurai<br>Location: Work Out Room</strong><br><br>"I've always wanted to try yoga," Sunny said as they continued their three way conversation, happy the other two were somewhat hitting it off. Truth was, she did have a gym membership back home and used some of the equipment for light weight lifting and the like, but when it came to cardio, she found treadmills and ellipticals and even bikes exceptionally boring. So she usually took to actually cycling, though she had left her Trek at home. Or otherwise she enjoyed swimming and various floor and mat exercises. <br><br>As they passed through the workout room and into the main area where there happened to be a pool table, Sunny immediately murmured a giggle and shook her head vigorously. "I'm absolutely awful at pool. Most things really. Games like that," she then added, not really specifying exactly what else she was bad at beyond pool. Nor did she expand that it wasn't so much that she was bad at pool, as that she played it maybe three times in her life, and sucked horribly all three times. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 00:07:32</strong>
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				As Sandra's eyes drifted over the fine pool table, she caught a glimpse of a sharp corner poking out of one of the corner pockets. Walking over, it became evident that it was the last envelope - four keys and a note that read, <em>#3 in the corner pocket</em>, within. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 00:15:37</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7955486#msg7955486">Quote from: Neysha on 27-03-2013, 23:59:25</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> "I'm absolutely awful at pool. Most things really. Games like that," <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"I'll play you," Carter shrugged at the red-head. "Want some pointers, Sunny?"<br><br>He wasn't the best player, but he could give a few pointers. The place was pretty empty now, just the three of them and the guy who had wielded the camera earlier/ Or Carter thought that memory was right.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 00:44:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong>Sandra Shore <br>The Commons: at the pool table</strong><br><br>Sandra let out a whoop. "Aha! There you are." She made a beeline for the corner pocket and held up the packet, doing a little impromptu jig. "So, who's with me to check out bedroom number three?"<br><br>She didn't wait for their answer, figuring that they'd follow or they wouldn't, and headed over to the third bedroom, noting that it was the front corner bedroom as she fitted one of the keys into the lock and swung the door wide.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neysha</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 01:25:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/AmiTokito.jpg)</div><strong>Name: "Sunny" Sakurai<br>Location: Commons</strong><br><br>"Awww and here I was hoping to tear up the carpet," said Sunny with an exaggerated frown as she made her horrible pun as Sandra headed off, obviously excited that she found one of the key packets. Not wanting to be left alone, she glanced at Carter and shrugged sheepishly. "How about I take a raincheck on those pool lessons," she said with a smile, her eyes suddenly glancing down at his midsection as she wondered if this pool tutoring would involve her leaning suggestively over the pool table, with his tall and broad body leaning over her in turn... <br><br>Shaking her head again, she smiled and followed Sandra. These guys were so dreamy she was catching herself daydreaming rather... more often and obvious then normal. <br><br>"I liked your little dance there Sandra," Sunny then said, her voice chasing after the redheaded busybody. "Do you dance? I dance," she then added, before frowning, realizing how lame that just sounded.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 01:48:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong>Sandra Shore <br>The Commons: At the Door to Bedroom 3</strong><br><br>She laughed. "I don't really dance, so much as just kind of spaz out in time to a beat, I'm afraid."<br><br>She peers into the bedroom. "I think I'd like to bunk up in here. This side of the house is totally going to be warmer in winter 'cause it's on the south side of the house."<br><br>She stuffed the keys into her pocket, leaving the door open so the others could check it out and turned back the way she came. "Ok, so you've got number two, I've got number three. I think someone else had one of the other rooms. Do we know about the last one?" she asked as she wandered back towards the pool table.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 01:54:14</strong>
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				<em><span class="bbc_u">Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Age: 21</span></em><span class="bbc_u"></span><div class="floatright">(http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z371/CamberRaine/rsz_tumblr_mgxr3zqltd1rmdmepo1_1280_zps8689963b.jpg)</div><br><br><br><em>See honey.. there's a place called heaven and a place called hell, place called prison and a place called jail, and da-da's probably on his way to all of em except one...</em> Bonnie and Clyde '97 by Eminem came blaring out the speakers of a dark black 1967 Impala. The girl driving looked as if she should be listening to the tweeny bop shit they continuously played on the radio as opposed to a song about murder. A petite half Korean, half Caucasian twenty one year old with impeccable bone structure and soulful brown eyes pulled the car into a space around the cul de sac of her new home slash job. She popped the trunk, pulling out a few light bags and setting them on the ground. Her attire was simple, dark brown leather 'jesus sandals', dark wash denim Fox shorts, and a loose white three fourth sleeve top. Brown gold aviators covered her eyes, leaving only her pert nose and full naturally pink lips to be seen. <br><br>Aubrey Taylor was late, yet again. This wasn't a new occurrence, in fact, more often than not, she was told to arrive an hour earlier than everybody else just in hopes of getting her there on time. She pushed her sunglasses to the top of her head, letting out a sigh. <em>Here goes nothin'...</em> She grabbed her bags, walking to the door and kneeing it open gently, setting her bags down in the foyer. There was a flurry of bustling movement around the house, leaving Aubrey with slight whiplash. She drug a hand through her hair, one hand on her hip before beginning to kick her bags down the hall, not really wanting to pick them back up. Aubrey came out looking down at her bags with a scowl, before calling,<strong> "Hey y'all,"</strong> to anybody within hearing range.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 02:09:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: the pool table<br><br>Raising an eyebrow at Sunny's 'carpet' comment, Carter chortled to himself. Nerves made everyone act differently, he supposed. Sandra's mind was clearly elsewhere and he sure as hell wasn't volunteering himself to dance. Guy had to draw the line somewhere.<br><br>Then a new hottie walked in and he was the lucky guy to spot her first. Well then!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 02:12:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arriving at the house, Entryway/Common Area<br><br>The taxi pulled into the semi-circular drive and the door behind the driver opened.&nbsp; Platform shoes lightly touched the cobblestone pavement before sculpted calves and ankles flexed to support the young woman.&nbsp; A white skirt, falling to mid thigh, led to a light blue spaghetti strap blouse which displayed ample golden skin.&nbsp; <br><br>The cab driver removed the two matching pieces of luggage from the cab's trunk and carried them to the front door before Anna paid him for the ride and tipped him for the service.&nbsp; The driver slipped her his card and told her to call him anytime she needed a ride before returning to to his car and pulling out of the drive.<br><br>The dark haired girl watched the cab pull away for a moment before she faced the door and knocked lightly.&nbsp; Figuring this was where she was going to live while in school and not knowing if anyone could hear a knock, Anna opened the door, grabbed her suitcases and entered the house.<br><br><strong>"Hello?"</strong> she called.<br><br>The first people she saw was the hot redhead, an Asian girl, and one of the guys.&nbsp; She recognized all of them from the cast pictures she had received; though, she couldn't quite recall their names.&nbsp; Well, Sandra Shore, she thought, but Anna wasn't sure if that was the girl's real name or her porn name.&nbsp; She thought the Asian girl's name might've been Sunny and the guy's name was Carter, or it may have been Chester.<br><br>The brunette glanced around once more before leaving her bags by the door and making her way over to the pool table.<br><br><strong>"Hi, I'm Anna.&nbsp; Guess, I'm a bit late.&nbsp; What's going on?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neysha</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 02:17:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/AmiTokito.jpg)</div><strong>Name: "Sunny" Sakurai<br>Location: Commons</strong><br><br>"It's a mystery," Sunny said in response to Sandra's question as the three of them heading back to the pool table, when just before any pool themed grinding could occur between Carter and her, yet another beautiful young woman stepped through the door with a very unique and head turning greeting. And just as Carter went to meet the girl, noticing her prior scowl as she thought she had to pick up her bags, yet another stunning brunette stepped into the living room literally seconds after Carter had helped clear Aubrey's luggage from the doorway. Struck dumb momentarily by the literal buffet of feminine beauty that had staggered in 'late,' Sunny glanced over to Sandra and smiled at her. "It's a good thing I'm not the jealous type," she said as she looked back and saw Carter in the midst of the two newly arrived brunette beauties. <br><br>"Hi I'm Sunny," she then said in a perky voice, not doing anything to hide her eagerness to meet new people before turning to Sandra. "And this is Sandra and Carter," she then said, introducing the other two in turn. "We just barely got here an hour ago and so far everyone I've met has been amazing," she said, abandoning the pool table for the moment as she approached the two girls, offering her free customary hugs before asking the two ladies in turn what their majors were.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 02:24:10</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><em>Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Age: 21<br>Tagged: Anybody in the immediate line of the front door</em></span><br><br>Her first sight was of the blonde she knew as Carter. Aubrey had hit on him in her interview, after all. A smirk played upon her lips as she stuck a small french tipped hand out. <strong>"Aubrey Taylor, nice to meet ya."</strong> She heard the door open behind her, a short haired brunette entering the house shortly after she did. Aubrey gave the girl a warm smile, trying to express that she was her new comrade in the hustle and bustle she had just thrown herself into. <br><br>When Sunny came around, Aubrey grinned. She was a perky thing, for sure. <strong>"Well you just seem like a glass full'a sunshine."</strong> There was sincerity in her voice as she spoke, peeking around the two to wave at Sandra. When Sunny wrapped her in a hug, she laughed, patting her back lightly. <strong>"Do any of y'all know what's up with rooms? Do we just crash somewhere, or is there a system?"</strong> Aubrey cocked her head at Sunny, grinning, <strong>"I'm in school to be a pharmacist. Whoop. How 'bout you lovely?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 02:28:22</strong>
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				While Carter didn't get a chance at shaking hands, he let it go. Frankly, he was beginning to feel like the oversized golden retriever of the group and had no idea what to do next. Better to keep an open expression for now and adapt as he went along.<br><br>The surreality of this was mind-boggling....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neysha</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 02:36:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/AmiTokito.jpg)</div><strong>Name: "Sunny" Sakurai<br>Location: Commons</strong><br><br>She decided Aubrey was officially awesome. Sure the accent was charming, but more importantly, it seemed her charm was more then just superficial with how warm she was in her response to Sunny's warm hug of a greeting. But what truly made her almost freak was that Aubrey actually asked what she was in school for. That bit of normalcy did wonders for her own sanity. "Economic history!" Sunny said gleefully, almost wanting to hug Aubrey again, but deciding that might be too much. Instead she glanced at Sandra. "Actually we're on a scavenger hunt for the bedroom keys... some sort of reality show game I guess. We've found three of the four so far it seems. Sandra just found one actually," Sunny then said, stepping aside to let Aubrey mingle with the other residents as she turned her attention to Anna now, offering up another hug subsidized hello to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 02:44:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Common Area<br><br>The smile was returned to Aubrey.&nbsp; It was nice to know she hadn't arrived too far behind everyone else.&nbsp; Aubrey seemed to be someone she could get along with and seemed like a great partner to figure things out with.&nbsp; She couldn't help but smile as she glanced upward at Carter through thick eyelashes.&nbsp; Her attention though was quickly snagged by Sunny's warm greeting.&nbsp; The hug seemed genuine, and Anna didn't mind the full on frontal hug.<br><br><strong>"Mass Comm, for now,"</strong> Anna responded and shrugged.&nbsp; <strong>"Wow, pharmacy?&nbsp; You must be really smart,"</strong> Anna said in response to Aubrey's answer to Sunny's question.&nbsp; Her gaze returned to the petite, bubbly girl, curious as to what Sunny's major was.&nbsp; She had to admit she had no idea what Economic History was, but figured there would be plenty of time to find that out when things were a bit calmer.<br><br>A finger wave was given to Sandra as Anna waited for the redhead to join them, the crowd around her to thin slightly, or for the group to migrate further into the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 02:58:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: front door<br><br>"There's not much to the place," Carter said quietly and automatically reached down to grab whatever bags he could get big hands on. "But come on in. Let me help."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 03:25:38</strong>
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				Dillon Webb <div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div>In the kitchen<br><br>&nbsp;Dillon leaned against the wall for just a moment and closed his eyes, then all of a sudden two new girls were at the door. He forced himself to focus and got off the wall. The perky trio greeted the new girls who were as pretty and interesting as all the others. He watched closely as Carter helped them in but used the excuse of packing up his camera to stay close. Dillon was not the type to step up and try to impress ladies right away, but God's bless Carter because someone has to do it.<br><br>Anna seemed nice enough and he could tell she was taking it all in. Aubry seemed filled with confidence, and that accent of course was lovely. He would love to hear her talk dirty with that voice. <br><br>He locked eyes with both of the new girls as soon as he can and smiles warmly at them.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 03:47:03</strong>
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				<em><span class="bbc_u">Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Age: 21<br>Tagged: Main area group</span></em><br><br>Aubrey gave a grateful smile when she realized Carter had picked up her bags. <strong>"Thank ya much. I was beginning to feel a bit like a pack mule."</strong> She shrugged, as if it was somebodies else's fault she had packed so much damn stuff. As Sunny spouted off her major, she giggled. <strong>"I'm sorry to say I don't know what that is, but you seem enthusiastic, so I'll be enthusiastic too! Yay for economic history majors!"</strong><br><br>She furrowed her eyebrows at the key situation. <strong>"So...we have to find our room keys? That's bologna. Makin' me, or rather this tall drink of water, lug my bags around until I find a key."</strong> Aubrey nodded back towards Carter to indicate which tall drink of water she was referring to. There were so many, of course. When Anna commented on her intelligence, she shrugged brushing it off. <strong>"Dedicated, more like it. Doesn't take brain power to memorize pharmacology. I was always good at those matching games."</strong><br><br>A dark contrast to Carter's blondness came sauntering out of what looked to be the kitchen. Aubrey studied him closely, offering her hand when he smiled. <strong>"Aubrey Taylor. You are?"</strong> A small half smile was given to him as Aubrey appraised his dark good looks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 03:56:46</strong>
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				Dillon Webb <div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div>In the commons area<br><br>&nbsp;He took her hand firmly and looked her right in the eye. He liked the way she studied him right back and did not seem to back down. Her half smile was damn cute but that voice was the best part. He could listen to her read the phone book.<br><br>"The name is Dillon and don't&nbsp; about the keys, I am sure some guy will help you with that." He says with a grin. Of course he knew he had a key and most likely was going to give it to her but it was nice to keep things playful.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 03:58:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: living room sofa<br><br>Shrugging, Carter hauled the bags over to one of the couches so they would be neat and reasonably safe out of the way. He had no idea if the rest of the keys had been found or who had them, so he couldn't be helpful there. Ah well, hopefully It'd gain him points with the ladies.<br><br>Sighing, Carter flopped down onto another of the many couches and automatically smacked the front apron of the Utilikilt so that he wasn't flashing the whole world. For now, he'd try the observer routine and see what he could glean. So he lounged back against the couch and splayed his arms along the back of it and propped one workboot onto the opposite knee. The arrogant lion pose had worked before....<br><br>So why not now?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 04:34:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong>Sandra Shore <br>The Commons</strong><br><br>Sandra watched as even more people arrived, feeling just a little bit sad every time the door opened and it wasn't Sid. <br><br>She shrugged and went over to where her bags were stashed in the hall between what she now knew was the communal shower and what looked like a dance studio. She pulled out her notepad, a couple of pens in different colors, and her small camera before heading back over to the couch section.<br><br>She stood facing as many of the rest of the people as she could see, knowing that there was at least one off somewhere else in the place. <strong>"Hey, guys. I'm totally gonna call for a house meeting either when everybody is finally here and more or less settled or it's like 9pm, whichever comes first."</strong> While her voice was raised, she didn't actually shout at the rest of them. That done, she settled herself in the chair closest to the bookcase and locked door and started taking notes, raising her camera every so often to snap a shot of whatever it was she was aiming at that moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 04:45:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div>Marcos Iglesias<br>The Commons<br><br>Marcos cracked his neck as he slowly dragged himself into The Commons after, silently, managing to store his bags in his room. Reaching into his right pocket, Marcos pulled out a Smart Phone and looked at his new messages. He decided to leave them be for now and look towards his new housemates. He gave a silent nod to everyone he saw and held up his right arm as a sign he was going to say something.<br><br>"I'm Marcos Iglesias. It's a pleasure to meet each and everyone of you."<br><br>Marcos brought the arm down and aimed his right thumb at his chess. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 04:50:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: couch<br><br>Without much else to do, Carter acknowledged both Sandra and Marcos with polite nods and stretched his legs out, wondering if maybe he should go try out that pool he spotted when he left his bike out there earlier in this crazy afternoon...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 05:05:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Common Area<br><br>Anna simply smiled when Aubrey dismissed her smarts.&nbsp; It was something a lot of people did, but it wasn't something Anna truly appreciated.&nbsp; If somebody was smart they shouldn't downplay it.&nbsp; Just as if someone was good looking they shouldn't downplay that either.&nbsp; There was a difference between being humble and being immodest, at least in Anna's opinion.&nbsp; Anyways, it wasn't that big of a deal.&nbsp; Aubrey was still nice enough, and Anna knew who to go to for help in chemistry, math, and probably some other things.<br><br>The short-haired brunette gave Carter a questioning look when he said there wasn't much to the place and quickly smiled appreciatively when he picked up one of her bags with Aubrey's.&nbsp; Her hand gently squeezed his forearm to show how appreciative she was.<br><br>A lot was going on seemingly at the same time.&nbsp; Anna was waiting for Sunny's response, but even as she did so a dark haired guy came out of the kitchen and greeted Aubrey and her.&nbsp; Her brown eyes locked with his for a moment and she gave him a soft, coy smile before Aubrey shook his hand.&nbsp; Anna waited to offer her hand until Aubrey and Dillon had finished their greeting.<br><br>She turned back to the door, grabbed her other bag, and moved it to where Carter had deposited her other suitcase by the couch.&nbsp; Anna didn't feel like sitting, there were too many people to meet and things to explore, even if "the place wasn't much".&nbsp; She smirked at Carter's modesty.<br><br><strong>"You know, I've never really met anyone who could pull of a kilt.&nbsp; That's pretty impressive.&nbsp; Have you always worn one or is it a cool college thing?"</strong><br><br>She turned her attention to Sandra when the redhead made her announcement.&nbsp; It seemed a bit pushy to her but she could understand wanting to organize and maybe set some house rules.&nbsp; Anna just thought that figuring out the room situation should happen first.<br><br>When Marcos entered Anna's eyes roamed over the Latin stud once before she smiled.&nbsp; <strong>"Hi Marcos, I'm Anna."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neysha</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 05:07:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/AmiTokito.jpg)</div><strong>Name: "Sunny" Sakurai<br>Location: Commons</strong><br><br>It went almost without saying, especially at this juncture, that Sunny was keeping an eye on Carter's comings and goings, and not even the entrance of a sultry Latin guy like Marcos distracted her from the blonde skyscraper she had already lock lips with. After basking in a bit of momentary adoration with Aubrey before seeing her meet the semi-unnerving guy in the kitchen, whom Sunny found herself rather instinctively wary of, she found herself nodding with Sandra's suggestion. "I think that's a good idea. We should meet at 9 PM or when everyone gets settled, but not here. I was thinking the pool in back," Sunny then suggested eagerly. Normally she wouldn't be so presumptuous, but truth was, she was willing to overcome any nervous reluctance she had about stripping to her swimsuit if she got a chance to see all of the guys, and girls to a lesser extent, also similarly unclad with anything but their swim apparel.<br><br>Just from glancing around the room, she just knew it was a veritable buffet of manliness and beauty around here. Her dark eyes darted about the room, wondering if anyone else would agree with her impromptu idea.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 05:10:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/KenzaBailian1.jpg)</div>Name: Kenza<br>Location: Living room entrance<br>Aimed at: Whomsoever she comes across<br><br>Before Kenza arrived she was expecting a plethora of different things; <em>will it be rude if I walk in on someone getting it on? Will they get rid of me if I ask too many questions? Will they like me?</em> She couldn’t respond to any of them for certain. However once she arrived and saw the amount of conversations taking place she felt right at ease.<br><br>Clutching a case in one hand and dragging a giant bag she managed a smile. <strong>“I’m Kenza, hello!”</strong> Her gaze was drawn to the elegance of their mansion. It was not extravagant compared to what she has grown up in but it still didn’t seem like a bad place to spend so much time at. <br><br>She wondered about the bedrooms, the quarters and the living situation. Once more she thought about picking the person who will have an idea about where she can drop her luggage, but the knowledge eluded her for the moment. She had done her part by taking the first step forward, now it was someone else’s to make an effort. She stood in a corner and smiled.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 05:14:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div><br>Marcos shifted his gaze towards Anna. With a smile on his face, Marcos walked over to Anna to better greet himself with the woman he couldn't take his eyes off of. Holding out his right hand, Marcos bent it under his chest and gave a formal bow.&nbsp; This was something Marcos made a habit of a long time ago. Something he liked to do to people he wished to speak to.<br><br>"A pleasure to meet you Senorita. It seems everyone is... busy at the moment. It's hard finding someone to talk to."<br><br>Marcos gaze shifted towards all of those who didn't give a name to Marcos. Marcos didn't mind. He was a sociable person. Something that garnered him to meet many people in his life. Standing up straight, Marcos shifted his gaze back towards Anna.<br><br>"So interested in the money as well?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 05:20:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: couch<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7957123#msg7957123">Quote from: AribethAmkiir on 28-03-2013, 05:05:45</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"You know, I've never really met anyone who could pull of a kilt.&nbsp; That's pretty impressive.&nbsp; Have you always worn one or is it a cool college thing?"</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Since I became my own man."<br><br>Before he could do more than answer the question, she was off again, but the impression had been made. There was something about that glorious shade of Mediterranean skin that made him want to lick her all over. It was a weakness and one he hadn't run into in a long time. Beneath the heavy cotton, his cock jerked and he was happy for the camouflage, his eyes never leaving her trim form.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neysha</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 05:21:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/AmiTokito.jpg)</div><strong>Name: "Sunny" Sakurai<br>Location: Commons</strong><br><br>"Hello! I'm Sunny," the petite Asian said, moving in for another hug with the new girl Kendra. "Economic history," she then added, citing her major... yet again. "I love your accent... can... may I ask what your nationality is?" she then added after practically forcing a hug on her before taking a step back, allowing this next new girl to go out and about and meet everyone else. "We're all just getting to know each other and get settled and all. There was a scavenger hunt for bedroom keys but we've only found like... three of the keys to the rooms," she added, helpfully bringing Kendra and hopefully Marcos up to speed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 05:35:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/KenzaBailian1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kenza<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room entrance<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Sunny. Carter. Others. <br><br><strong>“Oh, hi!”</strong> Kenza hugged the petite Asian back. She clearly recognized the girl from her picture and the cheeky profile she had up when she read up on her. <strong>“My name’s Kenza, I am from Bahrain, well… Turkey technically, but my father’s originally from there.”</strong> <em>He runs the country more or less.</em> She was about to add, but decided to keep that part to herself for now. Her eyes widened as the girl shared her major, it was such a fascinating subject!<br><br><strong>“Oh then I’m not late, I’m so glad!”</strong> She walked over in the living room making use of the space she was allowed. <strong>“I was really worried I may have been late and well… I worry a lot so you’ll have to bear with that, but it’s so nice to be here… really happy to be around.”</strong> <br><br>Kenza glances at the nice, blonde man on the couch and waves at him when she sees him looking at her. <strong>“A scavenger hunt, huh? How exciting… I suppose I should leave my stuff right here then for now.”</strong> Her eyes sparkling as they surveyed this new place.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 05:35:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Common Area<br><br>Anna hadn't gone anywhere.&nbsp; She was still standing near the couches where Carter was lounging.&nbsp; Marcos had crossed the room and bowed to her, which made Anna a little unsure how to proceed.&nbsp; She wasn't used to people bowing and given Marocs' obvious Latin heritage, she wasn't sure if it was a cultural thing or a quirk.&nbsp; She didn't laugh outwardly, but it did make her feel special, in an awkward sort of way.<br><br>She shrugged to Marcos when he said it was hard to find someone to talk to.&nbsp; From what she'd observed, in the short few minutes she'd been there, everyone was more than eager to talk.<br><br><strong>"People are just trying to get to know each other.&nbsp; I wouldn't take anything personal.&nbsp; Just takes time to get around to know everyone."</strong><br><br>Her brow furrowed and she gave Marcos a questioning glance, <strong>"money?&nbsp; I'm just here for the scholarship.&nbsp; I don't know anything about money."</strong><br><br>She wasn't sure she liked the implication that she was only there for the money.&nbsp; Even if it was partially true.&nbsp; She guessed she should get used to that assumption by people since she was doing porn now.&nbsp; That thought still amazed her.<br><br><strong>"Hey, have you met Carter?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked Marcos as she turned toward the kilt-wearing hunk.&nbsp; <strong>"What do you mean, "since you became your own man"?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked, resuming their previous conversation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 05:40:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div>"Money as in the scholarship. You do know this scholarship does go towards our college to pay for our tuition right? Well technically, you can do what you please with it."<br><br>Marcos looked towards Carter with a small smile. Marcos was always willing to make friends with guys. He just didn't like the idea of having sexual intercourse with them. The idea of being with a man didn't sit well with Marcos despite the fact that he didn't mind homosexuals and even had a few friends who were. He nodded his head towards him and spoke.<br><br>"We greeted each other slightly. If we all decide to go out, I wouldn't mind having a drinking buddy like him."<br><br>Marcos crossed his arms as he looked towards Anna with a raised eyebrow.<br><br>"We do get to go out right? Staying around the house can be such a bore despite having many friends over."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 05:46:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7957295#msg7957295">Quote from: AribethAmkiir on 28-03-2013, 05:35:43</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"Hey, have you met Carter?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked Marcos as she turned toward the kilt-wearing hunk.&nbsp; <strong>"What do you mean, "since you became your own man"?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked, resuming their previous conversation.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Belatedly, Carter realized he was staring and shook it off as Anna and Marcos talked. Standing, he finally offered a hand. "Utilikilts are a Seattle thing. And I think I would have looked pretty ridiculous as a skinny little pale kid in one, no?"<br><br>He was well aware that his sheer mass was one of the reasons he could pull the garment off.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 05:48:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7957368#msg7957368">Quote from: Greytrail Ravenswolf on 28-03-2013, 05:46:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Belatedly, Carter realized he was staring and shook it off as Anna and Marcos talked. Standing, he finally offered a hand. "Utilikilts are a Seattle thing. And I think I would have looked pretty ridiculous as a skinny little pale kid in one, no?"<br><br>He was well aware that his sheer mass was one of the reasons he could pull the garment off.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div><br>Taking the hand, Marcos shook it. Taking a look at Carter, Marcos decided to ask a question that may prove to be informational in the future.<br><br>"Can you handle your liquor sir?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 05:53:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong>Sandra Shore <br>The Commons - The Chair in the southeast corner</strong><br><br>Sandra was taking copious notes in her little corner, looking up frequently as people milled about and moved from place to place. She also had a slightly tattered copy of the promo folder that everybody had received, using it to match names to the faces that were milling about. <br><br>At one point, she did a slow pan with the small camera, obviously taking a video shot of the place from her vantage point in the corner.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 05:54:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7957384#msg7957384">Quote from: MasterOfMyFate on 28-03-2013, 05:48:20</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div><br>Taking the hand, Marcos shook it. Taking a look at Carter, Marcos decided to ask a question that may prove to be informational in the future.<br><br>"Can you handle your liquor sir?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Sure," Carter grinned, forcing himself to focus on the other man. "Can you imagine how much fun this will be with a little booze added in?"<br><br>With a chuckle, he gestured at the collection of gorgeous women in the room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 05:58:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7957425#msg7957425">Quote from: Greytrail Ravenswolf on 28-03-2013, 05:54:56</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Sure," Carter grinned, forcing himself to focus on the other man. "Can you imagine how much fun this will be with a little booze added in?"<br><br>With a chuckle, he gestured at the collection of gorgeous women in the room.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div><br>"Wanna conspire together to get everyone twisted?"<br><br>Marcos noticed it was hard for him to pay attention to another man. He couldn't blame him. Looking around, it was hard to even notice that a man is even in the room let alone find one to become buddy buddy with. Still, if Marcos wanted someone to not have sex with it be a guy. Plus, if all the guys got together to form a little group... the endless terror would strike the household.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 06:01:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Common Area<br><br>Anna grinned as the two guys seemed to get over their homophobia and realize they were both more interested in the female company than each other.<br><br><strong>"Now you're talking my language.&nbsp; A little alcohol, some music, this place is a party house just waiting to happen."</strong> She turned her attention back to Marcos, <strong>"hey, I've never been here before.&nbsp; So I'm definitely planning on going out.&nbsp; Like you said, it'd get old to spend all our time here, no matter how nice the house is."</strong><br><br>Before continuing the conversation about partying, alcohol, hot women, and gorgeous guys, Anna gave a nod at Sandra and the handheld camera.&nbsp; <strong>"What's that about?&nbsp; Aren't there enough cameras in this place already?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 06:04:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: living room<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7957449#msg7957449">Quote from: MasterOfMyFate on 28-03-2013, 05:58:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Wanna conspire together to get everyone twisted?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Still distracted and definitely getting horny now with all the beauty on display, Carter to a moment to register that Marcos had addressed him again.<br><br>"What? What do you mean, twisted? but, I'm listening, y'know, as much as I can."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 06:05:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Marcos grinned as he heard the mentioning of cameras.<br><br>"Imagine how many cameras are focused on Bedroom #1. If I was a camera man, most of today's footage would be about that. Well that and the showers."<br><br>Marcos reached in his pocket and pulled out his phone. No one could see what he was doing exactly, just that his right thumb was tapping it repeatedly as if he was sending a text. Sliding the phone back into his pocket, Marcos continued to speak to the people before him.<br><br>"I mean everyone getting stupid drunk. How many people do you think would get white girl wasted? You would love white girl wasted."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 06:13:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: living room<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7957495#msg7957495">Quote from: MasterOfMyFate on 28-03-2013, 06:05:59</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Marcos reached in his pocket and pulled out his phone. No one could see what he was doing exactly, just that his right thumb was tapping it repeatedly as if he was sending a text. Sliding the phone back into his pocket, Marcos continued to speak to the people before him.<br><br>"I mean everyone getting stupid drunk. How many people do you think would get white girl wasted? You would love white girl wasted."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"No man, not wasted. That's a line I don't cross. My mother would find me and murder me. But a good, old fashioned party? Sure. As for cameras, the things I've assumed are all over. Damned if I can find them though."<br><br>Happily grinning at Anna, Carter continued speaking.<br><br>"I think there's supposed to be a company rep at some point. And a house meeting to figure out beds and things, but after that, we tear this place up, or get the hell out of here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 06:22:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Common Area<br><br>Anna listened to the conversation for a moment before adding to it.<br><br><strong>"So your mom would murder you for getting wasted but she's okay with you being in an adult film?"</strong>&nbsp; She gave Carter a friendly yet disbelieving smile.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"You know wasted is another term for being drunk, right?&nbsp; As far as "white girl trashed".&nbsp; I don't think I'll be losing it that much.&nbsp; I don't want to be the drunk, stupid girl on the show.&nbsp; Doesn't mean I won't have my fair share of fun though."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 06:27:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div>Marcos looked towards Anna with a small grin. Hearing about someone having a mother issue was nothing new to Marcos. He made boys into men and had them get over their fear of being caught plenty of times. It was all a matter of mind games. Something this man was proud to use.<br><br>"Think we should teach this one some drunk slang since he seems to not know much? Also, I'm one to not get wasted despite taking shot after shot of Tequila."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 06:28:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7957615#msg7957615">Quote from: AribethAmkiir on 28-03-2013, 06:22:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"So your mom would murder you for getting wasted but she's okay with you being in an adult film?"</strong>&nbsp; She gave Carter a friendly yet disbelieving smile.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"You know wasted is another term for being drunk, right?&nbsp; As far as "white girl trashed".&nbsp; I don't think I'll be losing it that much.&nbsp; I don't want to be the drunk, stupid girl on the show.&nbsp; Doesn't mean I won't have my fair share of fun though."</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"You misunderstand," Carter chuckled, including both of his richly-hued companions. "My mother would murder me if I disrespected a woman. Well, without her telling me I could anyway. She'd be far more pissed off about that than being a red-blooded male on camera."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 06:52:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: living room<br><br>"Well, it's been a pleasure meeting everyone, but I think I'm going to give in to my impulse to go explore the swimming pool. Anyone's free to join me!"<br><br>Nodding politely to his companions, Carter excused himself and began walking away, deliberately yanking open the thick belt around his waist as he headed back to room 2 to change.<br><br>"And anyone can use this room to change in until sleeping arrangements get figured out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 06:56:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div>Marcos gestured towards Carter as a way to say 'see you later' silently. This time was going to be fun to Marcos. With so many different kinds of people, everyone just had a flavor that would hold a different taste. Not a sexual innuendo thing.<br><br>"This place must have plenty of entertainment. Although, I still believe going out to places would be preferable." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:00:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Common Area<br><br><strong>"Oh,"</strong> Anna laughed lightly.&nbsp; <strong>"I see.&nbsp; I haven't told my parents yet.&nbsp; I don't know that I'm going to,"</strong> she shrugged.<br><br><strong>"How about you, Marcos?&nbsp; Have you told anyone you're doing this?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked curiously.<br><br>She figured moving the talk about how much someone could drink, and the pissing contest that seemed to inevitably follow, was a good idea.&nbsp; It was likely only a matter of time before the men began measuring.<br><br><strong>"What's this stuff about finding a key and getting a room?&nbsp; If we don't find a key we have to sleep out in the commons?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:03:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div>Marcos had to think for a moment. Who didn't he tell this to? His mother was one for sure. Anyone who isn't a friend of his or his dad were people he didn't tell. Otherwise, every male and female friend he had a number for in his phone was someone he told.<br><br>"Just about everyone who is in this phone besides family members. Well my dad too. Also, I managed to secure Bedroom #3 for the evening. It's got plenty of beds right now if your interested."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:13:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: near front door<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7957834#msg7957834">Quote from: AribethAmkiir on 28-03-2013, 07:00:01</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"What's this stuff about finding a key and getting a room?&nbsp; If we don't find a key we have to sleep out in the commons?"</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Carter grinned playfully over his shoulder as he paused in walking away.<br><br>"I'd invite you, but I seem to have been claimed already. Shame."<br><br>Pulling off the baggy white t-shirt revealed an astonishingly detailed tapestry of ink covering well over half of his pristinely pale back and he stayed put for effect.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:14:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong>Sandra Shore <br>The Commons - The Chair in the southeast corner</strong><br><br>Sandra looks up from her writing at the mention of bedroom number three. "Wow, really? You don't even know who has the keys, and you've already claimed a bed?" She grins at Marcos to show that she wasn't being mean about it, just teasing him a bit.<br><br>"I really think we should wait until we have more than half of us here before we decide who is sleeping where. I mean, it's cool to do the whole first come first served thing, but how would you feel if you were one of the last people to arrive because of something you couldn't even control and you had to settle for the leftover spots because the rest of us were too selfish to wait a little bit?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:21:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div>Marcos lifted up his left index finger and faced Sandra. He donned a sly grin as he spoke, shaking his index finger for dramatic effect.<br><br>"Now now, Carter has the keys at the moment. It shouldn't be hard to ask him for a key."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:25:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7957966#msg7957966">Quote from: MasterOfMyFate on 28-03-2013, 07:21:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div>Marcos lifted up his left index finger and faced Sandra. He donned a sly grin as he spoke, shaking his index finger for dramatic effect.<br><br>"Now now, Carter has the keys at the moment. It shouldn't be hard to ask him for a key."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Sorry, bro, I'm in Two. You gotta ask the lady there about Three."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:26:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7957983#msg7957983">Quote from: Greytrail Ravenswolf on 28-03-2013, 07:25:44</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Sorry, bro, I'm in Two. You gotta ask the lady there about Three."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Really now? I thought you had all four from the looks of it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:28:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Common Area<br><br><strong>"Coed rooms, huh?&nbsp; Well, that's better than sleeping in the common's room.&nbsp; Even if it's just for tonight,"</strong> she responded to Marcos before hearing what Sandra had to say.&nbsp; <strong>"She has a point.&nbsp; I don't know.&nbsp; Are the rooms all that different from each other?</strong>&nbsp; She asked the redhead.&nbsp; <strong>"I hope people would be willing to trade if there was a need.&nbsp; Who all hasn't shown up, yet?"</strong><br><br>Her eyes drifted to Carter and she couldn't help but admire the ink work on his pale skin.&nbsp; <strong>"What do you mean, you've already been claimed?"</strong> 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:28:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7957990#msg7957990">Quote from: MasterOfMyFate on 28-03-2013, 07:26:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Really now? I thought you had all four from the looks of it."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Nope, I found room Two early on. By the spartan decor, I'm guessing the rooms are all pretty much the same anyway."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:31:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7957994#msg7957994">Quote from: AribethAmkiir on 28-03-2013, 07:28:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Her eyes drifted to Carter and she couldn't help but admire the ink work on his pale skin.&nbsp; <strong>"What do you mean, you've already been claimed?"</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Chuckling as he coiled up his belt, Carter shrugged. "Only for sleeping arrangements. I'm guessing-- hoping really-- that will be fluid. Otherwise this whole social experiment will fall flat, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:31:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong>Sandra Shore <br>The Commons - The Chair in the southeast corner</strong><br><br>She watched Marcos speak with a silly grin as he declared Carter holder of all of the keys, and it only grew wider when the tall hunk set him straight.<br><br>"I'm the one that found the set for room three. Carter's got a couple from room two, and there's a couple of other people with keys, there. I think someone found the keys for room four, but you can't quote me, and I have no idea if anyone's found keys for room one." She considers all of that for a moment.<br><br>"Oh, and there is one house key for each of us on the counter in the kitchen. Several of us already have ours. There's also two remotes for the garage door, which holds two cars. And there are at least two doors that I know of that we don't know where the keys are."<br><br>"As for rooms, I'm hoping that Sid and I, he's my boyfriend and he's one of the guys that isn't here yet," she frowned at that, "can claim a bed in there 'cause I want the southern facing. Other than that, though, I don't know if there's any difference in the rooms. Though it looks like two and three share a bathroom between them. Though it looks like the only showers or tubs are in that communal shower over there," she finished, pointing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:39:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Anyone has an idea who has four? If all else fails, at least get everyone but me a room. I'd take the couch if anything."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:45:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Common Area<br><br><strong>"I see,"</strong> she said turning from Carter's direction, even though the expression on her face showed that she was quite confused.<br><br><strong>"Yeah, no offense Sandra, but I think I'd rather not share a room with a couple.&nbsp; That is kinda cool that you and your boyfriend joined the show.&nbsp; Are you two going to be okay with that though?"</strong><br><br>Red flags were definitely going off in Anna's mind, but there was little she could do about it.&nbsp; A couple on a reality porn show.&nbsp; Well, the producers probably wanted drama as well as sex.<br><br><strong>"So, do you know who else has keys?"</strong> Anna asked the insightful and helpful redhead and echoed Marcos' question.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:45:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7958049#msg7958049">Quote from: MasterOfMyFate on 28-03-2013, 07:39:06</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Anyone has an idea who has four? If all else fails, at least get everyone but me a room. I'd take the couch if anything."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"I doubt it's that bad," Carter laughed, but paused when he remembered the blatant lack of furnishings in the big house.<br><br>Maybe there was something to Marcos' comment after all...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 07:46:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dillon Webb <div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div>In the commons<br><br>&nbsp;Dillon listened as best he could to this conversation about drinking and room keys while still having a talk withh his new southern friend. Dillon did not drink as a general rule and did not want to dull his senses in any way while he was here. As for the rooms he was very interested how all of this will work out. He did not intend to rule over his room but he was going to have fun with those keys before the day was done.<br><br>He looked over at Sandra with curiosity. On the surface they were similar. Both of y then were observers. Both found people fascinating, but Dillon assumed that under the surface he had a much darker side than the red head. He looked forward to finding out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 08:02:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong>Sandra Shore <br>The Commons - The Chair in the southeast corner</strong><br><br>She shrugged at Anna's comment. <strong>"That's ok. If nobody is comfortable with it, we can bunk down in separate rooms and fool around other times. We weren't a couple when we signed up; we met at a party sometime later, but before being accepted. We're hoping this thing doesn't screw with our relationship too much, but if it does, that just means that we probably weren't right for each other, anyway."</strong> She gave another shrug, looking like she was ok with that, too.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 08:08:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div>"I say that it is good you two can stick together in a thing like this. But it is going to be tough with all this temptation running around."<br><br>Marcos slid his gaze over to Anna for a bit when he said the last part. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 08:50:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Common Area<br><br><strong>"Temptation?&nbsp; I don't think I noticed,"</strong> she grinned at Marcos with a wink.<br><br><strong>"So you just happened to meet someone else on the show before today?&nbsp; What are the odds of that?&nbsp; It's definitely cool.&nbsp; I think I may've asked for a break during the show and tried to pick it up afterwards, but hey if you can make it work all the more power to you.&nbsp; You've got a good outlook on it though,"</strong> she gave Sandra what she hoped was a supportive and encouraging smile.<br><br><strong>"I think Carter was right though.&nbsp; We should move this to the pool.&nbsp; I can just change in one of the bathrooms until we figure out the room assignments.&nbsp; Sandra, do you mind if I use your bathroom to change?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 08:58:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore <br>The Commons - The Chair in the southeast corner</span></strong><br><br>She nodded. <strong>"Yeah. It kinda made me wonder if they'd figured out we were together before choosing us to be here."</strong> She shrugged, not really caring either way.<br><br><strong>"Not my bathroom, yet, but since there's no guest bathrooms in this place, go for it. You guys go have fun. I'm going to hold down the fort in here for a bit, see who else shows up. We're still missing like a quarter of our cast."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Duelist925</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 09:56:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/Duelist925/dj-quall-tobey-maguire-look-alike.jpg)</div><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Randall Stevens<br><br>Common Room</strong></span><br><br>Randall hauled his bags out of the taxi's drunk--more would be delivered later, but for now, he had a backpack and a duffel bag full of his various things. Head bobbing to the music blasting through his headphones, he strode up the drive to the house and headed in after taking a look at the bit of paper on the front door. He looked round as he entered--first moving to get a house key from where the lil door note had said they were, then, promptly, claiming a couch for the moment. <br><br>"Fuck if I'm going running around looking for a room key." He yawned. "Looks like I'm hardly the first here anyway--probably been found." He muttered to himself. <br><br>Only then did he think to actually look round enough to see if anyone was there...observant fella, wasn't he? Nodding amiably to any there, he'd free up one ear from the music player, offering a friendly smile. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 14:06:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: near front door<br><br>Well, at least the suggestion for the relief of the pool had filtered through some of the group. The haze of nerves and underlying lust was like a taste in the air and Carter was getting more than a little conflicted by it. He could feel the frown of headache between his brows and he made a conscious effort to try and relax.<br><br>"Shoulda brought something alcoholic with me," he muttered, probably amusing Marcos.<br><br>Rubbing his removed tee over his face he flashed a smile at the one new girl he'd barely noted, another swarthy beauty with dramatic bone structure, but fell silent as yet another stranger stepped in.<br><br>Fuck. The reality of eighteen people was starting to sink in now. When the new guy, slightly built and clearly distracted, looked around with a smile, Carter quirked one back. No point in being a jerk to anyone in this Twilight Zone dorm of weirdness, right?<br><br>Pool, right.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neysha</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 14:18:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/AmiTokito.jpg)</div><strong>Name: "Sunny" Sakurai<br>Location: Commons</strong><br><br>Sunny was in a bit of a conundrum, while she had her suspicions with some of the folks like Dillon, she had nothing to go on with her extremely mild suspicions and thus didn't bother rendering a judgment. After all, he seemed nice enough when talking with Aubrey earlier. But Marcos had put her on edge. Truth was, there was nothing that atypical or worrying about his behavior, in fact in most campuses he would be pretty common. Not to mention on a show like this, she was actually surprised that there weren't more people close to his form of personality. Nevertheless, after having such positive interaction with Carter and Matthew and several of the girls, she was suddenly wary of his somewhat brash, though still harmless behavior. His interaction with Sandra pertaining to the bedroom, and more importantly, his talk of getting girls twisted with Carter of all people, was somewhat disconcerting to her.<br><br>Still, she was far too polite to speak up or challenge Marcos, and while she didn't want to abandon Carter while sitting next to him on the couch, she was finding herself rather preoccupied with her nerves, which were finally catching up to her and thus making her rather quiet as the conversational tempo shifted and rose. "Excuse me," Sunny finally said, meekly rising from the couch, but not before giving Carter's forearm a tight squeeze to let him know just how interested she perpetually was in him. "I'm going to go explore," she then added, prompted enough by Carter's remarks to act on her own urge and check out the backyard pool.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 15:29:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div> <br>"I might as well change too."<br><br>Marcos said after he caught Anna's wink. Looking around, Marcos began to think on where he woulx change for the time being.<br><br>"Not a wide selection for me to change now, is there?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 15:42:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7959058#msg7959058">Quote from: MasterOfMyFate on 28-03-2013, 15:29:21</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div> <br>"I might as well change too."<br><br>Marcos said after he caught Anna's wink. Looking around, Marcos began to think on where he woulx change for the time being.<br><br>"Not a wide selection for me to change now, is there?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"There's a half-bath in room two if you want to borrow. I don't really give a crap about my privacy. Unless I'm doing homework." Chuckling, he waved the smaller man off towards the bedrooms. "So, yeah," he said to the room at large. "Guess the party's moving to the pool."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 16:45:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div>"I will take you up on that offer."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 19:40:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/KenzaBailian1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kenza<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room entrance<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> The Commons <br><br>She sat as the conversation took place around, a couple new people came in and a good number of keys have already been discovered. She wondered if she had taken this one particular group of people up on their offer for pool, but eventually decided it was right not to. Whilst trying to settle is something she can deal with at the moment, it will be near difficult to open her suitcase in front of everyone and go looking for a swimsuit. <br><br><em>You did bring your swimsuit, didn’t you?</em> For a moment she was horrified when she wondered about it, but finally calmed down after realizing she indeed packed one for herself. <br><br>Reaching into her handbag bag Kenza pulled out a book herself, having seen one of the other students engage in such, and began to read it. Sure there were loud people around but it was nothing compared to trying to read in a palace full of angry sheikhs playing hide and seek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 20:56:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Common Area<br><br><strong>"Thanks Sandra.&nbsp; If you get tired of "manning the fort" you can always come out and visit.&nbsp; I'd love to get to know you better.&nbsp; You too Aubrey, and Kenza,"</strong> Anna commented as she moved to her luggage and rifled through a side pocket.<br><br>In her experience, a swimsuit was usually the first thing unpacked and worn and from what little reality TV she'd watched, she noted that most of the houses had a pool or jacuzzi.&nbsp; After a moment, she removed the bikini and a cover and then closed the bag.<br><br>She smiled at Randall, but since he hadn't introduced himself or said much of anything, she decided to simply depart for the room three's bathroom, change, and then head to the pool.<br><br>A few minutes later, Anna walked back through the common's room on her way to the pool.&nbsp; She wore a blue cover up, that did little more than add a see through layer over her black bikini, but helped give the impression that she wasn't giving people more than an eye full as she passed through the house.&nbsp; The bikini fit well, the cups covered and supported her breasts while revealing ample cleavage and the bottoms covered her round ass while showing plenty of leg.&nbsp; She appeared to be more than comfortable in the suit, having worn it often while she had lived in Las Vegas.&nbsp; On her right shoulder, she carried one of the house's towels.<br><br><strong>"See you guys out there,"</strong> she said to the general assembly still inside the common's room before she exited out the back door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 21:23:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div><br>Removing himself from the general vicinity, Marcos slid into Carter's room with a small bag that contained his swim suit. Marcos had a thing for keeping tidy. Cleanliness is next to godliness they say. Placing a pair of swim shorts that went about 5 inches past his knee, Marcos adjusted them to have them hold onto his waist. They were completely black with red tribal markings going around the left pant leg. <br><br>Walking for a bit, Marcos found himself in front of the exit towards the backyard. Looking over Marcos made sure he was ready to jump in the pool. No shirt and only shorts, he was ready to leave the commons.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 22:26:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore <br>The Commons - The Chair in the southeast corner</span></strong><br><br>She nodded to Anna. <strong>"I think I'm going to stay inside for today, but tomorrow I'm totally going to get myself waterlogged,"</strong> she said with a grin.<br><br>That smile was then directed at the most recent arrival. While she was disappointed that it wasn't Sid, she was glad to see another of the guys showing up. <strong>"You're Randall, right? I'm Sandra. Totally off the wall question, but do you hate having your name shortened as much as I do?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Desirous</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 22:29:08</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/Sid_1.GIF)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Sidharth Rao (Sid)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Entrance/Living room<br><br>Sid bit his bottom lip aware of the fact that he was late but he got caught up with some work which involved him helping out his friend and it took much longer than what he expected. So, now as he maneuvered the steering wheel of his Toyota Station Wagon he hoped that Sandra would be all cool about it because to his misfortune his phone batteries had also gone dead which meant he couldn't message or call her.<br><br>As he parked his car in the drive way, he saw that Sandra`s blue Cabriolet was already parked there meaning she had arrived already. He stepped out and pulled his luggage which consisted of his belongings in two big bags, he closed the door behind him and slowly approached the entrance cladded in a pair of white shirt and a pair of light blue jeans. <br><br>Slowly making his way through the lawn he pulled open the door hearing voices coming from inside and let himself holding onto his bags. "Hello there everyone", he smiled greeting everyone as his eyes scanned the room looking for Sandra and the smile on his lips broadened as he saw Sandra seated there chattering to another guy from the cast. He approached her placing the bags right there on the floor, "Hey beautiful. I am sorry but I had to drive a friend", he muttered casting his eyes upon her. </div> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Mika</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 22:54:20</strong>
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				Alexa<br>Kitchen (returning from food run)<br><br>Alexa had hardly noticed when Dillon was trying to talk to her. She had been too much in her head at the moment, and she felt terrible about it. Honestly, she hadn't even introduced herself to anyone yet. And so, the sight of the empty refridgerator and cupboards got her around to thinking about how to best make an introduction. Alexa hopped off of the counter in the Kitchen and headed out the front door. Everyone seemed so busy that she wasn't going to be missed for a few minutes. Thus, Alexa went out on the first great Beer and Pizza run of the semester.<br><br>She was only gone for a short while, and when she returned she carried with her seven pizzas and a few cases of beer. She pushed open the front door and called out to the house <strong>"FOOD AND BEER, COME AND GET IT."</strong><br><br>With that done, she headed to the back yard, to the pool to let anyone else know what was up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>28-03-2013, 23:42:36</strong>
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				Dillon Web <div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div>Near the Kitchen <br><br>Dillon had wondered where Alexa had gone off too. He had noticed she had not been in the room when the flood of new people came in but it was hard to keep track of everyone. He had been enjoying his conversation with Audrey so he did not go rushing for the pizza right away but he knew he would have to do so soon. If he couldn't have an expresso or black tea to help balance out the energy drink than at least he could eat some food. <br><br>He watches Alexa run off to the pool area and smiled. He will say one thing for his new roommates, most of them had a good deal of energy. He also had not met a single one that seemed terribly boring or predictable. He liked that. He could have a lot more fun with people like this, as long as there wasn't too much drama. With all these people hooking up and flirting he imagined it was only a matter of time before couples formed. That would be when things got tricky. <br><br>Dillon turned his attention back to Audrey. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 02:14:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hallway<br><br>Xavier exits his room, closing the door behind himself, now in the hallway, he turns his head to the glass door that leads into the backyard first. He sees people out there, some familiar, and some not. "Maybe later..." He mutters to himself.<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room<br><br>Xavier walks through the hallway, arriving at the living room. Again, there were people, but luckily, they were buys amongst themselves so maybe they wouldn't notice him. About to reach the front door, Xavier looked back. There, he saw Dillon by the kitchen. It was a perfect time to get Leda's clothes.<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><br>Changing his direction, Xavier went over to Dillon, waving. "Yo, Dillon, right?" He said as he was now right next to Dillon and the girl he was talking to.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaton</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 03:11:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2013/03/25/8mDKj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Matthew Parker<br><hr><br>After a considerable amount of time spent with Jayne in the showers and bath, Matthew staggered out to the commons, a towel draped around his middle despite the boxers that would have covered him adequately. Thankfully he wasn't too pruned, or at least it didn't appear so. Glancing around he wondered how many others had arrived and who of them he might meet next.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 03:36:07</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><em>Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Tagged: Xavier, Dillon </em></span><div class="floatright">(http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z371/CamberRaine/rsz_tumblr_mgxr3zqltd1rmdmepo1_1280_zps8689963b.jpg)</div><br>Aubrey stood talking to Dillon for a bit. He was considerably interesting, and she enjoyed his company. It still hadn't dawned on her exactly what room she would be in, but figured that a key would make its way into her possession eventually. It wasn't very well like they could kick her out on the couch. A girl called for pizza, and Aubrey wrinkled her nose. She had hated the stuff since the summer when she stayed with her father. He brought home the foul greasy concoction every night, and that had turned her off to even the sight ever since. <strong>"I'll be making a personal food run soon, if ya need anything."</strong>&nbsp; Aubrey smiled at Dillon, running a hand through her hair.<br><br>About that time, an equally dark male had made his way over to their duet. She gave him a smile before sticking out her hand. <strong>"Aubrey Taylor, it's nice to meet ya. Xavier, I assume."</strong> He seemed a bit brooding in person, but she supposed that added to his appeal. His scruff was yummier in person, a fact Aubrey took notice of instantly. Xavier had greeted Dillon kindly enough, and that put her slightly at ease with his presence.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 03:40:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore <br>The Commons - The Chair in the southeast corner</span></strong><br><br>Sandra didn't really listen to whatever it might have been that Randall said, or if he even answered her question as she caught sight of the latest new arrival, grinning at him as she dropped her things to the floor beside the chair and stood. <strong>"Sid! I totally tried to call you, but I got voice mail. Did you let your phone die on you again?"</strong> She gave him a brief but tight hug before turning him around to face the rest of the room.<br><br><strong>"Ok. Quick recap. There are four bedrooms with probably two beds each - don't know for sure 'cause I've only really checked out one of them - and the only shower is that room,"</strong> she pointed, <strong>"which also has tubs in it, tho I'd bet all of the rooms have connected half baths for the basics. I think I've seen almost everybody here, except Leda and Hogan, tho they could be around somewhere and I just didn't notice, like Xavier over there,"</strong> another point, to the kitchen this time. <strong>"Carter, Marcos, Sunny, and Anna are out at the pool - it's awesome, by the way - and I'm not sure where Jayne has gone off to, tho I guess Matthew decided to take a shower 'cause there he is. We each have a house key, there are two controls for the garage door, there are four keys to each of four rooms, and I'm pretty sure they've all been found if there's a pool party going on. I've got all the keys to room three, which is the one near the front corner on the other side of the dance studio area,"</strong> yet another point, this time past Randall and the front door that Alexa had so recently entered through with pizza and beer, <strong>"and I'd kind of like to share a bed with you in there if it works out for everybody and you agree."</strong><br><br>She stopped talking and took a deep breath, giving Sid a chance to take it all in. <strong>"So. Any questions?"</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 03:41:11</strong>
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				Dillon Webb <div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div>Near Kitchen with Audrey <br><br>After having a good ten min conversation with Aubrey, Dillon could say that there was more to her than a sexy body and lovely accent. Her offer for a food run later was music to his ear. He would eat the pizza to fuel him for the next little bit but he would love some real food. "I would love some black tea or coffee...and if you get eggs or produce. Anything really I will cook you some real food." <br><br>He liked this girl. He was glad she had taken the time to say hello to him. He would have kept talking to just her except for two things. One was that his tummy was start to growl and he could smell pizza, and also Xander was coming up to him. Dillon stayed close to Audrey but turned slightly to address Xavier. <br><br>The guy had come in at the same time as him and yet had been gone pretty much ever since. By the general look of him, it seemed as if he had gotten some play. I guess some people just don't wait for nothing. He smiled warmly to Xavier. <br><br>"Ah..yes. That would be me. Yo to you as well." he says 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaton</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 03:47:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2013/03/25/8mDKj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Matthew Parker<br><hr><br>With everyone seemingly wrapped up in their own conversations and paying him little mind, Matt dared to check out some of the other bedrooms. Starting with the one nearest to his own.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 03:52:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>With:</strong> Dillon, Aubrey (Sid and Sandra close-by)<br><br>Xavier looked at the tiny brunette, not really noticing her at first. He was surprised she knew his name, but then remember the files. It seems he couldn't remember anyone's name from the file, so he was glad she said hers. "Oh, hey there, Aubrey. Yeah, I'm Xavier." He said, politely shaking her hand. She was kind of cute, and it was good to see that Dillon was the one going after her.<br><br>Speaking of Dillon, the man had finally replied to Xavier. "Yeah. Sorry to bother you, I know you're busy right now, but I know that you have Leda's clothes. I was wondering if I could get them back for her. She needs them."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Desirous</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 04:01:39</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/Sid_1.GIF)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Sidharth Rao (Sid)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room<br><br>Sid smiled softly, "Yea sorry about that", as they hugged before she turned him around and began by giving him all info about the place. He slowly nodded his head trying to gather all the information in the back of his head. The place is really nice as he admired it while kept listening to Sandra as she shared details about the other housemates.<br><br>He looked in the direction as she pointed out Xavier and just slightly waved his hand before slipping it around Sandra`s waist. There was this girl seated there with a book in her hand and he softly smiled at her gesturing a hello with the slight nod of his head as he kept listening to every word Sandra said. <br><br>He totally loved her nature and turned his head to look at her flashing that bright smile of his and whispered loud enough for her to hear, "I`d like to share a bed with you", before he paused a little hearing her query if he had any questions, "Not really to be honest. I am just glad to be here with you", muttered before leaning in to plant a soft kiss upon her lips.&nbsp; &nbsp;</div> 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 04:04:15</strong>
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				Dillon <div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div>In the Commons with Aubrey and Xavier <br><br>Now it all made sense. He had gone to Leda's door to playfully flirt with her only to find she was busy. She must have been busy with Xavier because he was the only person around that had gone missing for so long. Now here is Xavier giving a little bit of a broody protective vibe and asking for Leda's clothes. Not only had these two fooled around but it seemed as if Xavier had made a connection. A part of him felt for the guy because that was most likely going to blow up in his face. <br><br>Dillon glanced at Aubrey with a smile. He could not come off as too harsh or he might come off as a jerk, but he was not about to give up the clothes to Xavier. What was the fun in that? What favor could Xavier owe him? <br><br>"Oh that is sweet of you man, I will gladly give them back to her. Heck I can even go to her. Is she in her room?" he asked keeping up his small charming smile. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 04:14:41</strong>
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				Xavier raised an eyebrow at Dillon's response. Was this the same guy that he met at the front door? The guy was trying to be slick, but took no care for his words and practically gave himself away. Yeah, he knew Dillon knew that he and Leda had a thing already, but why was he that upset about it? Leda was a knock-out, but at the end of the day, it was just a girl. This caused the new New York to come outta Xavier. "Nigga, you serious? I ask you for her clothes, and you don't want to give them to me? Alright, go give them to her whenever you want. She's alone right now." Xavier turned to Aubrey. "It was nice meeting you Aubrey. Hopefully, we'll see each other later." He gave a wink, and turned to walk away.<br><br>"Some people." He muttered, walking to the front door.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 04:23:07</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><em>Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Tagged: Xavier, Dillon</em></span><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z371/CamberRaine/rsz_tumblr_mgxr3zqltd1rmdmepo1_1280_zps8689963b.jpg)</div><br>Her eyes widened considerably at the pissing contest going on between the two men over some woman named Leda. Xavier hadn't brushed her off or anything, but she sensed a very prominent "claimed" vibe coming off of him. A smirk turned up the corners of her mouth. She crossed her arms as she stood back and watched the two, biting her lip as they went back and forth. She shook her head as Xavier walked away, a noncommittal, "M'hm sure" coming from her lips. <br><br>When he walked away, Aubrey turned to Dillon, arching her eyebrows. <strong>"Not really my damned business, but I would try not to piss off your housemates the first day bud."</strong> She clapped him on the back, walking towards the front door herself, her keys spinning lightly around her pointer finger. When she got outside, she nodded once at Xavier, before climbing into her Impala. <strong>"Want anything from the store?"</strong> Aubrey called out to him, her eyes a bit hard.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 04:29:20</strong>
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				Dillon <br>In The Commons <div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div><br>Dillon was not sure if he should laugh or just stare at Xavier as he walked away. He tilted his head slightly and wore a perplexed expression. Had he just been called a Nigga, that must have been a first. Watching Xavier get suddenly so mad was odd to him. He had assumed that Xavier and Leda had fucked but it seemed odd that this guy would have protective feelings for her. But than again Dillon had sighed up to live here to get away from the stupid rules of the dating world so of course he didn't understand. <br><br>He turned to Aubrey with a comical wince. "I should maybe go check on that." he said and slipped his hand into his pocket. He took Aubrey delicate and lovely hand so that he could slip a key to room four into her palm quietly. He moved in close to whisper, his lips close to her ear. "Here is a key to room four, so far you and me are the only ones who know I have them." He looks at her with a devious twinkle in his eye. <br><br>When she gave him his advice and clapped him on the back he nodded. "Yes ma'am, I will remember that." He watched her leave and briefly looked up at the ceiling. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 04:31:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Front yard<br><strong>With:</strong> Aubrey<br><br>Xavier went outside, kneeling by Leda's dirt bike on the floor. He opened the pouches on the sides. "Just where she said they'd be..." Once he took out the clothes, he stood up to see Aubrey as she was getting in her car, hearing her question. His hand that wasn't holding the clothes went back to scratch the back of his head. He found it odd that she was talking to him considering how he let the hood slip out moments before. "Um, what store are you going to?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 05:07:40</strong>
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				<em><span class="bbc_u">Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Tagged: Xavier</span></em><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z371/CamberRaine/rsz_tumblr_mgxr3zqltd1rmdmepo1_1280_zps8689963b.jpg)</div><br>Aubrey began to thread the key to room four Dillon had given her on her keychain. She waited for Xavier to answer for a moment, looking up as he did. <strong>"Well I suppose that depends on your request, now doesn't it?"</strong> Her initial opinion of him seemed correct, very moody. It wasn't something Aubrey disliked, though it wasn't exactly a trait she admired either. She had a feeling that if they ever paired up sexually bruises and scratches would occur in abundance.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 05:10:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div>Dillon went to his bag and retrieved Dillon' s clothes. He had not intended to give these back so soon but from Xavier' s reaction she might be honest upset that he had them. That was not something he wanted. He looked around the room and made a note of the folks he had not gotten to know like the red head, her boyfriend and the tall sexy girl with an accent. If he was lucky he would send some time with all of them before he passed out. For now he had to see a girl about some clothes. <br><br>Dillon grabbed a piece of pizza and headed to bed room one.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 05:17:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Front yard<br><strong>With:</strong> Aubrey<br><br>"I didn't know you were letting me make a request." Xavier responded to Aubrey. It was at that moment he realized how hungry he was. His head turned back toward the house. He knew that there was pizza in there, but he wanted to give himself time to cool off before he went inside. If Aubrey hadn't came outside, he might have taken his own car and drove around for a bit.<br><br>Xavier looked back at Aubrey. She was nicer than most of the others inside, so maybe hanging with her for a bit wouldn't have been a problem. "I could actually go for something to eat, how about you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 06:03:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/KenzaBailian1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kenza<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room entrance<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> The Commons <br><br>There was a lot going on and sparks were already flying. Whilst there were both kinds, good and bad Kenza could tell a bad vibe from a good one. She remained sat and whenever she met somebody’s eyes she gave them a smile. <em>‘The Book of Good Farming’</em> her novel read and the title made her chuckle once more. It had nothing to do with farming and everything to do with following a lifestyle that promised spiritual nourishment over a lot of other things. Kenza was not much of a spiritual woman but reading helps, especially when it’s part of your curriculum. <br><br>She made her way to the table where there was pizza and beer. Pulling a slice for her plate and working with a can she made her way back to the couch. One of the gentlemen had already expressed his interest at exploring the rooms and there were others who have experienced the couture more… in depth. She decided she will finish her food and then check out the rest of the mansion as soon as she is done. <br><br><strong>“Hello darling…”</strong> She muttered at one of the mansion keys and slid it in her purse, lost in her own world as she began to nibble at her food.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 06:37:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span class="bbc_u">Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Tagged: Xavier</span></em> <div class="floatright">(http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z371/CamberRaine/rsz_tumblr_mgxr3zqltd1rmdmepo1_1280_zps8689963b.jpg)</div><br>Aubrey gestured blindly to the dirt bike bags Xavier had been previously fumbling through. <strong>"Don't ya need to get those to somebody?"</strong> She peeked up from her task of threading the key, a quizzical look on her face. <strong>"If not, then yeah. I'm pretty hungry. Could definitely go for some sushi, but that's just me."</strong> Aubrey blinked, looking a bit doe eyed. <strong>"We can go grab whatever, I just don't really want to go sit somewhere. I have this thing about sitting still..."</strong> Her hands were gesturing wildly around her head, the actions a bit comical to the viewer, further proving her statement correct.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 06:42:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div>Marcos enters through the Commons from the backyard. He decided to give Carter a chance with two ladies as a bro would have. Besides, he had something he needed to attend to. Looking towards those within the Commons already, Marcos felt he should probably introduce himself.<br><br>"Yo. Names Marcos Iglesias and I am a Mathematics major." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 06:53:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Front Yard<br><strong>With:</strong> Aubrey<br><br>Xavier tilted his head to the side as the girl shook her hands above her head. This Aubrey certainly was a peculiar girl. Still, it's not like he minded peculiar from time to time. It was basically his whole life. "I've never had sushi before. However, today seems to be the kind of day to try new things." Xavier glanced down at his hands. Aubrey had been right. Leda was waiting on her clothes. His eyes shifted at the brunette standing by her car. He didn't notice it inside, but there was a certain sexiness to her that was much different than the blondes he usually favored. His thoughts trailed back to the conversation he had with Leda in their room. She would understand, right?<br><br>Reaching into his pocket, Xavier pulled out his own car keys, unlocking his Infinity G37. "She can wait." He said, opening the car door and throwing Leda's clothes inside the back seat. "I know of a private beach nearby with a sushi bar on the pier. Kind of convenient actually, but if you're up for walking and eating, we can do that. The only thing is, we'd have to hop a fence. I don't know if you'd be up to that challenge." Xavier was about to close the door to his car, but then stopped. "It might be better if we take my car though since I know the way."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 06:58:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/KenzaBailian1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kenza<br><strong>Location:</strong> Commons Couch<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Marcos<br><br>Kenza raised her eyes from the plate when one of the earlier gentlemen arrived, the loud one with a cute accent and found herself suppressing an urge to ask him where his other friend was. <strong>“Hi, I’m Kenza.”</strong> She smiled at him. <strong>“International Relations major.”</strong><br><br>She gestured at the beer and pizza. <strong>“Swimming helps you work up an appetite does it not?</strong> Her voice hinted of humor and playfulness. <strong>“But then again, between the book and all the new people I may have mistaken you for somebody totally different. I apologize.”</strong> She crossed a hand over her chest, unable to help some of the cultural insinuations from the motherland.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 07:03:32</strong>
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				<em><span class="bbc_u">Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Tagged: Xavier</span></em><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z371/CamberRaine/rsz_tumblr_mgxr3zqltd1rmdmepo1_1280_zps8689963b.jpg)</div><br><strong>"Well lordy, if being in a porn house isn't new enough for ya, I'm a bit wary to know what you haven't tried."</strong> Aubrey grinned, biting her lip as the key to her new room finally slipped on the key ring. A raucous <strong>"yes!"</strong> came from her mouth before she slapped a hand over her mouth, realizing that she probably sounded insane. Aubrey peeked out the window again, grinning widely at Xavier. He still seemed a bit broody as he looked down at what she assumed were Leda's clothes. She had come to the conclusion that they were either previously engaged, or had fucked. <br><br>Shrugging off her thoughts, Aubrey slid out of her car, walking over to Xavier's. She gave a bright smile at his suggestion, and a slight scoff when he questioned her ability to hop a fence. <strong>"Aw, darlin', that's real cute. I'll show your ass up."</strong> With that, she stuck her tongue out at him before slipping into his car, not phased in the slightest about the abrupt change of plans. Her goal for the evening? Get Xavier to smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 07:04:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div>Marcos enters through the Commons from the backyard. He decided to give Carter a chance with two ladies as a bro would have. Besides, he had something he needed to attend to. Looking towards those within the Commons already, Marcos felt he should probably introduce himself.<br><br>"Yo. Names Marcos Iglesias and I am a Mathematics major." <br>A grin spread across Marcos's lips. He liked this one. He looked towards the beer and pizza, but shook his head. He needed to get out. A pressing matter was irritating him in the back of his mind.<br><br>"It does, but at the moment I need to get out. I have something I must do. It was a real pleasure meeting you Kenza."<br><br>Marcos smile never left his face as he winked towards Kenza before moving upstairs into Carter's room to change. His voice could be heard from upstairs as he decided to address Kenza once more.<br><br>"Oh and if you are looking for Carter, he is out by the pool. Be sure to be careful with him. He is a man."<br><br>Marcos managed to change out of his swimming shorts in favor of black sweat pants with his black sneakers placed apon his feet. He had no shirt on at the moment as his black skin tight t-shirt was hanging on the door with his red hoodie. Looking himself in the mirror, Marcos examined the faded markings once more before sliding his shirt and hoodie on.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 07:21:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/KenzaBailian1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kenza<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room entrance<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Marcos. Sandra. Sid. <br><br>She laughed, unable to help herself… the first uninhibited expression of the day. <strong>“I was merely curious since you two seem a pair, but thanks for the info I’ll keep it in mind.”</strong> She nodded as he mentioned going out, realizing how she had finished the slice of pizza and beer a few moments past, unbeknownst to her of course with the commotion as it was. <br><br><strong>“Alrighty, have a good time Marcus. See you around.”</strong> She went over to her suitcase and fiddled around with it before realizing she still wasn’t certain which room she’ll be getting. Nodding to herself she looked for Sandra and her cute Indian feller. <br><br><strong>“Hi!”</strong> She smiled at them. <strong>“I’m Kenza. I was wondering if I can use the restroom for a quick fresh up. Will you know as to whereabouts it is?”</strong> Per usual, her smile was warm and genuine on that face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 07:30:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Front Yard<br><strong>With:</strong> Aubrey<br><br>Xavier jumped by the unexpected 'Yes!' Aubrey gave. She certainly was full of... Enthusiasm? Still, it was nice to find a girl that enjoyed the little things. That was a trait, he himself, wanted to learn. Hopefully, some of Aubrey's spunky personality would rub off on him. He needed something that would help him look at their new home in a positive light.<br><br>The Latin male watched as Aubrey made her way over to his car, taking note of her figure as she went. Definitely a girl that he didn't mind having to drive around.<br><br>When Aubrey scoffed, Xavier scoffed right back. "Show me up? Okay, I see you, gangsta." He joked, getting in the car as well. Xavier put the key in the ignition, starting it before pulling out of the circular driveway. "Do you mind if I drive fast?" It was clear he was going to keep testing his new female friend to see how much danger she could take.<br><br>(Continued in Off-Site.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 08:23:25</strong>
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				Inside the Commons, the music traveled through. It was loud enough to hear, but not loud enough to not be able to bare with it. It seems that someone finally decided to act like a roommate and preform something rather hilarious to a select few.<br><br><em>"EVERYBODY STARTED HAVING SEX!!! THE MUSIC WAS WAY TO POWERFUL!!! BUNCH OF OLD PEOPLE F**KING LIKE RABBITS!!! IT WAS DISGUSTING TO SAY THE LEAST!!! OOOOOH~ A BOOMBOX COULD CHANGE THE WORLD!!! YOU GOTTA LEARN YOUR LIMITS WITH A BOOMBOX!!! THIS WAS A PRECAUTIONARY TALE!!!! A BOOMBOX IS NOT A TOOOOOOOY~!!!!!"</em> the lyrics blasted through the radio.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 09:00:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore <br>The Commons - the southeast corner</span></strong><br><br>She returned Sid's kiss rather less gently than he gave it, breaking off sooner than she really wanted, but knowing that they'd have plenty of time after things had been sorted to have some time together.<br><br>Hearing the voice, she turned to find herself being addressed by the exotic and lovely Kenza. <strong>"Hi, Kenza. I'm Sandra."</strong> She stuck out her hand to shake with the other woman, hoping that she'd stick around so she could chat with two people with amazing accents. <strong>"Well, I think there are bathrooms attached to all of the rooms if you need plumbing stuff or a basic refresher. If you go down that hall,"</strong> she pointed west, between the studio and the showers, <strong>"I left the door to the bedroom on the left open."</strong><br><br>She considered trying to get the other woman to share a room with her and Sid, just to have an excuse to listen to her more often, then wrinkled her nose at the sudden noise of the radio before turning back to Sid. <strong>"So, do you think it would be bad if I took one of those beers,"</strong> she asked him, mostly joking, but just a little bit not. <br><br>She'd barely asked the question when she heard the sound of something slamming from the other side of the house, followed by Marcos' voice calling out, <em>"Ha! Boom baby~!"</em> <strong>"What the hell? C'mon, Sid, let's go check out what's going on over there."</strong> She didn't bother to wait for an answer as she grabbed Sid's arm and started dragging the larger man down the hall, following in Kenza's wake as she took the initiative to investigate what Marcos had done to make that racket.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 09:33:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/KenzaBailian1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kenza<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room entrance<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Sandra. Sid.<br><br>If she had a Dinar – or even a measly nickel – for every time she met people who <em>actually</em> fascinated her, Kenza won’t have a lot of money, but it would still be money she would have cherished. Sandra was one of those people who the girl took a liking to right away. <br><br><strong>“So nice to meet you, International Relations major here… for what it’s worth.”</strong> Suppressing a giggle as if the other person was meant to understand the political joke based on the present current affairs. She nodded and was about to thank her new friend for the directions to the restroom when music blared in the Commons. <br><br>Restroom forgotten for a minute or two she looked around. <strong>“What was that? Do we have communal music arrangements?</strong> She asked curiously, head slightly tilted to a side as she exchanged a glance with both Sid and Sandra.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>FromShadowlands</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 12:06:06</strong>
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				Dillon Webb<br>&nbsp;Heading back from infamous bathroom two<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div><br>Dillon was driven away from the pool area by the loud music and the slightly crazy man with the boombox. He had a new mission, find two more roommates that were not that guy. He grabbed another piece of pizza as he headed back into the commons. He poured himself a glass of water as well and looked around while he slowly drank.<br><br>He headed over to Kenza when he was done with his piece. "That is a madman with a boombox. He must be very excited to be here." He says with a warm smile. "I'm Dillon" He looked her in the eyes with his big blues that always seemed to look straight into a person and held out his hand.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 22:12:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/KenzaBailian1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kenza<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room entrance<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Dillon.<br><br>The cocky gentleman appeared to be more than just a cocky gentleman. He was well mannered and took the time to properly introduce himself. Kenza was impressed so far; she has found everyone to be either extremely forthcoming or at the very least embracing the friendly culture of this place, and for the young Mediterranean woman this was all it was about.<br><br>She took the young man’s hand and shook it with the grace reserved for the special and the eccentric – but hasn’t everybody been getting the same treatment from her – and offered him her friendliest smile. <strong>“Kenza, International Relations major… so nice to meet you too.”</strong> <br><br>Her eyes drifted towards the ceiling where she could have sworn she heard the music emanating, however a boom box explained things in clarity. <strong>“Aren’t we all excited in that case?”</strong> She winked at him in a manner both sultry and reserved. <strong>“Some of us more so than others, as it appears.”</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaton</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 22:16:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2013/03/25/8mDKj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Matthew Parker<br><hr><br>Emerging from the shower room, in but a towel, it didn't take long for Matthew to locate his suitcase that had been placed against the wall earlier. Thankfully it seemed no one had moved or tampered with it in any way, not that he expected that to happen. But chances were that there would be one or two troublemakers in the long run, especially with so many young people under one roof like this. <br><br>In the midst of preparing to fish out some clothes, he spotted a pair in his vicinity. One of them was a sultry-looking female with a Mediterranean flare about her (Kenza) and the other was a male he had yet to meet. (Dillon)<br><br>"Oh...hey guys." He said somewhat bashfully, pulling out a T-shirt with a long sleeve to wear over it, a pair of comfortable jeans, and a belt.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 22:34:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/KenzaBailian1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kenza<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room entrance<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Matthew.<br><br>The young man emerging from the shower was not only familiar to her but someone who rather caught her eye when she had first read his profile. Granted she was one of the few who were awarded this scholarship at the very last minute, but she was still able to read up on some and familiarize herself as much as she could. Seeing how these will be the people she will spend a lot of time with for days to come, Kenza thought it was not only prudent but polite to do so. <br><br><strong>“Mister Parker, is it not? Matthew Parker?”</strong> She nodded, one of the few gentlemen who was not openly averse to continuing with pornography depending on his prospects, and that was one thing Kenza appreciated. Keeping your options open. <br><br><strong>“I am half tempted to hit the showers myself in a little bit, how’s the water?”</strong> A genuine query indeed, easily misconstrued as a sexual advance by most in this situation but given their setup the idea didn’t cross her mind.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 22:38:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore <br>The Commons - the hallway</span></strong><br><br>Sandra had passed Kenza and Dillon and let go of Sid's arm, allowing him to follow or not as he saw fit to find the hallway empty of people and all the doors closed and nothing looking out of place. <br><br>Feeling a little silly, she turned around and headed back, stopping when she reached Dillon, Kenza, and Matthew. She took a moment to admire the latter, clad only in a towel just now and waited for an opportunity inject herself into the conversation. <strong>"Hello again. I didn't really introduce myself earlier, Dillon, I'm Sandra."</strong> She stuck out her hand letting him shake it or not as he saw fit, then did the same with Matthew. <strong>"And, Kenza, you totally told me your major and I kind of got distracted, but wanted to let you know I wasn't ignoring you or anything. International Relations sounds fascinating. I'm running a double, myself. Doing Graphic Arts and Journalism. I'd totally love it if you'd let me do like an interview or something with you later on, either for a project or just freelance. And I'd absolutely reciprocate if you need any help with anything."</strong> <br><br>The peppy redhead did her best not to exclude Dillon from the conversation, since she was the one that was butting in, but having a hard time controlling her enthusiasm at the idea of hanging out with the lovely foreigner, and briefly considered following her if she did choose to shower, but decided that it might seem a little stalkerish to do so this soon after just having met.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaton</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 22:44:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2013/03/25/8mDKj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Matthew Parker<br><hr><br>Pleased by the conversation that began to bloom, it came as a surprise to Matt that Kenza seemed to know who he was. Then again it was more than possible that some of the applicants had studied up on one another to familiarize themselves in advance with some of the other residents, get a feel for them prematurely, and decide who they liked ahead of time. In any case he smiled, glad to not be such a stranger.<br><br>"Yes, that's right. And your name is Kenza, if I remember correctly." He stated cheerfully, closing up his suitcase and standing up straight with the clothes tucked under one arm. He felt a little ridiculous wandering around in just a towel, hoping to remedy that in fact now that he had freshened up.<br><br>The arrival of Sandra was a surprise, but gave him the chance to make her acquaintance, too. "Sandra, right?" He broke in, giving her a wave and nod of acknowledgement as she entered the conversation as well. Then he refocused his attention in regard to Kenza's question.<br><br>"It's nice." He told her plainly but politely. Having been in the showers twice now he didn't anticipate indulging in another escapade unless thoroughly tempted, not that he believed it to be her intention when asking about it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 23:05:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/KenzaBailian1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kenza<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room entrance<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Matthew. Sandra.<br><br>The beautiful redhead Kenza had taken a fancy to reappear once more and made her apology. Kenza reached forward and touched her shoulder briefly; a sign of both admiration and respect. <strong>“No offence taken, it feels like a rollercoaster ride, does it not?”</strong> A giggle followed a by a hand suppressing that emotion. Soon enough she will open up and perhaps that will be the end of the inhibitions of this shy girl, but until that time comes she will work with what confidence she possessed.<br><br><strong>“I believe I can offer a lot politically by studying what I am, it helps one understand things better no? I will be more than happy to give you an interview whenever the time is appropriate for you. As I was discussing with the handsome Matthew Parker here…”</strong> She gestured at the towel clad man. <strong>“I might take a quick shower.”</strong><br><br>She bit her lip for a moment before continuing, her eyes were gazing profusely into Sandra’s as she structured her sentence. <strong>“Maybe you’d like to accompany me? I’m sure your boyfriend’s a bit occupied at the moment and won’t feel your absence.”</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Desirous</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 23:35:15</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/Sid_1.GIF)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Sidharth Rao (Sid)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room/ Taking a little tour<br><br>Sid watched his girlfriend and in between his eyes kept scanning the place admiring the decore and he couldn't help but notice that there were quite a few lookers in the cast. He smiled at Kenza as she introduced herself, "Hey there. I`m Sid and nice meeting you". He listened to Sandra and Kenza interact before his girlfriend dragged him over towards the hall and he followed her lead. <br><br>For some reason he was rather quiet than his usual self just observing as a few other others joined in and then he felt Sandra letting go off his arm proceeding forward before she returned back introducing herself to the guy cladded in a towel who introduced himself as Dillon and another guy named Mathew joined in.<br><br>He walked around the house taking a little round checking the pool table arena, then headed inside the workout arena noticing that there is a pool in the backyard of the place as well. This place is pretty awesome, he thought&nbsp; before he slowly made his way back towards living room finding Kenza, Sandra and Mathew chattering as he pulled back his hair using his fingers as his mind seemed to be occupied with a few things.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>31-03-2013, 07:44:58</strong>
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				Xavier smiled at Aubrey as she left, but stayed in his Infinity for a few minutes, glossing over everything that had just happened. What a day he was having.&nbsp; There was no telling what the future held for him at this point, but, so far, he was loving what he was getting. He looked down at his shirt, noticing that he had forgotten to button it up. His head tilted down, breathing in with his nose to smell himself. Sex and sea-salt was the first thing that came to his mind. He definitely needed a shower.<br><br>Xavier turned off his car and stepped out, closing the door behind himself. Suddenly, he remembered something. "Oh, shit!" Xavier went back into the car, taking out Leda's clothes from the back seat. "I really hope she won't be too pissed at me." With that, Xavier went back into the house.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>31-03-2013, 09:39:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore <br>The Commons - the hallway<br>With - Kenza, Dillon</span></strong><br><br>Having seen that Sid was doing a bit of exploring she felt free to take Kenza up on her invitation. <strong>"Well, I'm not doing anything else at the moment, and I should totally check out the plumbing to see how it's going to be when my roots grow out enough for me to redo my hair."</strong> She ran her hand through her bangs, pulling the orange strands to the side and letting them fall again.<br><br><strong>"Plus, you can totally tell me all about your home and all that, and how your studies can help you out politically and stuff."</strong> She hated to admit, even to herself, that she hadn't done her homework regarding the other members of the household. What kind of journalist would she be if she didn't at least know where they all came from, and not just the ones with the sexy accents. Even if she just became some cewebrity, she'd still need to do her homework and run the background on people and things.<br><br><strong>"My stuff's right here, so let me just grab my toiletries and towel, and we can go investigate the shower room. I haven't checked it out, yet, but it looks to be on the same scale as the exercise room and the studio, which means it'll be pretty huge."</strong> She hardly waited for an answer before moving over ducking down and rummaging through her duffel and case to find her things before heading off to the bathroom shared by rooms two and three to get out of everything and return to shove her clothes into her case and make her way into the showers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>01-04-2013, 07:29:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/KenzaBailian1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kenza<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room entrance<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Sandra.<br><br>Her new, pretty friend not only agreed but showed enthusiasm Kenza found welcoming. She offered Sandra a soft smile and nodded before reaching into her own bag to see if she can pull out some of her own toiletries and get them sorted with. They will all be spending long amounts of time here so it was better to get started now rather than wait… besides she had someone who was sweet and equally intelligent – if not more – and willing to be her guide. <br><br><strong>“Certainly.”</strong> She waited for Sandra, ruffling through some of the things that she had in her own tiny bag. <strong>“This place is pretty huge, some of the landscape and architecture reminds me of what we have back home as most of its designed by Western architects anyway.”</strong> She giggled before covering her mouth, her eyes still danced nonetheless. <br><br><strong>“So who acts mister leader here, then? Do we have any Sir Head Honchos or managers of any sort, you know… the ones who direct like in movies.”</strong> Her eyes were still sparkling. She had tried to familiarize herself with as much mainstream porn as she could have in the last few days and there was always someone ‘directing’ most of it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 03:43:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i48.tinypic.com/k3vyp1.jpg)</div>Shortly after 7 PM, a sleek black Lambourghini Diablo rolled up and parked along the roundabout driveway. Out stepped Jim Beem, star of over two thousand adult movies. He wasn't sure how he landed this particular gig, but it paid well, and it could be good for some fun along the way. <br><br>He'd just spent several hours wrangling with the freight company about why none of the desks had been delivered; without the desks, there was no point in bringing the laptops in. The house was fully wired and ready to go, but seriously. No desks? They were supposed to have been here Wednesday. <br><br>He walked up the driveway to the house. Everything was quiet. <em>Too</em> quiet. He shook off the memories of one particularly bad porn movie, and went in. <br><br>"Honey, I'm home!" he shouted into the household, knowing that it wouldn't be heard in any of the bedrooms or the showers. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 03:58:05</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z371/CamberRaine/show_image_in_imgtagphp_zps35533bc0.jpeg)</div></div><br><em><span class="bbc_u">Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Tagged: Commons area</span></em><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z371/CamberRaine/rsz_tumblr_mgxr3zqltd1rmdmepo1_1280_zps8689963b.jpg)</div><br>Aubrey was still wrapped in her towel when a man came in shouting, she glanced him over, furrowing her eyebrows. She shook her head, ignoring the boisterous entrance as she continued to rummage through her bag, finding one of the racier pieces she had brought. Her thought process went something along the lines of: 1. It was motherfucking hot outside, and she shouldn't subject herself to wearing anymore clothing than needed. 2. This was a porn house, and gave her reason to wear some of her unworn pieces. 3. It was better than being naked, and people would get used to it. So, ignoring better judgement, Aubrey grabbed a white baby doll set with lace cups and a frosted thong. <br><br>Glancing over at the man one last time, Aubrey took her stuff to bedroom 4, unlocking it and stepping in and locking it back quickly. She didn't know exactly who Dillon had given a key to other than herself, but wasn't going to risk random housemates walking in while she was changing, if she could help it. Aubrey slipped on her 'clothing,' her hair dried naturally in mermaidish beach waves. Her diamondized pot leaf belly button ring glinted proudly on her tone stomach. All in all, she looked hot. Aubrey walked back out, not really caring too much who saw her attire at this point. She began loading up her bags, dragging them to a bed in room 4 before exiting once again to investigate the hollering male.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 03:59:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Jim<br><br>Coming out from the hallway in nothing but a towel, Xavier saw the man in the living room. He took note of how nobody else was around, and figured he'd greet the man himself. "Yes, can I help you?" He simply asked going up to the important-looking guy.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 04:06:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div>Jim reached out his hand to shake with the Latino man in the towel, completely unfazed by the man's attire. "Hiya. I'm Jim Beem. I'm the House Manager, sent by Learning Curve Studios to keep you folks in line!" He made a comical whip-cracking gesture. <br><br>"So, is everyone here?" he asked, looking around. "Let's get everyone together, and get this taken care of, and you can all go back to... showering, I suppose. Or whatever else you might want to do." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 04:12:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Jim<br><br>Xavier shook Jim's hand. He might have laughed, but hearing that he was the house manager made him a little reserved, instead causing him to give a faint one. "Sorry, sir. I just heard you call and decided to check it out." Xavier looked around not seeing much of anybody else. "Not sure where everyone else is." <br><br>Suddenly, Xavier saw Aubrey. "Hey, there's Aubrey." He was about to call her over when he remembered she might be mad that he had blew her off.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 04:19:53</strong>
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				<em><span class="bbc_u">Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Tagged: Xavier, Jim</span></em><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z371/CamberRaine/rsz_tumblr_mgxr3zqltd1rmdmepo1_1280_zps8689963b.jpg)</div><br>Aubrey walked out into the living area, arching an eyebrow at Xavier before turning to Jim. <strong>"Nice to meet ya...?"</strong> She scratched her head, looking him over. She wondered briefly if he was another housemate, but realized his lack of bags made it slightly unlikely. <strong>"I assume you're from the company, or something?"</strong> Aubrey ran a hand through her long hair, before tugging down on her baby doll, slightly uncomfortable at the situation but unwilling to let it show too much. Especially in Xavier's presence. She wasn't really all that effected by him, he was a good lay, sure, but he had burned her a bit and that pissed her off. It was obvious he had been well loved, yet again by the reek of female&nbsp; permeating the air. She damn well knew it wasn't her scent either, and it sure as fuck didn't smell like saltwater.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neysha</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 04:21:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/AmiTokito.jpg)</div><strong>Name: "Sunny" Sakurai<br>Location: Backyard into Commons</strong><br><br>It was just their luck that as they walked into the house, some new person arrived as Sunny quickly surmised this wasn't just another guest, mainly from him stating he was sent by the production company and was the house manager. "Hmmm I guess we should wait," she then said with a bit of a frown when suddenly a bit of modesty washed over her as she realized she was in her swim two piece, before she shook her head and realized her feeling modest now was kind of a silly notion just because the supervisor from a pornography company had arrived. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 04:23:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Jim, Aubrey<br><br>Xavier immediately noticed that Aubrey had ignored him, just like he thought she would. He thought about saying something, but felt it would be best for later. Preferably at a time where he didn't smell like Leda. Xavier definitely regretted not just heading into the shower.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 04:26:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hi, I'm Jim Beem. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><hr>Jim shook hands with Aubrey, and reintroduced himself. "Jim Beem, from Learning Curve. I'm the House Manager, here to straighten some problems out. Or at least explain them." <br><br>He waved at Sunny as she came in. "Come on over, we're just getting ready to have a pow-wow." <br><br>He looked around, toting up the people he saw on his hands, and coming up far short. "We should probably roust people from their hidey-holes before I get started, though." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 04:29:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Jim, Aubrey, Sunny<br><br>Xavier turned his head when Jim called out to the Asian girl. he remembered her from earlier, and, as it seemed, she had been in the pool. At least he wasn't the only one who was under-dressed. Still, he raised his eyebrow for a second. "Pow-wow?" Xavier asked, confused. Since the guy was a manager from a porn company, he automatically assumed it was something sex related.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 04:35:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda</strong><br><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br><br>Leda was leaning against the wall outside her room, texting friends back home about life in California. She didn't mention the fact that she had signed up to be a porn star, or had already became part of a D/s relationship after fucking 4 times in less that 3 hours. <br><br>She heard a unfamiliar mans voice calling out, clearly trying to get the attention of the household. Soon after followed by Xavier exiting their love nest in nothing but a towel, she figure he was going to the showers. Leda however was on her way to meet the new face. She finished her final text, slipped her phone into her jean pocket and headed towards the main area by the front door.<br><br>Once there, Leda saw Xavier, Sunny and another familiar face. Then she saw the new faces, there were plenty of them, but there were two in particular Leda was interested in. One was the man who she assumed to be the company agent, the other was the fairly dark skinned brunette standing a little to close to Xavier for her liking. <br><br>Leda wasn't sure if this was the girl who had dragged Xavier away from her in her time of need, but Leda was going to mark her territory for all to see, albeit in a subtle, non to threatening way. <br><br>Walking up behind Xavier she took a handful of his ass, squeezed, and let go. She thought at the very least it would remind him that she was his number one, while he watched all the other pretty girls float around. <br><br>Turning her attention to the brunette Leda tried to act as friendly as possible despite her true feelings and insecurities around the relative new comer. <br><br><strong>"Hey there! I'm Leda, sorry I couldn't meet you sooner. I've been a little busy unpacking."</strong> She lied, wondering how the girl would respond and if she would smell Xavier's musk on her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 04:39:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span class="bbc_u">Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Tagged: Commons Area</span></em><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z371/CamberRaine/images-1-2_zps8a202497.jpeg)</div><br>Aubrey nodded at Jim, shaking his hand firmly, before opening up her mouth to yell for people, instead turning to Xavier. <strong>"Xavier, why don't YOU go get everybody. Try not to trip and fall into another vagina while you're doing it though, please."</strong> Aubrey scowled, digging her nails into her palm. She just wanted to backhand him. There was no jealousy towards the other woman, just a bit of frustration regarding his inability to keep it in his pants for all of six hours. Surely he had to have a stopping point, he couldn't just continuously get hard every five seconds, right? Aubrey glanced at everybody, feeling slightly ridiculous in the lingerie. Being underdressed when making scathing remarks ended in fights. Bodily flaws were pointed out, etc. <br><br>When a leggy blonde came and palmed Xavier's ass she had to stifle a laugh. <strong>"Just fucking forget I said anything."</strong> Aurbey threw up her hands, turning to the blonde. <strong>"I'm Aubrey. I'm sorry you have to meet me while I'm in woman scorned mode. I'm usually not this bitchy."</strong> She had an inkling that this was the woman who had been wrapped around X god knows how many times. There was no hostility towards her, and she wasn't insecure enough to feel threatened, just slightly amused. Xavier and Leda had obviously already established a pretty strong bond, and it was obvious she was being the crazy "other woman." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 04:46:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Jim, Aubrey, Sunny, Leda<br><br>Okay. Xavier deserved that. He was about to respond when he suddenly felt a hand on his ass. Xavier jumped and looked back to see Leda. He looked toward Aubrey again, and put his head down, ashamed. Things couldn't possibly get any worse. Yes, what he had with both girls wasn't too serious, but he felt bad when he paid more attention to one than the other.<br><br>Then, without failure, things did get worse as Leda actually went to Aubrey. 'Fuck' was the only thing he could think at that moment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 04:50:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/KenzaBailian1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kenza<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room entrance<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Jim. <br><br>No sooner had Kenza made her enquiry about the head honchos running this place when an actual one showed up. Suffice to say he neither wore shiny ornaments, nor had a belly to boast of power and authority. He was a simple, everyday looking gentleman one may find in an average American market, Kenza thought and that made her feel a tad bit sillier than she expected. <br><br>Of course as soon as he had emerged and beckoned the recipients of this scholarship – which included just about everyone in the household – they all gathered around him and began to exchange pleasantries. She raised her own hand and waved back, smiling softly… as she stood right next to Sandra. Shower can wait, the gentleman had an important announcement to make and seeing how he is part of a management responsible for this all the least she could do was wait. <br><br>Everybody had responded and gathered more or less, she wondered if time was of the essence in this case as it seemed he may be looking to make an early departure. He looked familiar to Kenza and she wondered if he was part of the porn marathon she had subject herself to in the last few days. If he was one of the actors she wondered whether he was late for a particular appointment, or perhaps if he will be also starring in their reality television program? A lot of questions but she was the patient sort, and therefore simply waited for the program to officially begin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 05:13:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda</strong><br><strong>Location: Commons</strong><br><br>Leda was confused, nothing new there...<br><br>What had she just walked into, it felt like a Mexican stand off was about to erupt. <br><br>Instead of asking for an explanation and starting off a large scale argument on her first day, Leda decided to just ignore it and reply to the outspoken brunette next to her. <br><br><strong>"Hey don't worry 'bout it. I know the feeling..."</strong> Leda flashed back to how her previous boyfriend had ruined their relationship, she knew how guys could be just as much as any women.<br><br><strong>"So, what's going down bitch's?"</strong> Leda asked, trying to lighten the mood. She kept an eye on both Xavier and Aubrey, she knew she was being irrational, it's not like Xavier truly belonged to her. Having said that, she also found Aubrey incredibly beautiful, especially in such revealing attire. The kind of beauty that made the tiny blonde wonder what she looked like when she wasn't in such a foul mood... or clothed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 05:19:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br><br>Stumbling out of room 2 with an arm draped over an embarrassed-looking Sid's shoulders, Carter looked around blearily. <br><br>"Jeezus, what the hell did I miss while I was out? Oh, thanks for your help, man. If I can just park it on a couch, the watery muscles won't be a burden on you anymore. Thanks."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 05:22:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em><span class="bbc_u">Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Tagged: Commons Area<br></span></em> <div class="floatright">(http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z371/CamberRaine/images-1-2_zps8a202497.jpeg)</div><br>Aubrey glanced at Xavier for any sign of remorse or comment. Finding nothing, she rolled her eyes, turning back to Leda. She seemed fun, and she was extremely pretty for sure. She could see the appeal she held for Xavier, and wouldn't mind finding herself between Leda's legs at some point. <strong>"I promise I'll be perkier soon. Anyways, I think we're waiting for everybody to round up in here so we can get this show on the road. I'm sure people are in enclaves boning though, so the job of breaking them up goes to those big strong males."</strong> Aubrey nodded once, punctuating her statement. <strong>"So, as I said before, hop to it one of you knuckleheads."</strong> Aubrey raked her eyes over the gathered males, one of which wasn't even a houseguest. Obviously Aubrey had no qualms of ordering around the staff.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 05:32:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Jim, Aubrey, Sunny Leda<br><br>Xavier watched as the two women spoke, wishing more and more that he had went to the showers every time Aubrey had glared at him. It was obvious by now that she had figured out Leda was the girl who he had blown her off for. The scent on his body was Leda's so soon after Aubrey had marked him with hers at the beach. His hand went up to feel the spot that she had placed on his neck. Boy, did he realize how much of an asshole he was.<br><br>Still, Xavier was happy that the girls weren't trying to eat each other alive. Leda, despite knowing her possessive nature, seemed to want to genuinely befriend Aubrey. Even if the Aubrey hated him, at least she'd get a new friend. Actually, that wasn't entirely true. He wanted Aubrey not to hate him, but that would be having his cake and eating it too.<br><br>Then, Xavier heard Aubrey order one of the guys to get everybody. He should have remained quiet, but finally, he spoke. "Y'know, I probably know less people than you here." He blurted out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 05:37:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span class="bbc_u"><em>Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Tagged: Commons</em></span><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z371/CamberRaine/images-1-2_zps8a202497.jpeg)</div><br><strong>"Doubtful. You've fucked half of them already, I'm sure. The rest you've probably at least thought about fucking."</strong> Aubrey shook her head, barking out a short laugh. <strong>"Look. I'm not happy with you, obviously. But you did the same shit to Leda with me. You need to get your shit straight, X. Quickly."</strong> Aubrey tugged on her hair before looking up into his eyes. <strong>"Just, come find me if you want to talk after the meeting, I promise not to be too much of a bitch."</strong> She smiled gently, touching his shoulder for a moment before turning her back to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 05:43:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda</strong><br><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br><br>Leda turned to face Xavier, she gave him a gentle nudge which turned into a shove. Trying to push him towards the hallway, before playful and gently kicking his ass with her little foot.<br><br><strong>"You heard the pretty lady... Mush, boy!"</strong> Leda exclaimed, trying to hide a smile at her own immaturity.<br><br>Leda felt bad for pushing Xavier away, but she also felt bad for Aubrey, she was right. Xavier had left Leda alone when she needed him so that he could get a quick fix from another girl before returning to Leda for another round. With this in mind Leda thought it would a nice gesture, and just a kind thing to do generally to put her arm round Aubrey. She was also apprehensive about getting to close though, especially as she smelt of Xavier's scent, not to mention getting to close to a clearly pissed off women. Nevertheless, Leda wrapped her arm around Aubrey and smiled at her, not a mocking smile, more a 'I know what it's like' kind of compassionate smile. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 05:48:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Jim, Aubrey, Sunny, Leda<br><br>One after the other, Aubrey's words were like daggers. not everything she said was true, but he could tell the pain he had caused her just from one incident. "Hey, don't make me out to be some kind of man-whore. It's just..." He stopped as she began again. She was right. He did need to get his shit straight.<br><br>A chill ran up Xavier's spine as Aubrey looked into his eyes. He remembered the feeling he had gotten when he was looking into them earlier. He wanted to make it up to her somehow, but agreed that the time was now. It was later when they were in place where they could be honest, no matter how hurtful the truth might have been. "Sure..." He replied, tempted to stop her, but his gaze went over to Leda. Since arriving, he had no intention of becoming a man-whore, but as things looked for him, he seemed to be headed down that path which wasn't a good thing.<br><br>Xavier felt Leda's push. Maybe she knew his presence was only making things worse. He decided to listen and turned around, walking away. "Yeah, yeah. I'll go get everybody." It was a lie though. Xavier didn't want to have to see everyone else at that moment. Instead, he was just going to take a shower and get Leda's scent off of himself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 05:54:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraJammies.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore<br>Out of Room 3 to the chair in the corner</span></strong><br><br>Sandra wandered out of room three, having swapped into a pair of pj shorts and striped 3/4 sleeved shirt scuffing around in a pair of purple flip flops, and using her towel to get the last of the moisture out of her hair, looking up in confusion as she spotted Xavier going the other way. <strong>"Hey, isn't there supposed to be a group meet right now? Pretty sure I'm the last one to round herself up, so you can totally turn back, now."</strong> She tugged at his arm to get him back into the main gathering with everybody else, though only to get him started. She may be bossy, but she wasn't going to drag her new housemate bodily through the place. He'd either follow or he wouldn't and life would go on.<br><br>She grinned at Beem as she passed. <strong>"Oh, hey, I know who you are. You're our contact? Awesome!"</strong> She made a point of shaking his hand before moving on over to the chair she'd claimed as her own. Reaching down to grab her notepad, pens, and camera, quite happy to see that they'd been left undisturbed. She took the opportunity to get a good shot of their star guest - or would that be guest star - as he was huddled around by most of the rest of the household.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 05:55:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hi, I'm Jim Beem. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>Tagged: Fuckin' <em>everyone!</em> Awesome!<br></strong><hr>Jim greeted the new arrivals as they came in, one by one.<br><br>"Oh, I almost forgot to bring the Pad in!" he exclaimed. "I'll be right back." <br><br>Jim trotted out to his car. While he was out, Jayne stumbled out of her room, having been woken by Carter and Sid. Jim returned right after, carrying a large tablet. He walked over by the television, then looked around the room. "Good, looks like almost everyone's here. Everyone feel free to grab a seat on the couch, loveseat, other person... it's all good." <br><br>He waited for the last few stragglers to arrive, including Xavier, before beginning. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 05:58:09</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><em>Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Tagged: Commons Area</em></span><br><div class="floatright">(http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z371/CamberRaine/images-1-2_zps8a202497.jpeg)</div><br>Aubrey flinched as Leda's arm came around her, and when she smiled, Aubrey smiled back. She determined then and there to quit fucking around with Xavier, there was no point if he was already involved with a girl like Leda. As Xavier left, Aubrey nodded, a soft, <strong>"yeah that's a good idea,"</strong> coming. It stung a bit to know that he would sit and argue with her, and does as he's told as soon as Leda chimed in. She huffed, turning her attention to Jim, waiting for the meeting to be over so she could just go curl up in bed and rest. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 06:04:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>With:</strong> Jim, Aubrey, Sunny, Leda, Kenza, Sandra<br><br>As Xavier walked off to the showers, he noticed a red-headed girl walk out of one of the rooms, drying herself. She seemed like a nice girl, and normally, he would have said hi, but, at the moment, he just wanted to be alone for a bit. Then, he heard her speak to him.<br><br><strong>"Hey, isn't there supposed to be a group meet right now? Pretty sure I'm the last one to round herself up, so you can totally turn back, now."</strong><br><br>The tug on Xavier's arm from the girl drew a sigh from him. It seemed like there was no escaping it. "Alright..." He followed the red-headed girl just and entered back into the living room just as Jim began speaking. He found a seat at the end of the couch, sitting down, wondering if he had made the right decision. Xavier was too ashamed to look back at Aubrey and Leda just yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 06:07:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Entering through the backdoor with Mathew and Sunny, then finding a place in the Common's.<br><br>Anna entered through the backdoor of the house, the last in the chain of Sunny and Mathew, her hand still within his.&nbsp; Her golden tanned skin was clad in her black bikini, which had never gotten wet, and the see through cover, which had never been removed.&nbsp; From the looks of her it was fairly obvious that she never made it into the pool.&nbsp; <br><br>She gently released Mathew's hand when she heard Jim claim he was from Learning Curve and invited Sunny over to the rest of the group.&nbsp; Her left index finger tucked her short dark hair behind her left ear as she studied the faces and figures of her housemates.&nbsp; She had met a few of these people briefly; others she was looking upon for the first time in real life.<br><br>Anna crossed the room and plopped herself onto the couch, after crossing her legs.&nbsp; The toes of her well manicured, bare feet wiggled in the air as she waved Sunny to join her.&nbsp; As she waited for the Asian girl she casually studied the others in the area.&nbsp; She wasn't sure what was going on between Xavier, the scruffy looking guy she claimed she was interested in during her interview, Aubrey, the pharmacist student, and some busty blonde Anna hadn't met yet.&nbsp; She briefly wondered if that was the blonde Mathew had gotten acquainted with.&nbsp; Something had definitely transpired judging simply by what Aubrey was saying.&nbsp; Anna quickly switched her focus to anyone else in the room, not wanting to get sucked in to the drama.<br><br>As she waited for Sunny she glanced at Jim, recognized him from his films, and couldn't help but let her gaze fall to his crotch.&nbsp; An impish smile crossed her features before she turned her attention to Sunny, ready to whisper about Jim in the Asian's ear as soon as Sunny joined her on the couch. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaton</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 06:15:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2013/03/25/8mDKj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Matthew Parker<br><hr><br>Entering the common area with Sunny and Anna in tow, the three of them were greeted by someone from Learning Curve, likely someone who would be giving them more instructions and information about what would be in store for them during the course of the scholarship. In any case he was smiling, moving to sit on the other side of the couch that Anna was occupying, while leaving room for Sunny to join them in the middle if she wished to do so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 06:34:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br><br>Forcing himself to focus, Carter let Sid drop him onto a couch and return to his girl.<br><br>"Thanks man."<br><br>It was odd to see everyone together, and he looked around curiously, hands limp in his lap and hair sticking up wetly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 06:43:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda </strong><br><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br><br>Leda watched as yet another face joined the crowd, this time belonging to another busty brunette that had emerged from the back of the house, all wearing bathing suits. Leda was again taken back by the beauty of a fellow housemate, her competitive side said 'rival' but her compassionate side said 'friend'. <br><br>Leda waved towards the new brunette, not sure if she was looking. Soon after Leda thought she should take a seat, probably away from Xavier and Aubrey. It would also be a good idea to keep clear of Matt during the meeting, she wasn't sure how Xavier would react to that. Finally Leda decided it would make sense just to sit on her own for the time being, but as she went to sit down on one of the couches, Carter flopped down next to her.<br><br>(http://[spoiler]"Oh, hey there fella... not so crusty now... Bravo!"[/spoiler])<br><br>Leda clapped softly, teasing Carter as she watched him survey the room. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 07:04:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: couch with Leda<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7986971#msg7986971">Quote from: Hercinia on 02-04-2013, 06:43:18</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Finally Leda decided it would make sense just to sit on her own for the time being, but as she went to sit down on one of the couches, Carter flopped down next to her.<br><br>(http://[spoiler]"Oh, hey there fella... not so crusty now... Bravo!"[/spoiler])<br><br>Leda clapped softly, teasing Carter as she watched him survey the room.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>With a small, wry grin, Carter regarded the sassy little blonde.<br><br>"Finally found some help. Pretty soon the painkillers'll wear off and I can show off my squeaky clean self."<br><br>It was pretty hard to miss the rigid bulge even under the kilt's concealing panel the way his relaxed hands pressed down the heavy cotton.<br><br>"Well, not <span class="bbc_u">completely</span> squeaky clean."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 07:31:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8b/VictorDoe2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victor Rory<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room.<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Jim Beem. Everyone.<br><br>He arrived just like he meant to arrive, walking and slowly making his way to the front of the gate on feet. He began this journey three days ago, his duffel bag slung on his shoulder as the other hand carried his Martin he never went anywhere without. Sunglasses tucked atop his nose even at the time of the evening. He looked at the mansion and took a deep breath. <strong>“Blessed be the Lord, my strength… who teaches me fingers to probe, and me hands to grasp. Amen.”</strong> There seemed to be a bit of commotion inside as he rolled in, nothing Rory wasn’t used to. <br><br>His leather jacket hugged his vest as his frame made his way past the entrance to the good looking men and women standing in awe of the divine figure of Jim Beem. <br><br><strong>“Yo!”</strong> Rory called out, putting his duffel bag on the ground with rest of the bags and equipment. <strong>“I can smell sex in the air. I also smell a pro.”</strong> He smiled softly and slowly made his way to where the gentleman stood. <strong>“It’s an honor and a pleasure.”</strong> His Scottish drawl down to a whisper, never rising above that volume unless he was drunk or it was deemed absolutely necessary. <br><br>He looked at others and nodded. <strong>“Yo.”</strong> He whispered to everyone around; a holy word almost divine like, he had deemed, for nothing came close to a salutation which spoke as clear as that in Rory’s mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 08:03:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hi, I'm Jim Beem. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>Tagged: Fuckin' <em>everyone!</em> Awesome!<br></strong><hr>Jim nodded at Victor. "I was wondering when you were going to arrive, Mr. Rory. Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you to Victor Rory, a legend in his own mind." He paused, waiting for the joke to settle. "He'll be taking the place of Fransisco Hogan, who won't be joining us after all. Take a bow, Mr. Rory, then take a seat." <br><br>He waited for people to settle, then went on, "There's a few things we need to cover tonight. First off is the matter of desks. I know that there are no desks or tables anywhere in the house other than the dining room. That was a royal fuckup on the part of the delivery company, and they assure me that a full load of 20 desks will be here tomorrow. That's more than enough for three desks for each bedroom." <br><br>He continued, "And once the desks are in, we'll also be having a delivery with the laptops. Each room will be assigned two laptops - unlike the desks, they're all identical - and you can use them for whatever you like. <strong>In addition</strong>, they'll also have a direct connection to the <em>Learning Curve</em> website, so that you can host live webcam shows if you want. That'll get you a little extra spending cash, above and beyond what we're spending on this place. Note that the laptops will be tagged by room, so two of you could possibly host a tandem show..." <br><br>"The next item on the agenda is filming. I'm sure you're aware that we're already filming what's going on in the house, and we're going to be putting it up on the website. But we're giving it a three-day delay, so that we have a chance to do proper editing... and so that, for the moment, we can bleep out your names when they're used. Once you have settled on your screen names, if you choose to use one, we'll stop censoring them. Not that you'll have any real chance of avoiding notoriety in the long run." <br><br>"And that brings me to the third item, screen names. I want you to start brainstorming, for yourselves and each other, and tomorrow night, we'll play a little game to assign screen names to you. We won't stick you with something you don't like, though, so don't stress about it too much." <br><br>"Fourth on the agenda are the room keys. According to the data that our technicians have compiled, Room 2 is completely filled, Room 1 has two of the four people expected to stay in it, and nobody has really been in rooms 3 and 4 for longer than a minute, so it's hard to tell what's going on there." He taps on the tablet a little, and then says, "Sandra has the keys for Room 3." He taps a bit more. "And Dillon has the keys to Room 4. See that this gets settled quickly, please."<br><br>"Next, I'd like to thank Leda and Xavier, separately and together, for starting the show off with a bang. Several of them, really." He tapped on the Pad, and the television lit up with clips from their various sex scenes. "You're quite flexible, Leda. You'll go far. And Xavier... we'll see how well you take direction a bit later." <br><br>"And finally..." He paused dramatically, "I'd like to give you official notice that I'm going to be doing private interview sessions in the small room between bedrooms 1 and 2, starting tomorrow. I'll have a female interviewer out here eventually, but for now, I'll be taking the ladies in there one at a time. Do I have any volunteers for the first interview, tomorrow night? Or questions, right - does anyone have any questions?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 08:25:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><br>This guy certainly had a lot to say. Meanwhile, Xavier noticed the new guy, his accent being the main thing that stuck out. He seemed like a decent dude, but after what had happened with Dillon, he didn't want to assume too soon. It was good to hear about the desks and laptops, but he pondered at what he would do for a webcam show. Xavier was a dude, so he was pretty sure that most of the fans wouldn't want to watch just him. He'd definitely need a female partner to get some money, and already had some girls in mind. His eyes glanced at Aubrey, then Leda, who seemed preoccupied with the new guy, which cause Xavier to give a small laugh. Was this how things were to be in the house? It's wasn't even like he could say it wasn't changing him, himself, anymore.<br><br>The screen name idea had Xavier's mind already going, running off names within his head. At the mention of room keys, Xavier looked at the one he held in his hand. He wondered who he'd give the other one two, assuming that Leda picked a person herself. Xavier had originally though about Aubrey, but it seems, at this point, that he had already screwed up the chances of that going down well. His dark eyes went around the room, mainly to the other females. The red-head that got him from the hallway seemed out of the question considering that she was with a guy that seemed to be her boyfriend. Sunny was an option, but she seemed into the guy he thought was Matt. His eyes went to the girl that was next to Matt on the couch. He hadn't met her yet, but she looked stunning. He wondered if she was with Matt as well, considering that they all came in together. If so, he was a lucky guy. It would remain to be seen who got the last two keys to his and Leda's room.<br><br>Suddenly, Xavier's head turned as he went to look at Jim. An eyebrow raised at the man's comment, but he was sure that he would explain in the interviews he talked about.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 08:42:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda </strong><br><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br><br><em>Webcam shows? The extra income would be handy</em> Leda thought, it wasn't like she would be doing anything more public than see was already doing. <br><br>Leda had already spent days trying to come up with a porn name, in that time she had shortlisted a few;<br><br><em><strong>Maiden </strong></em>(In homage to her favorite band, Iron Maiden)<br><em><strong>Charlot the Harlot</strong></em> (one of Iron Maiden's songs)<br><em><strong>Arcacia </strong></em>(again... from an Iron Maiden song about a prostitute)<br><br>It was no surprise, given that she had been listening to them pretty much the entire weekend she spent listing names. Leda wasn't 100% sure on any of the names though, and was more than willing to take suggestions from her fellow porn stars. <br><br>Leda's train of though was lost when Jim continued to speak, knew that room 1 and 2 had occupants, but had no idea about Dillon having the keys to 4 or who the other person was. She felt like asking the brunette sitting with Matt and Sunny, but may she should run it past Xavier first. Perhaps Aubrey was still another option, although then it would be herself and two other hot, females in the same room with Xavier. Leda wasn't sure if that was a good idea, especially after what had happened with Aubrey.<br><br>Again Leda's attention switched back to Jim when he continued his spiel, this time mentioning herself and Xavier by name. <br><br><strong>Now what have I...</strong> She hadn't even finished her mental sentence when clips of her petite body getting stuff full of cock in a multitude of graphic positions flashed onto the large, HDTV. <br><br>Leda gasped but put her hand over her mouth before she could speak and draw any more attention to herself. She couldn't however help blushing when the veteran porn star complemented her on her flexibility. Leda's surprise turned into a girlish giggle as she continued to watch her performance, almost taking pride in her achievement. It was at this point that she realize Aubrey must be watching. Leda suddenly stopped giggling, she didn't want Aubrey to think that the fuck fiasco between the two of them and her roommate was a joke to her, it really wasn't and she could tell that Aubrey was truly pissed at Xavier.<br><br><em>...Interview? I thought we'd already done those?</em> Leda thought to herself, but soon the curiosity got to her. She felt the need to know what the interviews would be about, and what better way than to volunteer to go first?<br><br><strong>"I will sir! I'll go first... unless anyone else wants to?"</strong> Leda beamed, raising her hand as if she was in school.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 08:46:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br><br>"Interview, huh?" Carter chuckled quietly. "I bet."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 09:48:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Entering through the backdoor with Mathew and Sunny, then finding a place in the Common's.<br><br>Anna sat on the couch with Sunny and Mathew, whispering into Sunny's ear as they waited for the meeting to begin.&nbsp; When yet another guy entered the house, she only frowned.&nbsp; She wasn't exactly pleased with the selection of male housemates.&nbsp; Carter seemed to be a dud, despite his looks.&nbsp; Marcos kicking the can at them earlier had made her opinion of him fall.&nbsp; Two women fighting over Xavier didn't bode well for him, and her first impression of Randall was about as good as it was of this new guy who seemed to think he was a <em>Goodfella</em> or something.&nbsp; At least, there was still hope for Mathew and a few of the other guys she hadn't met.<br><br>She gave a half smile to Victor, keeping her thoughts to herself.&nbsp; Then quickly turned her attention to Jim when the house manager began to speak.&nbsp; He spoke of desks, not for studying but so that they could house laptops where the housemates could have private shows.&nbsp; Anna wondered immediately who'd want to watch a private show when the cameras in the house would show whatever they taped three days later.&nbsp; She wasn't a genius and by far not the smartest person living at the house, but it didn't make a whole lot of sense to her.&nbsp; The promise of extra money though made her willing to check it out.<br><br>As for her screen name she figured Dawn Vegas worked as well as anything else.&nbsp; She'd run it by Sunny and maybe a few of her other housemates after she got to know them.&nbsp; She really didn't know who she could trust or confide in.&nbsp; It seemed like the only commonality between the lot of them was that they were willing to have sex on camera in order to go to college.&nbsp; Even if it seemed to her, now that she was able to get a look at all of them in the same place, like a lot of the housemates were too old to be traditional college students.&nbsp; She didn't care for the thought of going by Dawn at the house.&nbsp; What if someone from school called, or heaven forbid, her parents called.&nbsp; She hoped the technicians, or whoever did the editing, were on top of things like that.&nbsp; Like Jim said, though, eventually her anonymity would expire and she'd have to face the repercussions of going through with this.&nbsp; She'd just have to tackle that day when it came.<br><br>Anna simply rolled her eyes when room keys were talked about.&nbsp; It felt like grade school, all over.&nbsp; The popularity contest of hoping someone would be nice enough to give her a room key was dumb.&nbsp; She knew Sandra had the keys to room three and Anna's opinion of sharing a room with a couple hadn't changed any.&nbsp; However, it seemed like more than just Sandra thought that coupling up in a reality porn show was actually a brilliant idea.&nbsp; Anna quietly wondered how much time she had to spend at the house; especially if it filled with people feuding with each other because they couldn't keep their pants on.&nbsp; <br><br>The next topic was accompanied with visuals as the large television flickered on displaying flexible acts by Leda as she coupled with Mathew and Xavier.&nbsp; Anna's mouth went agape as she watched the selected clips.&nbsp; It seemed the busty blonde almost had enough footage for her very own DvD.&nbsp; Anna couldn't help but glance at Leda, Xavier, and Mathew when their faces appeared on the large television set.&nbsp; She was suddenly glad that Jim's arrival had prevented her from finding a room with Sunny and Mathew.&nbsp; Anna hadn't even met all of her housemates, the last thing she wanted to do was have their first impression of her be based upon a bunch of clips of her having sex.&nbsp; She couldn't help but admire Leda's body and, like Jim said, flexibility.<br><br><strong>"Damn, girl.&nbsp; You didn't waste any time.&nbsp; Nice ass.&nbsp; Mathew, Xavier, you lucky dogs."</strong>&nbsp; She teased the three.&nbsp; <br><br>That brought up interviews.&nbsp; Something Anna thought she'd already done.&nbsp; What was more suspicious was that there was need of a female interviewer for the males and that Jim said he'd be taking the ladies into the small room to interview them.&nbsp; Why the need for gender specific interviewers?&nbsp; Was this going to be a back room casting?&nbsp; Whatever the "interview" was it didn't sound all that honest.<br><br>Anna raised her hand, and after a moment, whether she was acknowledged or not, asked her burning question, <strong>"what's up with the gender specific interviewers?&nbsp; Why do the guys need a woman interviewer?&nbsp; And why are you only interviewing the women?"</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 10:24:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda </strong><br><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br><br>Leda heard the cute brunette playfully mocking her as the pornographic images continued on the screen, blushing, but feeling better after Anna made her lighthearted joke. But it was what she said next that made Leda think...<br><br><em>Yeah...Why do we need opposite gender inter...</em> Leda felt she had come across the real reason, but she would keep it to herself for now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Neysha</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 14:41:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Class/AmiTokito.jpg)</div><strong>Name: "Sunny" Sakurai<br>Location: Commons</strong><br><br>Sunny eagerly sat next to Anna, planting herself between Anna and Matthew while somehow being all smiles despite the delayed coupling. Truth is, while she was eager to get involved in the first threesome of her life, she was still looking forward to getting this whole process properly started. So far she found her nerves becoming far more at ease the more she interacted with everyone for the most part. Everyone she met seemed nice and while some, mostly guys, had their understandable flaws, none of them seemed like complete turnoffs and truth was, she realized, this was porn, not a dating service.<br><br>Plus she had met Anna.<br><br>And for some reason being close to her made Sunny feel all warm inside, not in a sexual way but... more like when she was first crushing on boys in junior high for the first time. That uncontrollable euphoria that bordered on mania. The only difference now was she was mature enough not to be a slave to her crushing feelings and held it in, beyond the blushes and smiles of course. Leaning into Anna a bit, she made a move that she'd usualy reserve for the guys she occassionally dated back home and gaving no ither frame of reference, tried to slip her arm around Anna's so they could hold hands as she whispered this guy was a probably a porn star to her. That just made Sunny glow even more at the thought of it even though she recognized no one from the industry mainly because she never watched porn.<br><br>Sliding her other hand on Matts leg and gently stroking this thigh to remind him she was still thinking of him too, she acted like she wwasn't hearing the drama between Xavier and two of the ladies, whispering to Anna that one was Leda and seemed nice enough before. <br><br>Seeing the clips and that they'd need porn names didnt quite impact Sunny as much as she thought it would as she found her expectations obviously going more in line with reality at this moment. But when Jim brought up interviews, her mind immediately went to the stereotyped porn style casting couch kind of interview and she almost froze with apprehension.<br><br>Random college guys... and in a hopeful csse with Anna, girls was one thing. But being with a pornstar suddenly brought up all sort if worries with her both practical and silly.<br><br>Intimidation factor. Her nerves. Lack of experience or stamina. What if he was dirty? Or blackmailed her. Woukd this ruin her for other guys? Or would other guys even compare? What if he pressured her into doing drugs or something? Isn't that what they all did? What kinks did he have and how strange? How much was it going to hurt? How humiliating will it be if its released? Plus about a hundred other things.<br><br>Thank goodness Anna had enough presence of mind to say something as she was too clearly petrified to, she thought to herself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 17:27:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hi, I'm Jim Beem. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>Tagged: Fuckin' <em>everyone!</em> Awesome!<br></strong><hr><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7987571#msg7987571">Quote from: AribethAmkiir on 02-04-2013, 09:48:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Anna raised her hand, and after a moment, whether she was acknowledged or not, asked her burning question, <strong>"what's up with the gender specific interviewers?&nbsp; Why do the guys need a woman interviewer?&nbsp; And why are you only interviewing the women?"</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Jim smiled pleasantly. "Ah, you've caught me," he said with a laugh. "The interviews are what we call, 'casting couch' interviews, and will give each of the participants to show off your bodies, and perhaps a little more." He gestured expressively. "But remember, you don't actually have to do anything you don't want to in these interviews. If I ask you to do something that you don't want to do, <em>No</em> is a perfectly acceptable answer." <br><br>Feeling that he had answered the question adequately, he scanned the rest of the crowd. "Are there any other questions?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 17:36:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraJammies.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore<br>The Commons - chair in the corner<br>It's a Meeting</span></strong><br><br>She couldn't help but grin a bit at his answer, the idea of having a 'casting couch' session with <em>the</em> Jim Beem made pretty much everything else that might happen in this place worth it. Though she'd be really disappointed if she and Sid couldn't handle the pressure. They hadn't known each other for a huge amount of time, but it had been more than long enough to realize that they got along surprisingly well.<br><br>Sandra thought for a moment before piping up. <strong>"Yeah, I got one. Are there going to be cameras following us to classes and shopping and stuff?"</strong> she asked, thinking back to the few episodes she'd caught of Real World, whichever one they had been on at the time. She'd seen the way the crew followed some of the house members as they lived their lives, and she figured that most of those meetings totally had to be staged, because there was no way two people with camera crews and boom mikes following them could ever not know they were near one another.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 18:38:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hi, I'm Jim Beem. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>Tagged: Fuckin' <em>everyone!</em> Awesome!<br></strong><hr><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7988939#msg7988939">Quote from: Stella Maris on 02-04-2013, 17:36:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"Yeah, I got one. Are there going to be cameras following us to classes and shopping and stuff?"</strong></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jim's eyes flicked over to Sandra, looking her over briefly before answering. "Another good question," he replied cheerily. "No, we're not going to be following you off-site at all. Just the cameras in and around this house. We don't know what happened between Xavier and Aubrey when they left together for an hour this evening, for example." He winked, suggesting that he had an idea what had happened. "And unless you discuss it within the household, we won't ever know. It keeps the audience guessing." <br><br>He considered whether to add more, and then decided that honesty was the best policy, here. "If you feel that the house is getting overwhelming, and need some privacy, some quiet time to yourself, I'd suggest that you could rent a motel room for a night. But don't make a habit of it, because our producers might feel that you're not honoring the contract." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Mika</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 19:29:56</strong>
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				Alexa <br>Commons<br><br>After her flirt with Marcos in the pool, Alexa returned to the Kitchen to pick up another beer. She slid through the crowd that had gathered in the common room, noticing two more strikingly good looking men had joined the cast. Alexa cracked the top of her beer can, unzipped the front of her pink track top and moved to shake hands with Jim. <br><br>Alexa's cleavage was ample, displayed even more since she was nude underneath her pink track suit. She had begun her charaterization process, a Venus, a tease. Now she was determined to push it further. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 21:03:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda </strong><br><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br><br>Leda was pleased to here that the company had taken personal space and privacy into account, she knew however from watching the clips of herself getting mounted on the television, that privacy didn't exist within the confines of the house on its grounds. <br><br>Next Leda noticed another girls walking in from the kitchen with a beer in her hand. <br><br><em>"What the hell, why did no one tell me there was beer."</em> Alright, it was quite rum or whiskey, but beer would do. Leda left the couch and went searching for her own beer, gesturing to the rest of the group to ask if any one else wanted one.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 23:01:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div> <br><br>Marcos walked in wearing wet clothes while holding onto his wet jacket. Not a very normal situation for one to be in. However, the look plastered on his face wasn't a look of defeat or humiliation. It was one of total satisfaction. If you were to look at his face closely, you can expect that the rest of the night will be with this man being a very humble man. <br><br>But being entirely wet wasn't a bad thing. The clothes stuck to his body as if it was a second layer of epidermis. His finely toned and sculpted body showed through his clothes. Pure muscle forged from martial arts was displayed as the now humble and tamed man walked through slowly in the Commons. He noticed Jim for a split moment before a look of slight recognition glazed his face.<br><br>"Hello there. You look familiar. Scratch that, EXTREMELY familiar."<br><br>Marcos held out his hand to shake with Jim. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cami</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 23:17:08</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><em>Name: Aubrey Taylor<br>Tagged: Commons Area</em></span><br><br>Aubrey sat quietly as Jim spoke, a slight smile coming to her face when Xavier and Leda's clips popped up. A hand ran over her face, just tired at this point. Contrary to what she was sure was popular belief among her housemates, she didn't partake in drama. Obviously, she had her moments, but it really wasn't as if any had the right to judge, she was sure they had all had their moments. Aubrey shook her head, tuning out most of the hubbub around her. She had no desire to be around anybody at that moment, save for somebody to cuddle with. All the rest could fuck off.<br><br>As Jim finished speaking, Aubrey excused herself with a small hand wave, tucking back into room 4 and grabbing a light wind jacket before stepping out into the back. She supposed she couldn't avoid people forever, but at the moment, everybody was on her nerves. Save for maybe Sunny, that girl really was like a damn ray of sunshine. Aubrey's thoughts turned to what Jim had said about porn names. She didn't figure she wanted to be called something cheesy, and she wanted it to be something she remembered to respond too. She would have to take that into account when she threw out ideas.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 04:17:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hi, I'm Jim Beem. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>Tagged: Fuckin' <em>everyone!</em> Awesome!<br></strong><hr>Jim finished introductions and greetings. "Well, unless anyone else wants first interview, then it'll go to Leda, as she's the only one who has volunteered. Any other questions, or is this meeting done?" <br><br>He looked around. "Oh, hey, pizza." He walked over to the kitchen and grabbed a slice, waiting for the inevitable last-minute question. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 05:20:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/KenzaBailian1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kenza<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room entrance<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Jim. <br><br>The gentleman spoke and explained the rules; compared to his nature in the movies he was extremely well kempt and even well mannered. Kenza waited for him to stop speaking before asking what ‘casting couch’ means, but decided she would much rather prefer to be surprised instead. So far this has been a rollercoaster ride and it’s not even the end of first day yet. She wondered if they have done something similar before. When Anna asked why they will be interviewed separately she wanted to add in how this was part of the program, given porn’s nature… but the good looking pro explained it in detail and therefore her input was not required. <br><br>He got up to get pizza as he answered questions around. She smiled, her voice soft and accentuated. <strong>“This pizza is good, no? I love the food.”</strong> She got up to grab a slice herself before adding to her statement. <br><br><strong>“Who will be responsible for food and the like? Do we have someone who will cook on a daily basis, or will we be getting take out every night?”</strong> Whilst Kenza was fond of American food, she was not looking forward to eating take out every evening. She would much rather prefer to cook as the Mediterranean girl knew all sorts of recipes, Western and otherwise. She wondered if there will be duties assigned to them on a daily basis; perhaps someone would do groceries whilst others take care of cooking and the like. <br><br>She waited for Jim to respond as she grabbed another beer. Not one to hold her liquor well Kenza didn’t mind having another drink; she was in good, safe company after all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 05:50:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hi, I'm Jim Beem. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>Tagged: Fuckin' <em>everyone!</em> Awesome!<br></strong><hr>Jim had a mouthful of pizza when she asked about food. "Oh, right! I knew I was forgetting something. We're going to have food deliveries every few days, but you guys are going to have to spring for some of the more luxurious stuff - particularly beer and sodas - on your own. We could make some sort of cooking rotation, but frankly, that's part of the fun of the show - seeing how you guys cooperate over things like this." He grabbed one of the beers, and popped the top. "The first delivery is supposed to be here Sunday, so you're on your own for tonight and tomorrow. I suppose I could order Chinese, or something, tomorrow." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 06:38:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: couch<br><br>Tired again, worn out from the stressful day, the pain and the meds, Carter carefully twisted around to call after Beem. "Hey, man, sorry to delay you. I have an odd question. I've got a truck and trailer that are costing me a fortune to store. Do you think I might be able to stash them alongside the house? If there's no gate, I can whip that up in an afternoon. I'll even offer up the trailer for another location if you wanna stick some cameras in it. Like a studio? As long as no one trashes the thing, I'm good. It needs some work done and I can promise to get near naked and work in the hot sun regularly. It's up to the ladies if they want any of this. Sorry, I don't chase unless I'm given reason to."<br><br>Shrugging, he ran his fingers through his own hair, trying to smooth it down.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 06:45:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hi, I'm Jim Beem. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Whoops, not <em>quite</em> everyone after all. <br><hr>Jim swallowed the last of his pizza. "Carter, right?" he smiled a friendly grin. "I'm not sure about that, but I can check with the studio on Monday. I'm sure some of the people here might like the privacy of a little space close by that isn't constantly being recorded." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 07:19:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7993197#msg7993197">Quote from: Top Cat on 03-04-2013, 06:45:25</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hi, I'm Jim Beem. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Whoops, not <em>quite</em> everyone after all. <br><hr>Jim swallowed the last of his pizza. "Carter, right?" he smiled a friendly grin. "I'm not sure about that, but I can check with the studio on Monday. I'm sure some of the people here might like the privacy of a little space close by that isn't constantly being recorded."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Yeah, fair enough. I just want it to be secure if everyone has access to it. Not worried about the truck, it just sucks gas like a Benjamin-an-hour whore."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 17:20:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraJammies.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore<br>The Commons - chair in the corner<br>It's a Meeting</span></strong><br><br>A thought from earlier struck and Sandra slipped up from her chair, tussling Sid's hair as she made her way to the kitchen. <strong>"Hey, speaking of beer and shit - what about those of us who are still underage?"</strong><br><br>She finally succumbed to the idea she was hungry and grabbed herself a slice of pizza, not really caring where it came from or what was on it, so long as it wasn't particularly bad, which it definitely wasn't.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 18:43:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hi, I'm Jim Beem. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Whoops, not <em>quite</em> everyone after all. <br><hr><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"Hey, speaking of beer and shit - what about those of us who are still underage?"</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Jim looked at Sandra, a playful twinkle in his eye. <em>This one looks playful,</em> he thought to himself. "The short answer is, I'm not your parent or guardian, and I don't have any business telling you what you can or can't do. The <em>legal</em> answer is that I strongly discourage those of you who <em>are</em> under 21 to not drink, because it's bad for you." He rolled his eyes expressively at that. "Look, you're all adults, whether the legal system wants to recognize that or not. I couldn't stop you from drinking even if I wanted to - you could just as easily go off and drink in your car, or something. But we obviously have to filter out shots of you drinking, if you're not old enough to be allowed to." <br><br>He took another drink of his beer. "Management actually wanted to do some games involving drinking - beer pong, and that sort of thing - but Legal told them that as long as there were people under 21 on-site, we couldn't do anything like that, because we could get busted for... something. I don't remember what exactly they said. As far as <em>I'm</em> concerned, just don't be stupid." <br><br>He grinned again. "Whether signing up for a scholarship backed by a notorious pornography studio qualifies as stupid or not, I leave to you to decide." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 19:13:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7995402#msg7995402">Quote from: Top Cat on 03-04-2013, 18:43:36</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He grinned again. "Whether signing up for a scholarship backed by a notorious pornography studio qualifies as stupid or not, I leave to you to decide."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Hear, hear," Carter toasted to Beem's speech about drinking before painstakingly getting to his feet and wandering over to the kitchen to get something to eat. Several slices in hand, he paused, finished chewing and went over to stroke a friendly hand over Sandra's wild hair. Despite his fucked up day, he needed to make some allies before the drama had everyone at war, since that was pretty damn obvious that was inevitable. Damn shame about some of the girls getting so wacky on him, but he didn't mind. Once he'd relaxed and decided not to let the emotional weirdness around him fuck him up, Carter's aching skull had improved greatly, as had his erratic mood.<br><br>"Sit with me?"<br><br>It was a question, but there was a faint demand in his tone. He was a nice guy, sure, but he was getting a little tired of getting his chain yanked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 20:29:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda </strong><br><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br><br>Hearing Jim's words Leda popped open her beer and took a refreshing sip, she had lost plenty of bodily fluids in the last few hours <em>(she'd also gained some new ones).</em> Although beer was not the perfect drink for re-hydration, it would at least calm her nerves about meeting new people after they had seen the clips of her arrival process on the large screen in front of them.<br><br>Leda walked back over to the living room, careful not to spill any precious alcohol on her way. She sat back down in one of the two-seater chairs to let any new face come and say hello, but in the mean time she would just observe proceedings and sip on her beer.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 22:26:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraJammies.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore<br>The Commons<br>It's a Meeting</span></strong><br><br>She nodded as he spoke. <strong>"So, no obvious drinking on camera. Got it. And I'm pretty sure they'd get nailed for 'contributing to the delinquency' or some shit like that for the games."</strong> <br><br>She turned to exit the kitchen to find Carter on his way in. Her brow quirked just slightly at his rather insistent request as she finished off the last of her crust. <strong>"Sure thing,"</strong> she answered with a nod. <strong>"We've got a bit of unfinished business to finish up, anyway."</strong> She gave Sid a wink as she followed Carter back out of the kitchen.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Desirous</strong> on <strong>03-04-2013, 22:39:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/Sid_1.GIF)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Sidharth Rao (Sid)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room<br><br>Sid was now settled clad in a pair of grey tshirt and a pair of khaki shorts as he watched and listened to everyone. He rested his back along the backrest of the chair eying all the housemates noticing that there were quite a few people he hadn't interacted with till this moment. But considering the nature of scholarship he had signed for, he knew that it wouldn't be long enough since everyone was familiar with him and likewise.<br><br>His eyes followed Sandra and just gave in a small smile as he saw her following Carter. Lounged slowly on the seater while he listened to everyone taking notes in the back of his head. It was going to to be an interesting experience for sure, he thought to himself before he stood up from the chair feeling a little thirsty and made his way over towards the kitchen to grab some water.</div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 00:04:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div> <br><br>Marcos dared not to sit down in his condition. After greeting himself to Jim, Marcos was left standing in his wet clothes. Luckily enough, when Marcos slicked his hair back it stayed that way. So Marcos decided to walk over towards the pizza and beer and decided to only get one slice of pizza. Munching on it, Marcos watched the interaction between everyone and had begun to put some thought into the interview process that he was told about.<br><br>"So interviewing? Is it too late to volunteer to go first?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 03:50:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8b/VictorDoe2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victor Rory<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room.<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Leda.<br><br>The Rory – Victor Rory – listened to the great speech and listened to some great questions answered, all this while the man sat quiet and observed near about everyone who made their mark on a piece of paper called <em>‘question me, sai!’</em>… metaphorically speaking of course. Both as an artist and a human being, Victor had no questions, this was a journey ordained in spontaneity and baptized in cum and he would let her take him anywhere for a ride, how dare he sully such experience with questions? Nay.<br><br>There was a babe sipping on a can of beer not too far off him, her form made up of two parts wickedness and one part heaven and the Rory meant to say grace to all three tonight. <br><br>He walked, silent posture, confident approach and sat down right next to where she was… a can of beer in his hand. <strong>“Which part of Heaven they let you out from, sweetheart?”</strong> Scottish accent like molasses, unbeknownst to the man of course, this girl was British too.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnowThySire</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 04:04:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Xavier Diaz<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room<br><br>Sitting quietly on the couch by himself, Xavier simply observed the rest of his roommates and the studio man that had arrived. One by one, each had questions, and one by one, Jim answered. There was certainly a lot of plans the porn company had for them. Xavier began to doubt whether he truly wanted to go through such things just for school. The drama and tension in the room didn't help his feelings as well.<br><br>Rubbing his stubble, Xavier pondered what to do next as he saw Jim go for the pizza. He was beginning to assume that the man had finished, and Xavier's presence amongst his roommates were no longer required. Still, maybe it wouldn't have been a bad thing to stay. His eyes scanned the room, taking note of the many unfamiliar faces, despite having seen them weeks before in their files. The ones that he did know seemed busy, a small laugh coming from Xavier as he saw the new guy go over to Leda. If only it were that easy for him to make friends. Then again, it's not like he put much effort in, himself. For a brief moment, his mind went to Aubrey, thinking that he could maybe apologize the right way. However, one look at her glare that was still lasting from the video show of him and Leda, he knew it wasn't the right time.<br><br>Finally, Xavier stood up, holding up the towel around his waist with his right hand. "Well, if we're all done here, I'm going to head back to where I was going before this little meeting." He turned, starting to make his way out of the room. "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the showers." Xavier called out behind himself as his image disappeared into the hallway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 04:22:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda Holland</strong><br><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br><br>Leda looked up to see the well defined face of the newest member of the house looking down at her as she took another mouthful of her beer. She felt like she had met him before, it was unlikely and she felt it would be pointless in asking. She took the beer out of her mouth and cocked an eyebrow as she heard his totally unoriginal one-liner, but then thought it might just be nerves of being the last one into a new house.<br><br><strong>"Originally from cloud 8..."</strong> she half-gargled before swallowing her mouthful and continuing.<br><br><strong>"Cloud nine gets all the publicity, but cloud eight actually is cheaper, less crowded and has a better view."</strong> She said, quoting her favorite comedian...<br><br><strong>"...I'm hearing a distinct Scottish accent. How do you feel about the English?"</strong> Leda questioned before admitting her origins. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 05:32:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hi, I'm Jim Beem. Yes, <em>that</em> Jim Beem.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room to Back Yard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Exit, stage right!<br><hr>Jim looked at Marcos. "I'm not exactly sure when the female interviewer will be available. Might be tomorrow night, might not be until Sunday or Monday. I'll have to ask." <br><br>He scanned the crowd. "If there's nothing else, I'm going to take a look around. I'll be on-site for a few more hours if you think of any more questions." <br><br>With that, he headed out the sliding glass door to the Back Yard. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 07:41:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Entering through the backdoor with Mathew and Sunny, then finding a place in the Common's.<br><br>Anna chewed on her lip when Jim confirmed that it'd be a "casting couch" interview.&nbsp; She figured the company had to introduce them someway so why not have a well known porn star fuck their brains out to kick the show off.&nbsp; Just the thought of it made butterflies well within her stomach.&nbsp; She'd been nervous and anxious since learning that she'd been selected for the show.&nbsp; Breaking into porn with Jim Beem as her first partner was both exciting and intimidating.&nbsp; She had to wonder if he was as big as he was on camera, and if he was if she'd be able to handle it.&nbsp; She wasn't as small as some of her housemates, like Sunny, but the thought still entered her mind.<br><br>Anna had read the fine print so she already knew the answer to Sandra's question, it was nice to hear the confirmation though.&nbsp; Leda's offer to get someone a beer was tempting, especially since Carter had downed her beer earlier, by the pool.&nbsp; It must've been karma that had caused him to get sick.&nbsp; That or the big pale blonde man couldn't handle his liquor nearly as well as he'd been claiming when Marcos had been asking him about it.<br><br>Anna wondered if she should check on Aubrey, not that she knew the girl well, but it'd be nice if someone did it.&nbsp; Anna just didn't want to get caught up in the drama especially when she didn't know the particulars.<br><br>Carter's suggestion about his trailer was thoughtful, in Anna's opinion.&nbsp; Maybe he just got too much sun or he didn't quite understand when a girl was into him.&nbsp; Only the days ahead would reveal the truth, about him and everyone else.<br><br>Anna squeezed Sunny's leg gently, before standing and crossing the room to the kitchen, passing Leda in the process and giving Jim a small, nervous smile.&nbsp; It seemed like pizza was for dinner, she was glad she'd be able to cook, at least for herself, but she wouldn't pass up on free pizza.&nbsp; She selected a slice and pulled a beer from the cooler before taking note of who else was in the kitchen.<br><br><strong>"Hey, I'm Anna,"</strong> she said as she shuffled the slice of pizza and her beer to her off hand and offered Sid her right hand.&nbsp; <strong>"You're Sid, right?&nbsp; Sandra's boyfriend?&nbsp; My memory is usually horrible, but I think I've got this one right."</strong><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 07:53:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: living room<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7996399#msg7996399">Quote from: Stella Maris on 03-04-2013, 22:26:07</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She nodded as he spoke. <strong>"So, no obvious drinking on camera. Got it. And I'm pretty sure they'd get nailed for 'contributing to the delinquency' or some shit like that for the games."</strong> <br><br>She turned to exit the kitchen to find Carter on his way in. Her brow quirked just slightly at his rather insistent request as she finished off the last of her crust. <strong>"Sure thing,"</strong> she answered with a nod. <strong>"We've got a bit of unfinished business to finish up, anyway."</strong> She gave Sid a wink as she followed Carter back out of the kitchen.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Carter offered his free hand to the firecracker to take if she wanted while his other tested his coordination with what was left of his pizza. Then he paused in the middle of the room and looked down at Sandra.<br><br>"Y'know, I was headed back for the couch, because I figured it would be tacky if I feel asleep on you while we were getting to know each other. So, rather than be a pushy ass, I'd like your opinion." Grinning a little giddily, he tapped her forehead with a fingertip. "'Cause I'm curious about that too. Despite the hormone storm front, I think I'd like to know your brain too. Not that you aren't sexy and I won't take care of you and... I really should shut up, shouldn't I?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 07:58:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraJammies.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore<br>The Commons<br>It's a Meeting<br>With Carter</span></strong><br><br>She couldn't help but laugh. <strong>"Well, let me just assure you that I'm not taking journalism because it's an easy subject."</strong> She stuck her tongue out at him, but couldn't help but be curious. <strong>"So, what was this about wanting my opinion?"</strong> she asked, one brow arched in a nearly perfect imitation of Leonard Nimoy. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 08:08:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8b/VictorDoe2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victor Rory<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room.<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Leda.<br><br>So she was British, and the more he listened the more he can tell she was English… the type his forefathers warned their sons about, and the type their sons laughed at their forefathers’ face and told them to go shag a sheep whilst they shag the pretty English women, earned after a hard day of pillaging and looting. <br><br><strong>“Clouds, eh?”</strong> He smiled, genuine fascination in his eyes. <strong>“A bird like you must perch on branches far and wide, but an unclaimable, rare bird she still is.”</strong> <br><br>She questioned him about his ethnicity and Victor looked towards the crowd, he took a deep swig of alcohol and then another which finished the can he had. <strong>“Aye, I was born Scottish. Deep inside however resides a heart most multi-cultural… sweet, sassy, sad and wild. With that being said, I’m certain the more time we spend together, the more we’ll learn about each other… in detail.”</strong> He takes off his sunglasses and tucks them in his breast pocket, smiling at her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 08:22:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7999530#msg7999530">Quote from: Stella Maris on 04-04-2013, 07:58:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She couldn't help but laugh. <strong>"Well, let me just assure you that I'm not taking journalism because it's an easy subject."</strong> She stuck her tongue out at him, but couldn't help but be curious. <strong>"So, what was this about wanting my opinion?"</strong> she asked, one brow arched in a nearly perfect imitation of Leonard Nimoy.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"I don't want to fall asleep on you, that's tacky as hell and you'd rightly kick my ass. But if I park it on the couch, we're right in the middle of the living room."<br><br>Suddenly cracking up for a moment, he shrugged.<br><br>"Though after that video footage Beem showed us, I doubt it matters!"<br><br>Sobering a bit, he smiled again and focused on his new companion.<br><br>"To be blunt, I'd really like to get off and get a good night's sleep, but you're gonna need help. I'm bettin' my cork's looser than normal after all that's happened today, but it's still gonna be a hell of a lot of work. But I can make you feel good, regardless."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 08:28:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraJammies.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore<br>The Commons<br>With Carter</span></strong><br><br><strong>"Ok. Totally have to agree that if you fell asleep in the middle, that would be really irritating, and I think I might be mad at you for it for all of about, oh, maybe three hours?"</strong> She laughs, then shakes her head.<br><br>She considers his words for a long moment. <strong>"Soooo... You're saying you take a bit of work, then?"</strong> She laces her fingers together and makes a show of cracking her knuckles. <strong>"I love a good challenge,"</strong> she tells him, grinning.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 08:47:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda Holland</strong><br><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br><br>Leda blushed at the Scott's compliment, she could tell he was cocky, but she was used to cocky men. Which was why his next statement didn't surprise her, it also made sense, at some point in the year they would end up having some kind of intimate interaction.<br><br>Leda smiled back before asking another question, the one she was most anxious to ask. <strong>"I know this is a long shot, but did we meet at Bloodstock or some kinda gig? Your face seems familiar, but it may just be the beer getting to me already."</strong> Leda wasn't at all feeling the effects of the beer, British blood comes pre-filled with Alcohol upon birth, she just wanted to sounds friendly when asking such a weird question.<br><br>As Leda asked the Sottish guy her question she caught a glimpse of Carter and a pretty fine looking redhead clearly getting comfortable with each other.<br><br><em>Go on, Thor!</em> She thought to herself, knowing how gentle he had been while surrounded with so many hot girls when she had first arrived. He seemed to be holding back out of some morale reasoning, which was highly commendable. Leda just hoped that being such a nice guy wouldn't stop him from getting any action, or making him nervous around her when she was cutting loose. Leda decided she was going to make it her secret mission to get the big idiot laid, she had the house full of hot girls and the cunning mind, all she needed now was a plan.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 09:03:21</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg7999653#msg7999653">Quote from: Stella Maris on 04-04-2013, 08:28:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"Ok. Totally have to agree that if you fell asleep in the middle, that would be really irritating, and I think I might be mad at you for it for all of about, oh, maybe three hours?"</strong> She laughs, then shakes her head.<br><br>She considers his words for a long moment. <strong>"Soooo... You're saying you take a bit of work, then?"</strong> She laces her fingers together and makes a show of cracking her knuckles. <strong>"I love a good challenge,"</strong> she tells him, grinning.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Chuckling, he gestured expansively. "Lead the way to wherever you're comfy."<br><br>Rubbing still sore eyeballs, he stretched like a cat and shook himself out, fully aware that he made an enticing sight. It also brought back the lightheadedness, but he gritted his teeth through it and managed to only sway a bit.<br><br>"And I take more than a bit of work, Sassy. It's a curse, but it'll knock me near dead if you can pull if off. Trust me, in the long run, you'll earn bragging rights. Besides, I'll have a couple of days to recover before school."<br><br>That odd sensation of being watching closely made him swing his head around, but he couldn't pin the sensation down. Shame too. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Desirous</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 17:18:44</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/Sid_1.GIF)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Sidharth Rao (Sid)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anna<br><br>Sid pulled out a bottle of water&nbsp; from the fridge bringing it to his lips taking in small sip standing with his back along the counter. He turned his head to look hearing his name and a smile curled upon the corners of his lips before taking a step in her direction for a handshake. His gaze dropped to admire her bikini clad form with the blue cover up not doing much to hide. She had a great body and the thought of her unwrapped brought a low grin to his lips, "Hey there Anna, and yes you got that perfectly right. Pleasure to meet you", he muttered lowly as he shifted his eyes back to her pretty face. <br><br>Sid took another sip from the bottle before he placed the bottle on the counter, his fingers locked with her`s feeling her soft skin against his touch as he chuckled, "Yes I`m Sandra`s boyfriend and we are both here for the scholarship. I`m doing majors in Finance". He had noticed Anna earlier when he was taking a house tour but at that time she had some company around. Now with Sandra settled in with Carter for now, Sid wanted to meet his housemates and was glad that Anna made her way over here in the kitchen. </div> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 21:58:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><br>Sid's grip was firm without being vice-like.&nbsp; Anna didn't miss Sid's wandering eyes, but she didn't mind either.&nbsp; If she had she would've picked a cover that actually hid the swimsuit underneath.&nbsp; Still, he had the common sense to not let his gaze linger too long and looked her in the face when he spoke to her.&nbsp; Kudos to his mom for raising a conscientious young man.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Finance major, huh?&nbsp; Are you planning on being a stockbroker or banker or something after you graduate?"</strong><br><br>Anna really didn't know what a finance major did after graduation, but those two professions seemed like good guesses.&nbsp; She wondered briefly if finances was a business or math major before she decided it was likely business.<br><br>She waited for his response before asking another question in hopes of keeping the conversation flowing.&nbsp; <strong>"How does a finance major find himself applying for <em>this</em> scholarship?&nbsp; Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to discriminate by majors, I just kind of thought that there would be more English and Mass Communication majors than Historical Economics and Imaginary Math majors,"</strong> she laughed lightly, <strong>"not really sure where finance falls in that but the people I've met so far are a lot smarter than I thought they would be."</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 22:19:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraJammies.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore<br>The Commons<br>With Carter, Sid</span></strong><br><br>She flashed him a grin. <strong>"Challenge accepted, Inky."</strong> She considered the 'comfy' issue for a moment before remembering that there was more that needed to be handled before she could go disappearing. <strong>"Hold on just a sec, I'll be right back."</strong><br><br>She trotted over to where her bag was sitting in the hallway and dragged it and her case into room three, leaving them there and returning with the keys to the room.<br><br><strong>"Be right back with you,"</strong> she tossed to Carter as she crossed over to the kitchen to drop the keys with Sid. <strong>"Here's the other three keys for room three. Not sure it really matters who else is in there, but would be totally awesome if Kenza or the replacement guy were one or both of them."</strong> She gave him a grin and grabbed a handful of ass before giving Anna a bright smile to let her know there wouldn't be any drama between them, then heading back to where Carter was still waiting.<br><br><strong>"So, wherever I'm comfy you say? How about wherever you're comfy so that if either I do pull it off or you end up asleep, nobody has to haul your ass back, eh?"</strong> She grinned up at him, fully expecting him to acquiesce to her obvious wisdom in this matter.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 04:35:06</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg8002238#msg8002238">Quote from: Stella Maris on 04-04-2013, 22:19:09</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"So, wherever I'm comfy you say? How about wherever you're comfy so that if either I do pull it off or you end up asleep, nobody has to haul your ass back, eh?"</strong> She grinned up at him, fully expecting him to acquiesce to her obvious wisdom in this matter.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Shaking off the sensation of being watched as his addled imagination, he draped an arm over Sandra.<br><br>"Okay, then let's sit for a bit and we can see about getting my adrenaline up a little, huh? It's only as short walk to somewhere more... horizontal. Sure can't say private in this house, eh?"<br><br>Chuckling, he sat on an unoccupied couch, reflexively adjusting the kilt, conscious that he was in a rare state of going regulation. Habit. Then he patted his lap encouragingly and ran a curious hand up her thigh and hip when she sat down.<br><br>"You certainly have a good personality for journalism. Gregarious and fun."<br><br>Not his best flirting, and he wasn't even sure he really had to, but hell, foreplay was foreplay. Just because he could lucky here didn't mean he didn't want to stroke her mind too!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 06:01:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8b/VictorDoe2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victor Rory<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room.<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Leda.<br><br>She mentioned Woodstock and the man was impressed. He did not mean to bring up his identity unless it was brought up by one of the residents. He had churned out hits aplenty during his years of fame but the man was humble despite having a gigantic ego when it mattered at times. For now he just allowed the matter to rest. <br><br><strong>“Rory’s have had experience where both liquor and smoke developed a mind of their own.”</strong> He chuckled. <strong>“Where the suns never rose and the winds never calmed, within this apocalypse you discover the beast and therefore tame that beast, however I am going off topic… I meant to say it’s not one of those nights.”</strong> <br><br>He pets her shoulder. <strong>“With that being said, yep… I performed both in ’08 and ’09. Happy years… that and Leeds &amp; Reading festival. Fun times.”</strong> He winked at her before eyeing her up and down once more. <strong>“So tell me pretty bird, what do they call and what do you like doing in thy free time?”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 06:08:35</strong>
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				"Looks like the guys have got to wait."<br><br>Marcos said to himself as he wandered off around to the living room. He literally had nothing to do at the moment. Nothing strapped him down. Nothing to work on. He could try to woo someone into a bed, but after what happened in the pool, Marcos was willing to be patient. It wouldn't do to try to hit on every female the first day. He already seemed to ruin his impression on a few.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 09:05:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/KenzaBailian1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Kenza<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living room entrance<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Sandra. Carter.<br><br>As Jim spoke, the others responded and as Jim went on his way the others began to do their own thing. There were many such interesting things happening, however the one that caught Kenza’s eye – and ears – was the exchange between Carter and her redhead friend, Sandra. <em>I could learn a thing or two…</em> She thought, but then a smile surfaced upon her face with another. <em>I could also teach a thing or two.</em> <br><br>Smiling to herself she waited for an opportune moment to present itself so she may add her two pence, perhaps a comeback, or a joke she heard elsewhere long moments past… but such a moment never presented itself. For a moment there, Kenza was afraid she will never know what to say and it right then she decided to just wing it. It was annoying her how she had to constantly remind herself to be brave, the hard part involved arriving there thus taking this important, first step… and now that she was there, the hard part was over. <br><br>Kenza stood up in this moment and made her way to the couch where Carter and Sandra were flirting. <strong>“Did someone mention room three?</strong> She giggled, then suppressed it. <strong>“I do hate sleeping alone, and I wouldn’t wish to miss the chance of hearing this lovely… exchange continue.”</strong> She bit her lower lip before continuing. <strong>“Perhaps I could chime in as well, since where I’m from its considered derogatory to not add in when something beautiful and pretty is being done.”</strong> Her eyes sparkled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Desirous</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 17:26:39</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/Sid_1.GIF)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Sidharth Rao (Sid)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anna, Sandra<br><br>Sid smiled as he heard Anna asking him all these questions. It was refreshing to meet someone like her with whom he can have a conversation and he already there was a liking for the bikini clad beauty. "Well yea Finance", he muttered slowly before he continued, "When I first started landing at an executive post in a bank was definitely on my priority list but one thing that I have figured is you need to keep your options open". He smiled softly while he had her hand still in his grip enjoying the smoothness of her skin against his touch.<br><br>"No it`s alright and I completely understand but since always I have been interested in building my own business, so not only this scholarship provides me an opportunity to pursue my degree. But also it provides me a chance to look up close at a potential business opportunity". A playful chuckle formed upon the corners of his lips before he brought her hand to his lips planting a soft kiss upon the back before letting it go and smiled, "It is a pleasure indeed to meet you Anna", he whispered loud enough for her to hear.<br><br>He heard footsteps and saw Sandra making her way inside with the keys in her hand. He took the keys from her hand and just smiled, "Yea, let`s see how things shape up", before he flashed a grin as Sandra grabbed the ass watching her leave. <br><br>His focus again shifted back upon Anna casting his dark eyes upon her pretty face, "What about your beautiful? What interests you? Oh and we could either continue talking here or take a tour of the room", he flashed a rather playful grin in her direction holding the keys in his hands. <br><br>Sid was never known to be someone who liked to mix up words and had this reputation of speaking his mind. Now at this moment of time it was the dark haired young woman in front of him who interested him&nbsp; and aware of the nature of the scholarship, he was looking forward to know more about Anna in every aspect. "What do you say?", he asked her flashing that bright smile of his.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 18:30:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda </strong><br><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Victor<br><br>Leda felt his hand on her shoulder, she also hear his statement, followed by his question. He seemed to talk as if he were a poet, she couldn't figure if he was for real, or just playing, either way though this guy was clearly a musician of some sort.<br><br><strong>"They call me Leda... <em>among other things</em>..."</strong> Leda winked.<br><br><strong>"I'm a metal chick, I love my video games, drumming, drinking <em>of course</em>, but for everything else... you'll have to find that out on your own."</strong> Leda gave a cheeky smile before reaching up to put her own hand on the mans opposite shoulder to return his own questions.<br><br><strong>"So, what is thy own name, humble Sir? And by what means do you bide you time in the mortal form?"</strong> Leda questioned, trying to sound as poetic as the stranger, not sure if she had succeeded, or sounded drunk already. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 18:44:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hi, I'm Jim Beem. Yes, <em>that</em> Jim Beem.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> I'm a fly on the wall... a very handsome fly, granted.<br><hr>Jim slid back into the kitchen after talking with Aubrey briefly. After swiping another slice of pizza, he walked over to the far end of the kitchen and leaned against the wall, not wanting to interrupt any of the discussions that were already going on, but nosy enough to want to hear them. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ray Banner</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 20:47:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8b/VictorDoe2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victor Rory<br><strong>Location:</strong> Living Room.<br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Leda.<br><br>So she was a girl of many names… he nodded and leaned back, enjoying this young, hot blonde the way he enjoyed fine whiskey or an immaculately made cup of tea. He admired her mannerisms and knew this night was far from done. This was the reason he had travelled far and wide, this will be his humble rebirth witnessed by all, including the naysayers and apostles of derogatory affirmations, especially them considering how they never thought Victor Rory will make a comeback, and look at him now… both his cock and his soul were on the way up.<br><br><strong>“A metal chick, eh?”</strong> He chuckled. People always thought traditional metal ruffled the feathers of a rap metal/hard rock artist, but such was not the way of music. As a musician he allowed his instruments to carve whichever way they deemed important towards the path of enlightenment, whether it be singing about rain or rolling a dildo in glitter. <br><br><strong>“Victor Rory.”</strong> He officially introduced himself. <strong>“I am a man of many names and useless titles, but that’s how they know me most. I earn my bread by screaming me lungs into a mic and looking down on oppressive regimes but at present I walk the path of a hermit… spurred unto both decency and cleanliness of soul through Philosophy…which I am planning to major in, should things work out with beauties like yourself here and they appreciate me antics on the screen.”</strong> He winked at her. His humor was dry but so was wisdom… and she looked the sort not to just understand them both but appreciate in a manner it needs appreciating the most.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 21:18:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.showbiz.cz/files/profiles/77b8b5246ca00fbcda6b94616cb624631312378044.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Leda </strong><br><strong>Location: Living room</strong><br><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Victor<br><br>Leda loved all variants of metal, and liked to dip her dainty feet into hardcore punk; Heavy Metal, Death Metal/Core, Metal-Core, she'd tried Black and Doom, but hadn't really stuck to them like the others.<br><br>The name <strong><em>Victor Rory</em></strong> seemed familiar. Maybe his band had opened for another on tour, or maybe another artist had mentioned him in an interview. Either way Leda was a little nervous to be in the presence of a professional, especially one so charming as he. Although primarily a drummer, Leda's old band had agreed to let the lead singer teach them all how to scream and death growl so that they could form a demonic harmony. She found that although she could match the techniques of her band members (besides the lead singer), Leda couldn't get the same depth in her voice as the males. However, she found anyone who could scream, growl or pig squeal instantly made her wet, it could be awkward at times...<br><br><strong>"So Victor Rory, the name of your band?"</strong> Leda questioned, raising an eyebrow playfully before taking a larger sip of beer. Hopefully she would know the name, that would be so exiting, but she didn't hold her breath, she wanted to seem as nonchalant as possible. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 21:44:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><br>Sid kept hold of her hand as they talked.&nbsp; She had had men do this before and it had always felt like they were trying to lay claim to her, or keep her from stepping away.&nbsp; With Sid, it was slightly different, more friendly, though when he brought his lips to the back of her hand a thin eyebrow peaked and a half smile formed on her lips.&nbsp; The act was archaic, outdated, yet sweet, even if it felt awkward. <br><br>Anna took Sandra's entrance into the kitchen as an opportunity to retrieve her hand and quickly took the pizza from its precariously balanced position in her off hand, unconsciously filling her hand&nbsp; so that it couldn't be snatched up again.&nbsp; Anna sent the redhead a friendly smile after the woman placed her claim on her man, made eye contact with Anna, in order to ensure she'd received the message, and then left.&nbsp; The only thing Sandra hadn't done was kiss Sid soundly, not that that was needed for Anna to get the message.&nbsp; In another day or two she was going to feel like she was walking on eggshells with all the possessive coupling that seemed to be going on.<br><br>Anna hadn't missed the bit about who was getting room three's keys.&nbsp; That left room four, she thought, and she didn't know who held those keys.&nbsp; The likelihood of sleeping on the couch was growing with each passing hour.&nbsp; She couldn't help but feel the person who'd decided to assign rooms this way was an idiot, or a jerk, or maybe both.&nbsp; Of course, she knew missing out on room three was her own fault since she'd told Sandra she didn't want to sleep in there with the "boyfriend-girlfriend" couple, but seeing how things were shaping up it was likely better to room with people you knew were together than always having to guess who'd slept with whom most recently.<br><br><strong>"What type of business are you wanting to start?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked curiously before taking a small bite of her pizza, aware that she was both on camera and in mixed company.<br><br>Anna shrugged when Sid asked his own questions, <strong>"I don't know.&nbsp; Never been to college, didn't think it was possible,"</strong> she said in a matter-of-fact way.&nbsp; <strong>"This sounded like an adventure, something that would payout, one way or another, and an experience I was willing to have,"</strong> she shrugged, abandoning that trail of thought.&nbsp; <strong>"I'm interested in a wide range of things; music, literature, games, sports, people... sex,"</strong> she laughed lightly, <strong>"as if that wasn't obvious considering where we are."</strong>&nbsp; <br><br>Anna set her beer on the counter and popped the top before taking a sip.&nbsp; Then raised it to Jim Beem who'd entered and taken a spot in the corner.<br><br>She then, finally, looked Sid in the eye and shook her head.&nbsp; <strong>"I don't think that's a good idea.&nbsp; I don't want any drama with Sandra, she's a nice person, and hot, and that little display just now makes me think she's a little overprotective of you."</strong>&nbsp; Anna said with an apologetic smile before glancing into the common's room to see if she could see where Sunny had gone to.&nbsp; <strong>"More than happy to keep talking with you here, though.&nbsp; We don't all have to fuck everyone on the first day."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Desirous</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 22:25:17</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/Sid_1.GIF)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Sidharth Rao (Sid)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anna<br><br>He settled on the counter stool with his eyes stayed locked upon Anna`s pretty face. He hadn't met all the housemates till this moment but he was already forming a liking for Anna because of her comfortable nature and not to mention how gorgeous she was. He noticed that Anna observed every moment of Sandra`s brief visit but she didnt said anything about it till yet.<br><br>For a moment he thought about wondering if Anna would be interested in sharing the room with them but as he was about to ask her, she inquired about what type of business venture he had in mind. "I don't know for sure but I have always been a believer of the fact that there are opportunities everywhere". He paused for a moment&nbsp; before she started answering his queries about her. Listened carefully and couldn't help suppress a playful chuckle as she shared her interests, "I think we have quite a few similar interests".<br><br>His gaze followed Anna`s and he smiled softly in Jim Beem waving a hand in his direction gesturing hello before he shifted his focus back on Anna. Smiled broadly at her, "Oh that`s perfectly alright and&nbsp; I am in no rush. I know you and I will have our private moments together and she is a great fun person. Like you mentioned yourself that being here says everything why we are all here, so don't think there is anything to worry about", muttered before resting his hands on the counter stretching his back a little. <br><br>Looking in her pretty eyes, a playful grin formed upon the corners of his thick lips, "And which room are you staying in? I haven't seen the room but I`d like you to be our room mate as well, though I do warn you that I don't particularly like being confined into any sorts of clothing when I sleep", chuckled playfully.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 22:50:49</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg8005362#msg8005362">Quote from: Ray Banner on 05-04-2013, 09:05:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Aimed at:</strong> Sandra. Carter.<br>Kenza stood up in this moment and made her way to the couch where Carter and Sandra were flirting. <strong>“Did someone mention room three?</strong> She giggled, then suppressed it. <strong>“I do hate sleeping alone, and I wouldn’t wish to miss the chance of hearing this lovely… exchange continue.”</strong> She bit her lower lip before continuing. <strong>“Perhaps I could chime in as well, since where I’m from its considered derogatory to not add in when something beautiful and pretty is being done.”</strong> Her eyes sparkled.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Looking up at the exotically accented voice, Carter smiled.<br><br>"I couldn't agree more."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>06-04-2013, 02:49:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hi, I'm Jim Beem. Yes, <em>that</em> Jim Beem.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> I am the Keymaster.<br><hr>Jim returned Anna and Sid's salutes, then tapped a query on his Pad. A few minutes later, he looked over at the zombie-like Dillon, and fished three keys out of Dillon's shirt pocket.<br><br>"Who hasn't gotten a room yet?" he asked loudly. "I have three keys to the <em>waterbed room</em> in my hands, and since Dillon seems to have spaced out on the idea of giving them to prospective roommates, I'm making the decision myself." He held up the three keys, looking around for takers. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>06-04-2013, 03:22:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrr9VNQ9ToQ/TuXFimhY6JI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bVn8yIRCl5s/s1600/000ae986_medium.jpeg)</div><strong>Leda Holland<br>Living Room</strong><br><br><strong>"Sorry, Could you just excuse me for a few minutes."</strong> Leda told her new acquaintance, before walking off towards the shower room. She wanted to know where Xavier had gone, she needed to know that he wasn't drowning the tub like an idiot. <br><br>Leda walks to the shower room and pokes her head round the door.<br><br><strong>"Nope...where the fuck did that Latin poof go?"</strong> She joked under her breath, not being serious about his sexuality. <br><br>Leda's second guess would be the bed room, he clearly liked his alone time. So off she went, swigging from her beer as she went.<br><br>Leda was going to knock on the door, but quickly realized that Xavier might be asleep. She also thought that he might be naked, and she would love the opportunity to scare the shit out of him by sneaking into the room and pouncing on him from behind.<br><br>Leda unlocks the door, finishes her beer and enters the dark room, searching for her new friend.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>06-04-2013, 05:42:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/2r3b42c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Hi, I'm Jim Beem. Yes, <em>that</em> Jim Beem.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen to Offsite<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Exit, stage right!<br><hr>Jim waggled the keys, then tossed one to Anna, and slapped the other two down on the kitchen counter, fully aware that he'd taken Dillon's own room key from him. If he woke up soon enough, he could have it back, right? <br><br>"Good night, all. Sweet dreams," he called, as he walked out of the house, shutting the front door firmly. He drove away to get some sleep himself, and be back tomorrow to supervise the unloading of the desks and laptops. <br><br><strong>Time transition to Late Night Friday</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>06-04-2013, 06:58:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/tul24.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Anna<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><br><strong>"Hey a room with a view, what more could a girl want?"</strong> she teased Sid when he confided in her that he slept in the buff.&nbsp; <br><br>The idea of sharing a room with Sid and Sandra, and whomever else, was more appealing as the more she got to know him.&nbsp; The fact that the other room only had waterbeds made her decision all the more easier.&nbsp; After all, who wanted to sleep in a water bed, it wasn't the 80s.<br><br><strong>"Yeah, that'd be great.&nbsp; I told Sandra that I wasn't keen on sharing the room with a couple, but after thinking about it I don't think that'd be too bad.&nbsp; If it's cool with you, I'd like to grab my luggage and start moving in.&nbsp; Wanna help?"</strong> <br><br>When Jim offered she politely declined the key, catching the one he tossed to her and placing it with the others he'd deposited upon the counter top.&nbsp; <br><br>Anna sipped her bear, finished off her pizza, before picking up another slice, and then headed to the common's room, glancing over her shoulder once to see if Sid was following.&nbsp; From there she managed to drag her two suitcases back to room three without interrupting anybody's conversation.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>06-04-2013, 08:08:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraJammies.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore<br>The Commons<br>With Carter, Kenza</span></strong><br>(before the time-shift)<br><br>She followed Carter back to the couch, perching on his knee at the inviting pat. <strong>"Thanks. I try not to take life too seriously. I mean, not to say I shirk or blow things off, just that I deal with what I can and don't stress the rest of it."</strong> She gave a little shrug and adjusted her position in his lap, her leg pressing down against his kilt, her arm around his shoulders as she got comfortable.<br><br>Her gaze swept to Kenza and she gave the other woman a grin. <strong>"I was thinking more room two, which I think is where this guy is bunking. At least for the moment, anyway."</strong> The corner of her mouth went up as he responded in the affirmative and an idea spawned. <strong>"Here's an idea... How about you, me, and tall blonde and hunky here head off and see if the two of us, by our powers combined, can take care of his little problem?"</strong><br><br>She didn't even wait for an answer before slipping off of his lap again and tugging at his arm to get him moving. <strong>"Come on. There's too many people whose names I know in here, and I just can't manage to be rude enough to stop caring about what they're all doing. Your room or my room or whoever's will be a lot less distracting."</strong> She paused for a moment. <strong>"What room are you in, Kenza? If you don't have one, yet, Sid has the other keys for room three with him."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Duelist925</strong> on <strong>06-04-2013, 09:58:02</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/Duelist925/dj-quall-tobey-maguire-look-alike.jpg)</div><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Randall Stevens<br><br>Common Room</strong></span><br><br>Randall jerked away with a snrk. He'd fallen asleep on the couch--surprisingly comfortable. He was a bit saddened that it would all too soon be irrevocably stained by so any fluids. Many of them his. Probably. He sat up with a stretch, yawning somewhat--ok, first things first. Food, then figure out which room wasn't completely full yet. He stood, cricking his neck a bit, and headed for the kitchen. <br><br>There, he grabbed a slice of leftover pizza from the fridge and a bottle of whatever was in there. Pizza firmly in mouth, he looked round a&nbsp; bit, and spied some keys left out...<br><br>He promptly, of course, snagged one and examined it. "Room four..." He said. Well, he SAID "Room Four" but what came out through a mouth full of pizza was "Rmm ffh". Classy. <br><br>He shrugged, pocketing the key. Returning to the living room, he grabbed his bags and made his way to room four. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>06-04-2013, 10:42:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br>Location: headed for room 2<br>With: Sandra and Kenza<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169405.msg8010226#msg8010226">Quote from: Stella Maris on 06-04-2013, 08:08:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>She followed Carter back to the couch, perching on his knee at the inviting pat. <strong>"Thanks. I try not to take life too seriously. I mean, not to say I shirk or blow things off, just that I deal with what I can and don't stress the rest of it."</strong> She gave a little shrug and adjusted her position in his lap, her leg pressing down against his kilt, her arm around his shoulders as she got comfortable.<br><br>Her gaze swept to Kenza and she gave the other woman a grin. <strong>"I was thinking more room two, which I think is where this guy is bunking. At least for the moment, anyway."</strong> The corner of her mouth went up as he responded in the affirmative and an idea spawned. <strong>"Here's an idea... How about you, me, and tall blonde and hunky here head off and see if the two of us, by our powers combined, can take care of his little problem?"</strong><br><br>She didn't even wait for an answer before slipping off of his lap again and tugging at his arm to get him moving. <strong>"Come on. There's too many people whose names I know in here, and I just can't manage to be rude enough to stop caring about what they're all doing. Your room or my room or whoever's will be a lot less distracting."</strong> She paused for a moment. <strong>"What room are you in, Kenza? If you don't have one, yet, Sid has the other keys for room three with him."</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Nose in Sandra's wild hair, Carter grinned as she 'recruited' Kenza officially. He'd be grateful as hell if he could sleep tonight and be back to his usual self tomorrow after popping his cork. And give a couple of hot ladies some good clean fun in the process? Hell yes! <br><br>"Sure, I have my key and no clue where my roomies are.&nbsp; Shame about three though. You guys sound like a fun bunch!"<br><br>Allowing himself to be dragged off, he offered a hand to Kenza to join them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Desirous</strong> on <strong>06-04-2013, 15:44:49</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/Sid_1.GIF)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Sidharth Rao (Sid)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anna<br><br>Sid smiled broadly as Anna agreed to his proposition to move in to stay in the room number 3. There was just something about Anna which made it alot easier for hm to make that decision. "Oh I`m glad that you approve of the idea", chuckling playfully as he stretched out a little flexing his muscles. <br><br>"That`s cool. She is a pretty fun person to be around and I would love to know more about you", muttered slowly before he heard her about moving in right away and nodded his head, "Absolutely, I haven't moved in my luggage in there and we could do it together".<br><br>Sid was kind of excited with the possibility of sharing the room with Anna knowing that Sandra would also be there and perhaps Kenza would also be joining them as Sandra had suggested a bit earlier. Watched Anna sip her beer and finishing her pizza before she headed towards the common room. "I`m right behind you", he smiled at her before slipping off the stool making his way over towards the living room to grab his own suitcases turning around to see his other housemates. Sandra seemed busy occupied with the tall blonde guy and Kenza, he smiled softly before heading towards the room number three behind Anna and couldn't help but admire the sway of her hips as she walked.</div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Keaton</strong> on <strong>06-04-2013, 22:14:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2013/03/25/8mDKj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Matthew Parker<br><hr><br>Since the meeting most of the residents seemed to have scattered here and there although Matthew had remained on one of the couches where he'd settled. With a yawn he looked this way and that, contemplating his next move. There didn't seem to be too much going on at the moment but he was hoping to find some way of entertaining himself sooner or later.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>10-04-2013, 06:39:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrr9VNQ9ToQ/TuXFimhY6JI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bVn8yIRCl5s/s1600/000ae986_medium.jpeg)</div><strong>Leda Holland<br>Workout Room</strong><br><br>Leda had noticed a few bodies lying around in the Living room, she didn't recognize many of them so just kept walking until she entered the workout room.<br><br>Inside, Leda found herself alone. She was fine with being on her own, she even enjoyed it, but she also wanted to get to know her so far estranged housemates.<br><br>Dropping her small sweat towel, Leda removed her top layer of clothing. Now clad in only a a black sports bra and matching Lycra shorts, she started her routine of sit ups, press ups, squats and many various sweaty exercises.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>11-04-2013, 01:53:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div> <br>"Hugh!"<br><br>With a jolt, Marcos nearly fell off the couch in the Commons. Managing to steady himself, Marcos began to examine his surroundings. Sitting up, he managed to get a better look at what he was laying on. Looking towards his right, he had his hand on the sofa. Using the same hand and another hand, Marcos turned his face down towards his lap and brought both of his hands to his face.<br><br>"Ugh. What happened? I can't remember anything from last night."<br><br>Marcos whispered. He didn't exactly feel hung-over, but he could literally feel the fact that he slept on a couch through out the evening. Standing up, Marcos stretched for a bit as he yawned. Examining his surroundings, Marcos&nbsp; began to think what to do for the morning. Not exactly feeling all there, he decided to find a way to get his blood pumping to make him wide awake. It was either shower or work out. <br><br>"Actually, I could kill two birds with one stone if I work out first."<br><br>Marcos said to himself. So shuffling himself towards the workout room, Marcos was greeted with another person in the room. Examining closely, he was impressed by her sweating figure. Her sports bra and lycra shorts did nothing to hide her figure unlike his now dry sweat pants, t-shirt, and red hoodie.<br><br>"Hello there. I don't believe we met." Marcos said with a smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>11-04-2013, 02:10:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrr9VNQ9ToQ/TuXFimhY6JI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bVn8yIRCl5s/s1600/000ae986_medium.jpeg)</div><strong>Leda Holland<br>Workout Room</strong><br><br>Leda finished her last rep of her 5th set of sit-ups and turned her sweaty, reddened face to make visual contact with yet another Latin stud. <br><br><strong>"Wow... I mean, hi."</strong> Leda stumbled, trying not to seemed flustered by the entrance of the man. She felt pretty unattractive as she rose to her feet, sweating, smelling and panting for breath as she went to shake the guy's hand before realizing he probably doesn't want her sweat on his skin... or at least not like this.<br><br><strong>"I'm Leda, I guess your another one of my housemates, right? Or are you really, really lost?"</strong><br><br>Leda pulled her Latex coverings back into the right places after they had been crumpled up and shifted around during her work out. She then used her forearm to wipe some sweat from her pink has before standing with one hand on her hip and the other leaning against the wall, leaving enough room for the guy to enter the room if he so wished.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>11-04-2013, 02:46:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div> <br><br>Entering the room, Marcos removed his read jacket to reveal his black t-shirt. Standing at least a few feet away from Leda, he threw his jacket to the wall as to not have it in the way.<br><br>"I'm another housemate. I don't think I could get lost with good looking women like you around to guide me."<br><br>Marcos winked at lightly before stretching his triceps lightly. He began to go through a routing of stretching out muscle after muscle such as from tricep to bicep to hamstrings and so on.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hercinia</strong> on <strong>11-04-2013, 03:00:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wrr9VNQ9ToQ/TuXFimhY6JI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bVn8yIRCl5s/s1600/000ae986_medium.jpeg)</div><strong>Leda Holland<br>Workout Room</strong><br><br>When the guy removed his jacket, all that Leda could think was <em>keep going</em>, hoping he'd end up at least shirtless. <br><br>Next came the real treat however, she was given front row tickets to the warm up act. Leda stood against the wall, her panting switch from gain air, to nervous girl in front of a hot guy mode. Leda just stood watching as the muscular Latino warm his body up for his routine, she couldn't help but feel like one of the pervy nerds that would only show up at the gym back home to watch her as she worked out in tight clothing.<br><br>Leda didn't know what to say, she was still to sore to have sex with him so soon, but she wanted to let him know that those cards were on the table. She decided body language and possibly some light-hearted teasing would be enough for now.<br><br>If only she knew some of those revealing, slightly erotica yoga posses. She would have to ask Xavier to show him some next time they were both bored with nothing to do, but for now, Leda would just get on the treadmill and hope to keep the interest of the male through her bouncing rump.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>11-04-2013, 03:22:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div> <br><br>Bouncing rump trick. One Marcos knew well. However, he didn't know if it was a sign of interest or playfulness from the sweating beauty. So, as a response to what he hoped to be interest, Marcos took off his shirt to reveal his well toned and pulsing muscles. His stretches were finished, so it was time to work on a warm up. Getting onto his knees with his back facing a wall, Marcos laid down and propped his feet up on the wall with his hands holding him in a hand stand. <br><br>Slowly, Marcos lowered his body only to push it back up in a push up with his feet holding most of his body up. Looking up, Marcos glanced towards Lia to see if she was watching. A smirk placed on his face as he did so. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Top Cat</strong> on <strong>11-04-2013, 05:13:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.redbalcony.com/media/galleries/1412/Elisha_Cuthbert_10s.jpg)</div><br><em>Jayne McArthur - Aka: Ferra Moan</em><br><strong>Location: exiting the house</strong><br><hr>Sirens could be heard approaching the house, growing louder until they turned onto the house's cul-de-sac, at which point the ambulance driver cut the sirens. Blue lights flashed through the shaded front windows of the house. Paramedics rushed in with a stretcher, knowing exactly where to go thanks to the precise directions they had been given. A few minutes later, they emerged with Jayne on the stretcher, a breathing tube in her mouth, and rolled her out of the house. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mystic Mika</strong> on <strong>11-04-2013, 22:25:02</strong>
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				Alexa<br>Commons<br><br>Alexa had slept on through the evening, crashed out in the middle of the commons. She had exhausted herself in the shower, working out all of her frustrations. She went about her usual morning routines, but as she returned to the common area she saw the paramedics wheeling Jayne from out of the house. She quickly ran out to the front yard calling after the paramedics, wondering what the hell was going on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>12-04-2013, 05:13:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraJammies.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore<br>Workout Room</span></strong><br><br>Sandra wasn't really surprised to find others taking advantage of the workout room. Fitness types were, after all, the most likely to be early to rise types, and while she wasn't in the habit of sleeping in, she wasn't really much of an early riser, either.<br><br><strong>"Morning, guys,"</strong> she said with a wave. <strong>"A shame about Jayne, isn't it? I hope she's ok."</strong><br><br>She shook her head as she laid out her towel in a conveniently open spot and started her stretches, mentally reminding herself that she should really get herself a proper mat as she got started on her morning yoga routine.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Desirous</strong> on <strong>12-04-2013, 05:24:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/Sid_1.GIF)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Sidharth Rao (Sid)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Workout Room<br><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Sandra, Hercinia, MasterOfMyFate<br><br>The moment Sid entered the workout room, a smile curled upon the corners of his lips finding Sandra stretching in front of his eyes with her delightful derriere pressing back onto the fabric of her shorts. There was another girl there cladded in her black workout attire which felt like second skin and another male houemate he hadn't met before. <br><br>Slowly walked up behind Sandra slipping his hands around her waist as he leaned in pressing his lips along the slender of her neck planting soft wet kisses, "Hey there Gorgeous!", he whispered before one of his hands playfully toyed with her covered breast cupping it through her top, "Mmm had fun last night?", he whispered before capturing her earlobe between his lips teasingly sucking upon the flesh. </div> 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stella Maris</strong> on <strong>14-04-2013, 08:55:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://i1324.photobucket.com/albums/u605/Sella_La_Mer/Sandra%20Shore/SandraJammies.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sandra Shore<br>Workout Room<br>With Sid</span></strong><br><br>Sandra wasn't immediately certain of whose hands were slipping around her waist, though she had a good idea. That idea slipped into certainty as their owner whispered into her ear. <br><br>She tried to hold her pose, but he always made it so difficult. The nipple under his hand started to stiffen and she shivered a bit as he suckled at her ear. "Sid... I'm trying to do my yoga," she chided, making no effort to actually stop him from interrupting her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Porn Scholarship (Commons)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Desirous</strong> on <strong>14-04-2013, 09:08:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/Sid_1.GIF)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Sidharth Rao (Sid)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Workout Room<br><br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Sandra, Hercinia, MasterOfMyFate<br><br>He loved her aroma and took a deep breath letting his nostrils filled with her scent. Felt her nipples harden though her shirt continuing to slowly tease her while he sucked slowly upon her lobe with his tongue teasingly lick her flesh. <br><br>Her words filled his ears causing the smile on his face to broaden as he brought in his free hand flirting with the band of her shorts before slipping his hand inside down the front. He knew that there wont be any panties underneath and as his fingers brushed along her outer folds, "Mmmm how`s that for a pose?", he whispered lowly with his hands stroking her form aware of the audience before them with another Latin fellow and the blonde beauty running on the treadmill. </div> </div>
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