Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle & Remiel)
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				Title: <strong>Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>12-05-2012, 14:40:09</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/7/75/Stockholm_University_logo.svg/200px-Stockholm_University_logo.svg.png)</div>Dear Colleagues,<br><br>It is with great pleasure that I congratulate you on being selected as a primary on Stockholm University Experiment 2437B. All the interviews, evaluations, screenings, and performance tests are complete, and you have been deemed a perfect subject with which to join this experiment. You are one of only four people that have qualified, and are thus eligible for full compensation from the University for your participation in the experiment. <br><br>As you know from previous correspondence, Experiment 2437B is an experiment in polyamory and long term sexual cohabitation. By participating in the experiment, you are expanding an as yet still growing field of exploration science. The results of the experiment will have numerous real-world applications from long term sustainable space travel and extraplanetary colonization to megadisaster survival planning. <br><br>The allotted timeframe for the experiment is two years. It sounds like a long time, but you will remain in full communication with your family at any time you wish. You will be housed in a modern living space designed for your comfort, relaxation, and productivity. All necessities will be provided to you at no cost, and reasonable extras will be provided at your request, also with no cost to you. You will also be provided anything you require to live a productive, engaging life. That is, your hobbies and professional interests will be satisfied to the maximum extent possible. Any medical attention you request will be readily available. In compensation for this isolation and participation in the experiment, you will be paid USD$2,000,000.<br><br>The experiment will take place on a small volcanic island in the South Pacific in the Bismarck Archipelago. The isolated space is ample and surrounded by jungle on three sides, and ocean on the fourth. The main house is on the beachfront. It contains individual bedrooms, each with an attached bathroom, that are all of equal size and amenities, but unique in layout, view, and decor. There are numerous common rooms that are inviting, relaxing, and multifunctional. There are numerous unattached support buildings as well. The setting is designed to provide a motivational yet relaxing space for the four of you to live and enjoy each other’s company, while maintaining individual privacy and productivity. In short, this experiment has been designed with your happiness and fulfillment as its goal. <br><br>You will be flown into Port Moresby to meet with your fellow guests, and you will then be transferred by helicopter into the Archipelago. After one week you will have a full medical and psychological evaluation repeating every six months for a total of five evaluations. If at any point you do not pass the evaluation you will be removed from the island and replaced by another. In this event you will be compensated USD$200,000. You will be expected to maintain a video diary, conducting a minimum of two entries daily at the times of your choice. <br><br>In final preparations in decorating the house and surroundings in which you will live for the next two years, a final questionnaire has been enclosed for your completion. Unlike previous information gathering and analysis, this questionnaire is more superficial, and designed to increase the harmony among the residents in the house.<br><br>Finally, take away from this final correspondence before your arrival at your new home with the ideas behind the experiment: that people can live and function better in a polyamorous environment than in monogamous pairings. Look forward to and enjoy your time in the beautiful tropical islands of the South Pacific with your companions, knowing you have all been selected based on your personality traits, lifelong desires, and core ethical values.&nbsp; <br><br>Kind Regards,<br>Professor Doktor Sven Skaarsgaard, Technical Lead, Experiment 2437B
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>12-05-2012, 15:47:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d4/Mikehollis.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/7/75/Stockholm_University_logo.svg/200px-Stockholm_University_logo.svg.png)</div><br><br>The following questionnaire responses will be the only information shared about you with the other participants in Experiment 2437B. Please include a photo attached to the space provided. <br><br>1.&nbsp; <strong>Please list your name, along with any aliases or nicknames:</strong><br>Mikkel Haagan Hollis; Mike <br>2.&nbsp; <strong>Your age and place of birth:</strong> <br>40, Copenhagen, Denmark<br>3.&nbsp; <strong>Highest level of education achieved:</strong><br>Gymnasium [secondary education equivalency]&nbsp; <br>4.&nbsp; <strong>Why are you applying for Experiment 2437B?</strong><br>The monetary compensation along with a passion for self-exploration and the potential impact of the experiment on human exploration&nbsp; <br>5.&nbsp; <strong>What do you hope to gain from your participation in Experiment 2437B?</strong><br>Life-long companions, and a new prospective on life itself&nbsp; <br>6.&nbsp; <strong>What is your opinion of polyamory?</strong><br>No experience, but open-minded&nbsp; <br>7.&nbsp; <strong>Please describe your sexual history:</strong>&nbsp; <br>I have had sex with 18 women, 0 men<br>8.&nbsp; <strong>Please describe your sexual preferences:</strong>&nbsp; <br>Heterosexual and open-minded<br>9.&nbsp; <strong>What are your hobbies and interests:</strong><br>Boating, fishing, hiking, swimming, working out, running, camping, horseback riding, volleyball, football, billiards, cooking, dating, reading, astronomy, philosophy<br>10. <strong>Is there anything that you would like provided for your comfort and enjoyment?</strong>&nbsp; <br>boat, weight room, pool table, sauna, swimming pool, grille <br>11. <strong>Additional information you would like fellow participants to know about you:</strong><br>I look forward to meeting my fellow colleagues and learning about them, and living with them for the next two years in the experiment. I hope I will not seem like an old man to them. I want to learn about polyamory and what its impact might be on future generations.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>12-05-2012, 16:27:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0fKkCIlHm7g/TpwcBXRg__I/AAAAAAAAB18/rBcR8wX_L6U/s1600/Ashley-Greene-Hot-Wallpapers-2.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/7/75/Stockholm_University_logo.svg/200px-Stockholm_University_logo.svg.png)</div><br><br>The following questionnaire responses will be the only information shared about you with the other participants in Experiment 2437B. Please include a photo attached to the space provided. <br><br>1.&nbsp; <strong>Please list your name, along with any aliases or nicknames:</strong> Katherine Marie Johnson.&nbsp; I go by Katy.<br><br>2.&nbsp; <strong>Your age and place of birth:</strong>&nbsp; I'm 30.&nbsp; I was born in rural Montana in 1983.<br>&nbsp;<br>3.&nbsp; <strong>Highest level of education achieved:</strong>&nbsp; I went to college for two years before deciding it wasn't for me.&nbsp; It was too... constrained for me.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; <br>4.&nbsp; <strong>Why are you applying for Experiment 2437B?</strong>&nbsp; Wow, where do I start?&nbsp; I actually grew up in a commune.&nbsp; I know, it's unusual.&nbsp; My parents are hippies and believe in free love.&nbsp; I ran from that for a long time, but I'm ready to embrace it now.<br>&nbsp; <br>5.&nbsp; <strong>What do you hope to gain from your participation in Experiment 2437B?</strong>&nbsp; I know that the lifestyle can work, and I'm excited to have been chosen to help prove it.&nbsp; And honestly, the money doesn't hurt.&nbsp; I'm either going to gain a family or a bunch of cash.&nbsp; Either way, it's a win, right?<br>&nbsp; <br>6.&nbsp; <strong>What is your opinion of polyamory?</strong>&nbsp; Well, like I said, I grew up with it.&nbsp; My parents were part of a free love community.&nbsp; I thought it was a bunch of crap and went against the very grain of society, and as soon as I got to college, I eschewed it.&nbsp; I was married for a couple of years and very strongly believed in the one man/one woman thing, and then I cheated on him.&nbsp; The divorce was a disaster.&nbsp; <em>I</em> was a disaster for a little while, and then I started realizing that in the end, it should never have come to that.&nbsp; I'm a free spirit, and just because it isn't an accepted part of society doesn't mean it's wrong.&nbsp; It just means society needs to adapt.<br>&nbsp; <br>7.&nbsp; <strong>Please describe your sexual history:</strong>&nbsp; Well, I told you guys already about Sam.&nbsp; Before him, I had two lovers.&nbsp; And while I was married to him, I was with one other man.&nbsp; Since my divorce four years ago, I've dated some but nothing's ever gone very far.&nbsp; It seems like all the men I meet want exclusive relationships, so yeah, it doesn't work out.&nbsp; I'm not doing that again.&nbsp; In all, I've had six lovers.<br><br>8.&nbsp; <strong>Please describe your sexual preferences:</strong>&nbsp; Well, I'm pretty open-minded.&nbsp; I don't think there's much wrong with sex in general as long as it's between consenting adults.&nbsp; I love men, obviously.&nbsp; I think women are beautiful.&nbsp; I've kissed a couple, back in college, and would take that a lot further if the right person came along.&nbsp; I'm also pretty open to exploring... well, anything.&nbsp; <br><br>9.&nbsp; <strong>What are your hobbies and interests:</strong>&nbsp; I like art.&nbsp; Books, that sort of thing.&nbsp; I keep in shape by going to the gym, but that won't really be a possibility on an island, unless you guys are throwing a personal gym in at the house.&nbsp; I love board games, too.<br><br>10. <strong>Is there anything that you would like provided for your comfort and enjoyment?</strong>&nbsp; I'd love a library with books, or maybe a Kindle to read on.&nbsp; Paints and other art supplies are almost a must - I'd go crazy if I couldn't paint.&nbsp; I'm pretty easy to please, though, and not real demanding.&nbsp; Some games and movies to pass the time with the others would be great.<br><br>11. <strong>Additional information you would like fellow participants to know about you:</strong>&nbsp; I'm so excited about meeting you all.&nbsp; This isn't an experiment for me, it's about proving that this is a sustainable lifestyle.&nbsp; But it's more.&nbsp; I've been seeking family for the last four years, and I'm hoping that with you, I've found it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>13-05-2012, 00:09:26</strong>
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				<div align="center"> (http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt357/Niferbelle/candiceswanepoel2.jpg)</div><br>1.<strong> Please list your name, along with any aliases or nicknames:</strong> Annabeth Sorensen, everybody just calls me Beth...or Bunny.<br><br>2. <strong>Your age and place of birth:</strong> 26, born and raised in London, UK<br><br>3. <strong>Highest level of education achieved:</strong> I've just gone back to university part time.<br><br>4. <strong>Why are you applying for Experiment 2437B?</strong> Well, I applied first for the money, really,&nbsp; to be honest. I want to go back to school full time but I still have to work to pay the bills so. But the more I think about it, the more I'm just looking forward to the experience, yeah? And maybe people can learn from us, I like thinking about that.<br><br>5. <strong>What do you hope to gain from your participation in Experiment 2437B?</strong> That's hard to say. I guess because I married young to a guy who turned out to be not very nice and a little too controlling,&nbsp; I let my life get pretty small.&nbsp; So I want to open it up again. And let's face, with a marriage as bad as mine was, I kind of wonder if traditional marriage would really ever work for me and I want to see what the alternatives could be.<br><br>6. <strong>What is your opinion of polyamory?</strong> Well, why not, consenting adults and all things&nbsp; being equal? I'll admit though, it always seemed like one of those things that sounded good in theory but I always wondered how it might work out in practice. I mean, aren't most people jealous with their lovers by nature? I'm anxious to see if it can go another way.<br><br>7. <strong>Please describe your sexual history:</strong> Not to sound like a total prat but I was always kind of pretty, even in school, and I started out kind of a party girl. I started pretty early too. There were always boys but honestly, it was mostly drunken groping and never much good until Andre, my ex husband. I was still in school when I met him and the sex was amazing for awhile, so good I stupidly said yes when he proposed to me when I was eighteen and we eloped. After that things went downhill. I was faithful he was anything but, fortunately I'm older and wiser and well rid of him now.<br><br>8. <strong>Please describe your sexual preferences:</strong> It's always mainly been men for me. But Andre talked me into a couple of threesomes and I have to say, I enjoyed it as much as he did. I'm open minded, let's say. I think I'll bond emotionally to the men first though, that's the way it's always&nbsp; been. <br><br>9. <strong>What are your hobbies and interests:</strong> I love the beach and swimming, so that's a good start. I love my houseplants too and a garden. I also love to dance.&nbsp; Not like, you know, professionally but I could dance for hours.<br><br>10. <strong>Is there anything that you would like provided for your comfort and enjoyment?</strong> I'd love to have a good gardening plot and all the things I'll need to get one going. I'd also like to keep taking classes on line while I'm there. Otherwise, just the usual things, you know, that you would have around the house.<br><br>11. <strong>Additional information you would like fellow participants to know about you:</strong> Sometimes, I dunno, I can seem like kind of an airhead. And I'll probably seem pretty young but I'm really not dumb. The thing is, I don't make a lot of demands of people...I don't have a lot of expectations about what will make me happy. I just want to be valued.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>13-05-2012, 05:57:58</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b3/Sean_patrick_flanery2.jpg)</div><br><strong>1.&nbsp; Please list your name, along with any aliases or nicknames:</strong> Sean Seamus Kelly<br><br><strong>2.&nbsp; Your age and place of birth:</strong> 35. Born in Limerick, Ireland, but moved to the U.S. when I was 10.<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>3.&nbsp; Highest level of education achieved:</strong> Bachelor's in Mechanical Engineering.<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>4.&nbsp; Why are you applying for Experiment 2437B?</strong>&nbsp; Two million dollars, and a two-year-long vacation in a tropical paradise? Are you kidding?<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>5.&nbsp; What do you hope to gain from your participation in Experiment 2437B?</strong> Seriously, though, I've done some research on polyamory and non-traditional sexual structures, and believe that the current relationship model, while stable, does not represent the apex social paradigm.&nbsp; I am eager to help further the bounds of knowledge in this area.<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>6.&nbsp; What is your opinion of polyamory?</strong> I've been in a couple of love triangles.&nbsp; One was amiable and successful, the other was not.&nbsp; Perhaps a love "square" might be an improvement?<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>7.&nbsp; Please describe your sexual history: </strong>&nbsp; Mostly hetero, but I've dabbled with homosexual encounters.&nbsp; I believe the concept of beauty and aesthetic attraction is not limited to one particular gender.<br><br><strong>8.&nbsp; Please describe your sexual preferences: </strong> See above.&nbsp; I'm a 1 or a 2 on the Kinsey Scale (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kinsey_scale).<br><br><strong>9.&nbsp; What are your hobbies and interests:</strong> Music.&nbsp; I play the piano, the guitar, and the violin.&nbsp; I also enjoy long walks on the beach and sunset serenades.&nbsp; Are you asking me out?&nbsp; Kidding.&nbsp; I also enjoy reading and painting.<br><br><strong>10. Is there anything that you would like provided for your comfort and enjoyment? </strong>&nbsp; As long as I have a window facing the sunset, I'm good.&nbsp; I'm dead serious about this.&nbsp; Oh, a hot tub and a well-stocked bar would be nice, too.<br><br><strong>11. Additional information you would like fellow participants to know about you:</strong> I've been in several relationships, on and off, but nothing lasting, alas.&nbsp; Some have ended well, some have not.&nbsp; I have ex-girlfriends whom I can count among my best mates for life, and others I would never like to see again.&nbsp; I try to get along with everyone, make friends wherever I can, and leave the world a little bit better than I found it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>13-05-2012, 13:33:49</strong>
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				<strong>Mike Hollis arrives at Lou Island with the other three colleagues via helicopter, explores the house on his own, and records his first video diary.</strong><br><br>Each bedroom in the house had a different layout, but was the same size and had the same furnishings. They were assigned, not chosen, and Mike’s was on the third, top floor, although there was active roof space as well. Within each bedroom there was a private alcove where their video diaries could be recorded. Mike’s first one went thusly:<br><br>“Hello…this is my first diary entry,” he said as looked down at a pad where he had scratched some rough notes. “So I met my colleagues for the first time at an introduction party at the hotel in Port Moresby. The four of us had been given the responses to the others’ questionnaires, but it didn’t really give the whole picture of the person, ja?” He laughed at himself a little. “So the girls are really pretty, and I am an old man. I’m the oldest person here, 10 years older than Katy and 14 years older than Beth. I’m even five years older than the other guy Sean, so will see how that works out. Obviously I have no complaints about that.<br><br>“But Katy and Beth are both very beautiful. Katy is an artist and Beth is a student. That’s another thing. Not only am I the oldest here, but I’m also the least educated. I only went to Gymnasium, and then I became a sailor like my father and brothers, and none of us went beyond Gymnasium. We had a lot of practical on the job training like that, but I’m not going to be able to talk Shakespeare or Rembrandt to any of these people. Sean is an Engineer and seemed very smart when I met him, so I am a little intimidated by all that as well.<br><br>“So we came be helicopter, and it’s a little odd that the landing area is so close to the house, but there’s enough jungle in between that you can’t see it from anywhere in the house and a concrete subway in between. Apparently that’s how we get our food and supplies and anything we need. I have never ridden in a helicopter before so it was pretty exciting for me, but I was glad when it touched down here. When we touched down we were brought into the house, given a two minute orientation on emergencies, and then told to explore on our own. <br><br>“The house is incredible. It’s humungous! In my room there is a very large bed, large enough for three or four people. There is a large shower. There is an office with a computer that I don’t think I’ll be using very much. But my favorite part is the windows. There are giant windows along the entirety of one wall, and it arches out, so the view is about 240 degrees. It reminds me a lot of the Bridge on a ship, but curved and prettier. I’m wondering if that is why I was assigned this room. The view is of the beach, dock, and then the jungle and mountain to the right. It is the most beautiful view I’ve had from a room in my entire life. The windows continue into the bathroom, so I even have the same view from the shower. I can see the deck around the main level of the house, too, and all of the beach. The only thing about it is there’s nothing on the walls, so I think I’m going to ask Katy if she will draw or paint something for me that I can hang up in here to make it feel more like home.<br><br>“Before I found my room, I found a sun room and a weight room. Down another hall there was a library room that looked amazing. And there was a room with a billiard table, the only room I’ve seen that doesn’t have windows. There is a large living room on the main level, with a huge wood deck around the outside of the house with stairs that lead down to the beach. The kitchen is entirely glass other than the appliances and counters. There are no upper cabinets, only under the counters. The view is absolutely amazing. There’s a little elevator that brings up supplies from the basement. I haven’t been down there, but we were told that’s where our waste goes, there’s a water recycler and desalinizer, so this house has no net environmental impact on its surroundings. I find that very interesting. <br><br>“So that’s about it for now. I’m going to keep exploring the house, and I’m going to offer to cook dinner for the others because I enjoy it a lot and I want them to feel welcome. I’ll be back later tonight to tell you how the first day went. Bye Bye.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>13-05-2012, 17:06:54</strong>
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				<strong>Katy Johnson, in the video diary alcove in her new room.</strong><br><br><div class="floatright">(http://segretosecrets.squarespace.com/storage/indianbayou11w_designer.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1334000198270)</div>Katy fumbled with the laptop, pressing the button that started the recording.&nbsp; A red light on the screen turned green, and her own face filled the screen.&nbsp; "Hi," she said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.&nbsp; "Wow.&nbsp; This whole thing has been kind of a whirlwind.&nbsp; I just got your letter six weeks ago accepting me into this program, and here I am.&nbsp; It seems kind of surreal, you know?"<br><br>Her mouth twisted in her quirky way as she bit the inside of her lip, unsure how to continue.&nbsp; "I can't believe we're all here.&nbsp; The party last night was kind of awkward.&nbsp; I mean, here we are living together, and we just met.&nbsp; I know I was a little more reserved than normal.&nbsp; It's kind of crazy.&nbsp; I feel like I've spent so much time over the last few weeks staring at those pictures of Beth and Mike and Sean that I could tell you everything about how they look.&nbsp; And I've memorized every word they wrote in those questionnaires.&nbsp; And then, all of a sudden, they're all right there.&nbsp; With me in a hotel's hospitality room, and I realize I don't really know them at all.<br><br>"But I'm kind of rambling, I know.&nbsp; You probably want me to say what I think of them.&nbsp; So far, I like them.&nbsp; Beth seems really laid back.&nbsp; I think I'm going to get along great with her, which is good.&nbsp; You know, because if the women don't get along, it can drag the whole thing down.&nbsp; My mom always told me that men are the backbone in a family, but women are the heart.&nbsp; &nbsp;And Mike and Sean.&nbsp; They're both really good-looking, but I already knew that just from their pictures.&nbsp; They both seem like nice guys, and I'm really looking forward to getting to know them.&nbsp; Mike seems real outdoorsy.&nbsp; I was thinking of asking him if maybe he wants to go running sometimes on the beach.&nbsp; It would be a neat way to start the day.&nbsp; And I know that Sean likes to paint.&nbsp; I'm excited to see his art, if he'll share it with me.<br><br>"Anyway," she continued, her words coming fast, "I saw that there is a gym.&nbsp; Thank you for that.&nbsp; And I love the easel in this room.&nbsp; It's way better quality than the one I have back home.&nbsp; The morning light through the windows is going to be perfect, too.&nbsp; This room is everything I could have ever wanted.&nbsp; You guys did great.&nbsp; It seems like you know me pretty well, and you thought of everything.&nbsp; I'm going to hop in the shower real fast, get cleaned up some before we all see each other again.&nbsp; We haven't talked yet about how we're going to do stuff like the cooking, but I can help with that stuff, of course.&nbsp; Bye!"<br><br>Grateful to have the first video interview over, Katy clicked on the tab that shut down the diary program and closed the laptop.&nbsp; It seemed like the adventure was underway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>13-05-2012, 23:16:01</strong>
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				<strong>Sean Kelly, video diary number one.</strong><br><br>The first image that could be seen as the recording started was Sean's face, filling the screen.&nbsp; He pulled back until the frame at last caught the profile shot, showing his upper torso, arms, as well as much of the room behind him.&nbsp; He took a deep breath, and then began, an intense expression on his face.<br><br>"Captain's log. Stardate Five-Three-Seven Point Oh.&nbsp; I have landed on the alien planet.&nbsp; The Tribbles! Tribbles are everywhere!"<br><br>One corner of his mouth curled up in a lazy grin, and he dropped the act.&nbsp; "Okay, the thing about me is that I'm a clown.&nbsp; Can't help it.&nbsp; You have to have a sense of humour.&nbsp; Either these people are going to like it, or it's going to make them want to kill me in my sleep.&nbsp; Two years is a very long time to spend with someone who drives you up the wall."<br><br>He laughed, nervously, and glanced off-camera for a bit.&nbsp; Then he looked back at the camera.&nbsp; "Okay. First impressions.&nbsp; The house--it's <em>amazing</em>.&nbsp; The first thing I did when I got here was go around exploring it.&nbsp; There are several floors, an attic, a cellar.&nbsp; I still don't think I've been in every room yet.&nbsp; You guys certainly went all out.&nbsp; There's a gym on the ground floor, the biggest kitchen I've ever seen in my life--and this bedroom.&nbsp; It's <em>huge</em>.&nbsp; I don't know what I'm going to do with all the space here."&nbsp; He leaned back, glancing around himself.&nbsp; "I got my window, though.&nbsp; Look."&nbsp; <br><br>Abruptly the camera shook, jostling as though being picked up, and the next thing that could be seen was the window, which indeed faced westward.&nbsp; The sun was still high in the sky, but a good expanse of ocean could be seen, along with several jutting islets and promontories.&nbsp; Overhead, cumulus clouds wafted lazily; it was an idyllic setting for anyone. <br><br>The camera jostled again, and was put down.&nbsp; "You guys came through.&nbsp; I've got my instruments here, even my piano."&nbsp; Sean's face disappeared, and after a few seconds the sounds of Bach's Concerto number 1 in D Minor could be heard for a few bars.&nbsp; The music stopped, and Sean returned.&nbsp; "I'm thinking of setting up my easel right by the window.&nbsp; I'll have to see how the lighting is, though.&nbsp; Perhaps I'll move it downstairs."<br><br>"Anyway, this is my first video log.&nbsp; I'm sure I'll get the hang of this as time goes on.&nbsp; I'm really grateful to be part of this project.&nbsp; This experience is amazing.&nbsp; Sean signing out."<br><br>The video flickered a bit here, as if it had been turned off and then immediately turned back on.&nbsp; Sean's face reappeared, at a different point on the screen.<br><br>"I almost forgot.&nbsp; My impressions on the other volunteers."&nbsp; He licked his lips and appeared thoughtful.&nbsp; "I was a bit surprised to see that all four of us are white.&nbsp; &nbsp;The women are absolutely <em>gorgeous</em>, though. Obviously, I look forward to getting to know them both.&nbsp; Katy: well, it's no secret that I've always been into brunettes.&nbsp; We didn't have much of a chance to talk, yet, but it seems we're both into painting.&nbsp; Looking forward to see how that plays out.<br><br>"Beth: she's a Brit.&nbsp; I know I'm supposed to hate Brits, but she's very cute.&nbsp; Struck me as a bit on the ditzy side, but I've a feeling she's deeper than she lets on.&nbsp; Looks like she could be a lot of fun to get drunk with."<br><br>"Mike.&nbsp; He's from Denmark.&nbsp; Should make things interesting.&nbsp; For 40-year-old, he's incredibly well built.&nbsp; Very athletic.&nbsp; He was probably a bodybuilder or a wrestler when he was younger.&nbsp; Knows a lot about sailing, too. Looking forward to learning a lot from him.&nbsp; &nbsp; He's offered to cook dinner for us tonight, which is great because I can't cook at all.&nbsp; Seriously, I can burn toast.&nbsp; &nbsp;Perhaps he can teach me cooking, as well."<br><br>Sean paused, looking thoughtful.&nbsp; "I'm not sure what his opinions are on polyamory, or if he's ever messed around with other guys before.&nbsp; He's from Europe, though, and they're generally more open-minded about those kinds of things there.&nbsp; Which is good.&nbsp; The last thing I want is to find myself in some sort of alpha-male pissing contest with him."<br><br>He blinked, and then grinned.&nbsp; "This is confidential, right? Only you guys are going to see this?&nbsp; This is Sean, signing out. For real this time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>14-05-2012, 00:52:42</strong>
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				<strong>Beth Sorensen, Video Diary 1</strong><br><br>"So, hi, it's Beth, yeah?" The pretty blond's face fills the screen until she seems to realize her error and sits back a bit, getting things into a better perspective. She hesitates before speaking again, a hint of nervousness visible in her cornflower blue eyes and the way she seems to fidget in her chair. "OK, so we just got here. We had a little meet up, of course, before we flew out to the island. That went ok...I mean, you know, everybody standing around with a smile plastered on their faces, trying to pretend like it wasn't kind of awkward and that we all weren't wondering what we were about to get ourselves into. But Katy and Mikkel and Sean...they were all great. Better even than their questionnaires which I liked very much all five hundred times I read them. They're all older than me...well, Katy just a little bit but the guys...not that it's a problem for me, I've always been attracted to older guys. Andre was almost ten years older than me and I started dating him when I was just seventeen."<br><br>She wrinkles her nose and makes a face, somehow adorable on her, then reaches for something outside of camera range that turns out to be a bottle of rum from which she takes a swig straight from the bottle before she sets it down again. "Resolution: I'm not mentioning his name again here. He's just a ghost now and this diary is about me. About <em>us</em>. Which leads me to the main thing I'm feeling..."<br><br>She reaches up and grabs two handfuls of her golden hair, her eyes going wide.&nbsp; "What in the bloody hell am I doing here?! It just hit me, walking up to the house, this is really happening! Holy shite. I'm over my bleedin' head, I am. What are these people going to see in me? A pair of tits and a nice set of legs will only get you so far and we're going to be here for <em>two years</em>. Two years!&nbsp; I'm freaking out.&nbsp; What if the other three all like each other and I'm like Thick Mary sitting off by myself in the corner? Wouldn't that be the <em>worst</em>? I...oh man, I need a minute."<br><br>The recording stops abruptly and just as abruptly starts again, Beth standing now but bending over to speak into the camera, the bottle in her hand sometimes visible. "I'm back, sorry about that before, I'm better now. Anyway, let me talk about...lessee...oh, the room. The room is brilliant! I love it. And I have a beautiful view of the jungle out my window. I don't mind not having a beach view, I'd rather see the plants and the wildlife. And look!" She moves aside and the small camera adjusts to focus on large windows and a pair of French doors. "My garden, just like I wanted, right off my bedroom. I have, like, a little courtyard of my own and the plot is really good sized and all tilled up and ready to go. It's funny, most people would just look at it and see dirt but what I see is the possibility. Right, so maybe then I can talk a little bit about the group. Katy is...well, first of all she's a knock out...but she seems really cool too, like, I see no sign of Queen Bee syndrome in her which is a relief. "<br><br>Her face comes back into frame and is blurry until the camera once again readjusts. "Then there's Mikkel. He's so...so...<em>male</em>. But he says he's making us dinner. Can you imagine, a guy like that making <em>me</em> dinner. And Sean is nice, makes you feel very comfortable, and he's funny. And I think the kind of funny that can get a little bit sexy too. So all in all, a very promising group. I still just need to figure out where one Annabeth Louise Sorensen is going to fit in. But I'm going to go now, to get ready for dinner and try to do something about my rum breath. Don't want to show up for supper like a total sot."<br><br>She smiles and gives her fingers a little wiggle as a farewell before the camera is once again turned off.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>14-05-2012, 01:44:14</strong>
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				<strong>Day 1. Mike makes dinner for the group.</strong><br><br>Mike eventually explored the roof of the house and knew he would be spending a lot of time up here. Along the whole side facing the ocean was a rectangular endless pool. Being an endless pool it could also double as an outdoor Jacuzzi. There was also dining space for four on an intimate stainless steel table and cushioned outdoor chairs. A propane gas grill sat in the corner, and there was a small storage area for cooking supplies or food or drinks or…whatever. The whole roof was tiled in grey flagstones. Finally, there was a telescope sitting in the final corner. But the best and most ingenious feature was that the deck itself had a retractable soft roof that could extend across the entirety of the deck, so it was still a usable space if it was raining, as long as it wasn’t too windy. Mike decided that he was going to make this his base of operations for the evening’s dinner.<br><br>He then went down to explore the kitchen, and said hello to the others when they saw them and was gregarious and chummy. If there was one thing he knew, it was how to deal with people in confined spaces for long periods. It was nothing as long as two years, but he had spent 223 contiguous days at sea with the same ten men the entire time one year of his life. He was also used to working in a kitchen, a position he often held on ships since no one ever really wanted to do it, and most merchant vessels don’t crew cooks. He searched all the cabinets and cold cases and found some things to work with, and decided the Swedes made good knives. <br><br>After everything was prepared he carted everything up to the roof on a giant bamboo cutting board. When everything was ready to go, he invited everyone up to the roof at their leisure. When they arrived the smells of tropical fruits and grilled fish greeted them, along with an immaculately organized dinner table that could only have been set by a Scandinavian. He had put candles in shot glasses, and a dozen of them floated in the endless pool as the sun began to set. Already finding himself at home, Mike himself was dressed in tropical shorts, a cooking apron, and nothing else. He apologized for not knowing everyone’s dietary habits and concerns, but explained that there were some vegetarian options. <br><br>What was served was grilled salmon with mango salsa served over a bed of spinach greens. There were also grilled pineapple rings with the mango salsa, and grilled grape leaves stuffed with rice and green olives that he hoped were Greek. To cool things down there was a cucumber and tomato salad which had been dashed with mozzarella. Papaya juice and white wine were served as the drinks.<br><br>Bon Appétit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>15-05-2012, 21:10:29</strong>
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				<strong>Katy, joining the others for dinner.</strong><br><br>Katy looked through the already-filled closet, wondering how the others would dress for dinner.&nbsp; It had been nice to find that her items, pre-shipped, had already been set up in her room.&nbsp; The university really had thought of every detail, it seemed. <br><br>If she threw on jeans and everyone else dressed more formally, it could be awkward.&nbsp; But then, she didn't want to be too formal, either.&nbsp; She thumbed through a rack with dresses and another with yoga pants and tank tops to work out in, amazed at the quantity of clothing that had been provided.&nbsp; It really seemed like no expense had been spared.&nbsp; <br><br>In the end, she decided that she was just going to be herself.&nbsp; She potentially had two years with Mike, Beth, and Sean; they were either going to like her as she was or they weren't, but putting on a pretty dress wasn't going to be the determining factor.&nbsp; So jeans and a shirt it was.&nbsp; Her hair got pulled back in a pony tail, and she put on a touch of lip gloss and made her way downstairs, her feet bare.<br><br>Downstairs, she found that while she was showering, Mike had been quite busy getting dinner prepared.&nbsp; "Oh, my goodness," she said, seeing the spread on the counter, "Mike, you went all out."&nbsp; He wore no shirt, and she couldn't help the smile that played on her lips.&nbsp; Clearly, she wasn't the only one who had decided she would just be herself.&nbsp; "You're a man after my own heart," she told him.&nbsp; "I don't eat red meat.&nbsp; Fish is as far into meat-eating as I go.&nbsp; I grew up in Montana... they love their beef there, but my parents love animals and I grew up vegan.&nbsp; I didn't stick with it though, as an adult.&nbsp; But red meat, I still can't do.&nbsp; This fish looks delicious."<br><br>She realized she was doing her thing, the incessant chatter when she was nervous or in an unfamiliar situation, and she stopped talking to give Mike a chance, if he even had anything to say.&nbsp; The impression she had of him from his questionnaire was that he was a man of few words, quite the opposite of her.&nbsp; And the evening before and the helicopter ride had all been a little stiff.&nbsp; She didn't have a good feel of who any of her housemates were, not yet.<br><br>Mike handled dinner on his own, getting everything on the roof and then inviting them all upstairs.&nbsp; She thought it was wonderful of him to take the reins, and she vowed to herself that she'd take her turn in the kitchen, too, even though it wasn't a particular liking of hers.&nbsp; She felt rather pampered, and she enjoyed it; it was a gift she wanted to give to her housemates, too, when it was her turn.<br><br>She went upstairs, noticing how perfect it was.&nbsp; The roof was the most incredible thing she had ever seen, the view breathtaking.&nbsp; "Oh, my," she said, gasping softly.&nbsp; "It's beautiful here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>16-05-2012, 01:00:51</strong>
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				When Sean showed up, it was in a black button-up shirt and grey jeans.&nbsp; The shirt was long-sleeved, although the sleeves were rolled up at each elbow, and the shirt itself was untucked, its hem hanging over his hips.&nbsp; On his left wrist he wore a thin leather wrist cuff (http://www.bound2impress.com/images/10508_s.jpg), perhaps indicative of his artistic temperament (despite the fact that he was, professionally, an engineer).&nbsp; &nbsp; When he saw that Mikkel was shirtless, he broke into a wide grin.&nbsp; "Now I feel like I'm overdressed," he said.&nbsp; However, perhaps as a show of solidarity with Mike, he immediately stripped off his shirt, tossing it over the back of one of the deck chairs that populated the roof.<br><br>Without the the shirt, two things became visible that weren't visible before.&nbsp; First, around his neck, he wore a necklace that was in fact what looked like a guitar pick on a chain.&nbsp; A small hole had been neatly drilled in the tapered part of the pick, and it was through this that the chain had been threaded, so it looked like a teal teardrop as it hung from his neck.<br><br>Secondly, his right shoulder was covered in an intricate tattoo that depicted a pack of wolves upon an arctic tundra, with the full moon overhead.&nbsp; One of the wolves, in the foreground, had its head thrown back and was clearly howling at the moon.&nbsp; It was apparent that the artist had spent some time on the tattoo; the details were elaborate, down to the clouds in the sky and the needles on the stunted pine trees.<br><br>He wasted no time complimenting Mike on his cooking, and peppered him with questions, e.g. how long he grilled the fish, what went into the salsa, what he used for the dressing on the salad.&nbsp; Even though Sean was a disaster in the kitchen, he nevertheless admired those who could cook, and tried to learn all he could about it.<br><br>After Beth appeared at the table, and the conversation reached a lull, he leaned forward, grinning as if imparting some juicy bit of gossip.&nbsp; "All right, icebreaker time," he said.&nbsp; "We'll go around the table, and each say three things about ourselves.&nbsp; Two of them have to be true, and one of them has to be a lie.&nbsp; You can say anything; it can be sexual, but it doesn't have to be.&nbsp; Then, the other people have to guess which one is the lie."<br><br>He leaned back in his chair, and rested his arm on the table.&nbsp; "One:&nbsp; I've had sex on the back of a horse.&nbsp; &nbsp;Two: I've played back-up guitar for Bon Jovi.&nbsp; Three: I've never been married."&nbsp; &nbsp;He grinned at each one of his companions in turn, daring them to point out which of his statements was untrue.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>16-05-2012, 03:00:22</strong>
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				Beth brushed her teeth twice and was on her third breath mint when she emerged out onto the roof. She'd dressed up a little and instantly regretted it, feeling something of&nbsp; a rube when she saw how the others were dressed. She had her hair pulled up into a sleek ponytail that was set high enough up on her head that it swung playfully when she turned her head and she'd put a little make-up on though she'd used a light hand. Her clothing of choice was a little floral print sundress with spaghetti straps and a short, full skirt though it was otherwise unrevealing.&nbsp; Her legs and feet were bare and well groomed -- free of damp and chilly Old England she was ready to enjoy running around barefoot. She smiled seeing everyone there and already engaged with one another and took a seat at the table just as Sean was proposing the game. Her face brightened.<br><br>"Oh! I love these sorts of things," she exclaimed. "And hello everyone. I'm not normally one to be fashionably late but it seems I managed it tonight. Dinner looks amazing. I feel like I'm in a fancy restaurant! I can't wait to try anything."<br><br>Also looking amazing were the men without their shirts on. Luckily everyone knew what direction all this was supposed to go so she didn't suppose it would be too awfully embarrassing if they caught her sneaking a look. Katy looked smashing as well, the kind of beauty who didn't need fancy clothes to look good, and as Beth sat she noticed that Katy had eschewed shoes as well. She grinned and gave Katy's foot a playful poke of her toes. "Great minds and all that," she commented then turned her attention to Sean's choices. <br><br>"Let's see...some interesting choices there, Mr. Kelly," she said thoughtfully then eyed him as if he were trying to get away with something. "Two of them seem...questionable...having sex on a horse? I don't know if I can sort out how that works. And backing up Bon Jovi, anybody could make <em>that</em> claim...never being married is not a stretch but maybe that's why you threw it in. Hmmm. I'm going to say the Bon Jovi thing is a lie and if I'm right, you have to explain how you did it on a horse. What does everybody else think?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 01:10:18</strong>
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				Mike found himself quite amused with dinner. Sure, the food was fine, but it was the company that had him laughing and wanting more. He was a fairly quiet man, not to say shy, but when Sean introduced the icebreaker game Mike suddenly felt like he had a friend here. Sean had amazing charisma; the charisma of an artist. <br><br>In a bit of a playful mood himself, and realizing he was in fact <em>underdressed</em>, he nonchalantly meandered over to where Sean had ditched his shirt, and playfully put it on himself. He then rejoined the group, leaving it unbuttoned, and careful not to damage it. He did all this while Beth had been guessing Sean’s lie. He was wondering if anyone was even going to notice when he caught Katy see him finish putting it on. He then followed Beth in surmising an answer to Sean’s challenge as if nothing at all was amiss. It would be he and Katy’s little joke, he thought.<br><br>“Hmm…sex on a horse. It seems so obviously a lie, and yet that must make it true, ja? For the others I must remember back to your questionnaire. You mentioned girlfriends but not a wife, so I think that one is true, and as for the third, I think you are too young to have ever played with Bon Jovi. He is in his fifties now, ja?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 14:28:13</strong>
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				<strong>Katy, at dinner, Day 1</strong><br><br>Katy was surprised, very pleasantly, when they seemed to get along so well over dinner.&nbsp; Everyone was very relaxed, or at least they were effectively pretending to be, given the circumstances that brought them together.&nbsp; The meal was delicious; it seemed like they were all pretty blessed that they'd gotten an accomplished cook as one of their team.&nbsp; She wondered if it was by design.&nbsp; If nobody in the house had known their way around the kitchen, after a few weeks, things might have gotten intense, and not in a good way.<br><br>Beth and Sean had come up to the roof dressed up a little more than she and Mike had been, although Sean had quickly remedied that by taking his shirt off.&nbsp; He had a tattoo, which Katy was instantly drawn to.&nbsp; The artist that had done the work was amazing!&nbsp; Perhaps, at some time, he'd let her look at it close up and tell her about what led to him getting it.<br><br>It was when Mike put on Sean's shirt that Katy was really amused.&nbsp; Her eyes sparked as she watched his silliness, a secret joke passing between the two of them since the others seemed not to notice.&nbsp; The feeling she had gotten about Mike was that he was serious; it was something she'd picked up on from the first time she'd read his questionnaire answers.&nbsp; She'd wondered about him, the oldest and perhaps the quietest of them, but it seemed now as if perhaps she'd been off-base.&nbsp; He definitely had a sense of humor.<br><br>Sean's game ended up being the perfect ice-breaker.&nbsp; It reminded her of the games the girls in the dorm had played the first few weeks of college, when they'd all been trying to get to know one another.&nbsp; She laughed with the others and took her turn to guess.&nbsp; "Well," she drawled in her barely-there rustic accent, "seeing as how I'm from Montana and have ridden a lot of horses, having sex on one doesn't seem impossible.&nbsp; Makes me wonder how adventurous you are, though.&nbsp; And Bon Jovi... it's so out there that I'm going to say it's true too.&nbsp; You know, I'm actually going to say the marriage thing is a lie.&nbsp; It wasn't on your questionnaire, but it's possible that you just didn't tell us about the ex-wife.&nbsp; I think the other two are pretty out there, so here's hoping they're true.&nbsp; It'll mean you have some great stories for us when we get bored."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 22:27:57</strong>
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				Sean certainly didn't expect the older Mike to, suddenly and without warning, put on his shirt.&nbsp; It left him completely nonplussed, as he looked for meaning in the act.&nbsp; Was it just the Danish man being playful?&nbsp; Was he putting on a show for the girls? Or was he trying to tell Sean something?&nbsp; There was no doubt that the material was stretched on Mike's larger frame, as, when it was buttoned up on Sean, it wasn't exactly hanging loose.&nbsp; Sean was not nearly as built as Mike, but he certainly was no slouch in the body department, either, and he had chosen his style to reflect that.&nbsp; He considered warning Mike to be careful not to rip the material, which was, frankly, the only thing he could think of to say, but such a thing might come off the wrong way, so he kept quiet.&nbsp; Instead, he offered Mike an amused, slightly confused smile.<br><br>Rallying, he looked around the table.&nbsp; "I'm afraid none of you are right.&nbsp; I've been engaged twice--but had to break off both, for different reasons.&nbsp; The first time was due to a series of events we could not control, and the second time was due to a...difference in opinions.&nbsp; But no, I've never been married."&nbsp; He showed off his ring finger, which, indeed, lacked any kind of ornamentation.<br><br>"And the part about playing for Bon Jovi was true.&nbsp; This was for the Lost Highway Tour. (http://www.bonjovi.com/photos/lost_highway_tour)&nbsp; I was playing with my band, Keith and the Flying Machines, at the Viper Pit in New York at the time.&nbsp; Bobby Bandiera happened to be in the audience, and I guess what he liked what he heard.&nbsp; He approached me after the gig, said that their usual backup guitarist was sick and that they needed a replacement for the start of the tour.&nbsp; Well, how could I refuse?&nbsp; It was absolutely amazing.&nbsp; And Jon's a hell of a nice guy.&nbsp; A real class act.&nbsp; He doesn't have that whole 'spoiled rock star' thing at all."<br><br>He sat back, grinning.&nbsp; "But no, I've never had sex on a horse.&nbsp; I did try once, though--but I fell off.&nbsp; Let me tell you, falling off a horse with your pants around your ankles and a woman's knee in your groin is not fun.&nbsp; So sorry, guys, no points this round. Who's next?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 11:55:14</strong>
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				Beth grinned at Mikkel and the musical shirt and listened as the others weighed in after she made her guess. She felt a little awkward that Katy had ignored her attempt to be playful and thinking she'd been annoyed, Beth tried not to focus on the pretty brunette and just enjoy the conversation. Was that her official first rebuff? She thought so. And thought again of that bottle of rum up in her room.<br><br>"I am well and truly impressed. Played with Bon Jovi? You're practically a celebrity!" she said to Sean, pouring herself a glass of the white wine and laughed as he described his attempt at sex on a horse. She had the light, easy laugh of someone who enjoyed having a good time and there was nothing self-conscious about it. "But I'm a bit disappointed about the horseback thing. I was really hoping to pick up some practical advice! Maybe we could request a horse and we could practice and get it worked out."<br><br>She laughed, obviously being a little flirty but in a good-humored way then raised her hand. " I'll go next! Let's see...when I was a teenager I was a total Goth girl, dyed my hair black and just listened to The Cure and Depeche Mode oldies day and night. I usually suggest getting take-out rather than sitting down in a restaurant because being in a restaurant gives me the urge to misbehave, the fancier it is the naughtier I get. And before I came up to dinner I was in my room chugging rum straight from the bottle to work up the courage. So which one is a lie?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 14:32:15</strong>
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				“Bon Jovi? Well that’s some real talent, mate. And in New York, as well. I’ve never been close to being engaged, what with being gone six months of every year. And sex on a horse, that would have been a new one for me, and I’m an old man,” Mike laughed.<br><br>He was happy Beth had taken up the next round. He wanted to get to know her better. Of course, everyone was going to get a turn at this, but in his mind Mike and Katy were already communicating without even talking. He was going to connect with Katy a lot faster than he was with Beth. When he looked at Beth he saw a one-night-stand. He wanted to change that; one-night-stands weren’t going to work here.<br><br>“Chugging rum to work up the courage? What are you afraid of us? Big scary Mike!” Mike got up and mimicked a lumbering ape. “I can sympathize, though. When I was just starting out at sea I didn’t really know anyone, and no one at all speaks Danish, and most don’t speak English either, so there was no way to really talk to anyone. It was intimidating. So I can see why you’re intimidated by us, but you really don’t need to be. Sean, why, he’ll serenade you, and you can be naughty at my dinners, ok? And you and Katy, well…women always become friends eventually, ja?”<br><br>Mike took the bottle of wine from Beth and topped of his glass, taking a long look at her in the process, she was definitely one of the more attractive women he had ever seen. “Goth girl. So you’re expecting us to believe that you went from goth girl to party girl? The Cure and Depeche Mode I can understand, you’re English, but goth to fun-lover? That’s a long voyage. So I can see the intimidation, and I’m hoping for the naughty dinner scene, so I’m going to go with the goth girl as the lie.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>22-05-2012, 05:39:28</strong>
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				Sean propped his elbow up on the table, chin in his palm.&nbsp; He regarded the pretty blond thoughtfully.&nbsp; "Doesn't everyone go through that phase when they're in their teens?&nbsp; I can totally see you as a Goth."&nbsp; He could, too; imagining her with severe eyeshadow, hair dyed black, wearing pseudo-Victorian corsets and lace conjured up an image no less attractive than the girl sitting currently on his left.&nbsp; He had known a few friends who had practically worshiped the Cure, and there had been a brief period when Depeche Mode was on his permanent rotation.<br><br>"I think I saw a bottle of something that looked like rum in your bags when you arrived," he considered. "So I'm thinking that's probably true.&nbsp; As for the restaurant thing, I can totally see that being in a restaurant gives you the urge to misbehave," he grinned, "but I can't see you ever preferring takeout.&nbsp; You seem like the type who thrives on being social, going out with friends and so on.&nbsp; So I'll go with that one."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>23-05-2012, 17:54:54</strong>
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				<strong>Katy, at dinner on night 1</strong><br><br>Katy ate every bite of her fish, savoring the mango salsa.&nbsp; It had been so delicious, and if Mike was able to whip up meals of this caliber, she was going to have to make sure she worked out pretty regularly.&nbsp; Laying her napkin next to her plate after wiping her mouth, she pursed her lips in thought.&nbsp; "I believe the liquid courage, too.&nbsp; Hell, if I'd thought of it myself, I would have snuck a six pack in with my luggage too," she laughed.&nbsp; <br><br>"So out of the two others, let's see... do I see you as a goth girl?"&nbsp; She tilted her head, looking at Beth carefully, trying to imagine her as she may have been a few years before.&nbsp; Generally, she thought of goth girls as surly, and the blonde seemed so bubbly that it was hard to imagine a surly incarnation of her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Or naughty in a restaurant?"&nbsp; That one made her wonder, and her lips remained curved up in a smile, her eyes narrowing as she realized that the little brush she'd felt against her foot a few minutes before might not have just been an accident like she'd assumed.&nbsp; "I have a feeling, Beth, that you can be quite naughty.&nbsp; Perhaps a little daring and flirtatious even."&nbsp; Her smile widened, her eyes sparkling with mirth when she added, "Or at least one can hope.&nbsp; I'm landing in the 'Mike' camp on this one.&nbsp; The goth girl thing is the lie."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 01:31:07</strong>
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				"I never was very good at lying and there's the proof," Beth declared and held the bottle up, offering to pour wine for anyone else who wanted a glass. "I was never goth. I was too busy trying to be a barbie. You know, it's probably a good thing I was poor back then or I would have gotten a boob job for sure and boy would I be regretting that now. "<br><br>She smiled at Sean and gave him a little nudge with his shoulder. "Your logic wasn't faulty. You were right, it wasn't ever anything I would shy away from before. But after I got divorced I didn't just want to go back to my crazy ways so trust me, I still enjoy...restaurants...I'm just a little more selective now, hence the take-out."<br><br>She was glad nobody made a big deal about her&nbsp; being insecure about coming to dinner.&nbsp; Katy had especially been&nbsp; nice, admitting to a little bit of it herself which made Beth feel a little less like a mess.<br><br>"Mikkel, Katy, which one of you wants to go next?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 04:53:41</strong>
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				"Well, we know that while I may be a good liar, I'm not so good at telling when other people are lying," said Sean.&nbsp; Beth's shoulder-nudge earned her a warm smile.&nbsp; There was more to the so-called "party girl", it seemed, than was on the surface; both of her true answers had hinted at insecurity and a desire to get away from the stereotype.&nbsp; It was probably too soon to ask her about the divorce.<br><br>He looked at Mike and Katy, wondering who wanted to go next.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 23:06:44</strong>
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				Mike laughed a bit at the fun they were all having. “A boob job? You? No no no. Things look great as they are.” He felt bad over objectifying Beth, but what else could he say? She was stunning just the way she was. Then he realized he could say that. “You’re stunning just the way you are. Although I have to admit I’d like to see punk girl, too. That might be too much for you, but it’s a pretty good image in my head.” <br><br>He took a swig of his wine while everyone made their comments, and then went next on his own volition. “So as you know I’m a sailor originally from Copenhagen, so I am away from home about six to nine months of every year. So with that as your guide, here you go: which one of these is a lie? One, I have been around the world more than ten times. Two, I have made love to a woman on all six continents (Antarctica is such a scary place to sailors we don’t recognize it exists). Three, this experiment is going to be the first time I live in the same house for two full years. And four, a bonus,” Mike flapped the open the unbuttoned sides of Sean’s “borrowed” shirt, “I like to steal other men’s clothes and wear them myself.” <br><br>He laughed loudly at how silly that last one sounded, and started turning a bright red even before the full sentence had left his mouth. He knew he was about to catch two years of hell for this, no matter what the explanation ended up being. It was exactly the kind of little joke Mike liked to play on himself to stay humble.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>26-05-2012, 16:52:24</strong>
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				Katy couldn't help but laugh at Mike's 'bonus' fact; already, she was thinking of practical jokes to play on him that would involve Sean's shirts.&nbsp; She was enjoying the game Sean had come up with for an ice breaker, and she was loving how at ease the group already seemed with each other.&nbsp; That boded well, right, the easy sense of camaraderie?&nbsp; <br><br>"I haven't really traveled much at all.&nbsp; How lucky you are if you've gone around the world ten times, Mike!" she exclaimed, awed at how different his life was from hers.&nbsp; And I believe that you've had sex on every continent."&nbsp; She laughed softly; he was a handsome man, and so the thought of women throwing themselves at him wherever he went wasn't such a surprise.&nbsp; And really, if he'd traveled the Earth ten times, it only stood to reason that he would have had someone at least once on each continent.&nbsp; <br><br>"I think the lie is that this is going to be the first time you've lived in one house for two years.&nbsp; After all, as a child, you must have stayed in place at least a couple of years."&nbsp; Europeans didn't move around as much as Americans did in general, she figured, although she didn't know that for sure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>26-05-2012, 23:54:13</strong>
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				"Looks like I'll have to keep a close eye on my wardrobe, boyo," said Sean, in response to the "bonus" fourth fact.&nbsp; He seemed amused by this outright admission of kleptomania.&nbsp; "You're welcome to steal whatever you like, so long as I get them back."&nbsp; Eyeing Mikkel's severely sculpted chest, he added, "although I'd appreciate it if you stayed away from the underwear.&nbsp; I think you'd rip my undershirts if you tried to pull them on."<br><br>He considered all three facts, as Mike laid them out.&nbsp; All three were believable, and all three were possible.&nbsp; It was no stretch at all to imagine that a sailor had circumscribed the globe several times during the course of his career; as a corollary, it was easy to believe that he had had romantic trysts on every continent, save Antartica.&nbsp; The third option seemed like the least plausible out of the three, as Katy had said, but looking at Mikkel, Sean could believe it.<br><br>So it then became a case of whether Mike was trying to trick them or not, as he had done.&nbsp; In Beth's case, he had gone with a similar assumption, and it had backfired; the lesson was that not everyone wanted to try to be clever in his lies, like Sean did.<br><br>He drummed his fingers on the table, trying to remember what Mike had said in the answers to his questionnaire.&nbsp; "I'm going to have to agree with Katy," he said, finally.&nbsp; "If you accept one, you almost have to accept two.&nbsp; That leaves three as the odd choice out."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>27-05-2012, 00:29:18</strong>
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				Beth sent a glowing smile Mikkel's way at the compliment, not minding at all that he was discussing her anatomy. It wasn't lewd or disrespectful and&nbsp; in truth there wasn't much she <em>wouldn't</em> talk about given a little encouragement. <br><br>"Maybe I'll do punk for fancy dress some time," she said,&nbsp; pleased to think that one day she might be able to pull off a little wish fulfillment for him, providing they ever got to that point of course. She toyed with the stem of her wine glass as she listened to his options, laughing a little at his fourth choice with the others, suddenly impressed by how genuinely nice he seemed despite his rugged, slightly intimidating physical presence. She found herself warming to him.&nbsp; She let the other take their guesses before she weighed in. "I'm going to deviate a bit and say...the making love on all six continents thing is a lie. Not because you couldn't have if you wanted to...I imagine you have little trouble with women at all. <br><br>She smiled and waited to see if any of them were right.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>27-05-2012, 01:28:00</strong>
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				“Ah…” Mike smiled sheepishly, “so there we are. Which is real and which is fake? Well if I’m honest they are all something of half-truths. Even the bonus fact, ja?”<br><br>“So I grew up in a village outside Copenhagen, and my mother still lives in the same home she raised her family in, my father and brothers, all of us sailors,” he smiled. “In truth, I’ve never lived anywhere else permanently, and being here will actually be the longest I’ve ever been away from my mother. She’s almost five and sixty, so that part of being here will be hard for me. <br><br>“And yes, I’ve spent twenty five years at sea. I’ve been around the world ten times. What the crazy part is is that I’ve been across the equator so many times, and don’t have a tattoo to show for it. It is mariner’s tradition to get a tattoo when you sail across the equator, but I never got one. I couldn’t take the needles. <br><br>“The other is also true: I have had sex on all six continents. However, it was with the same woman each time. I was with a woman named Frederica, and my Captain let her come on a few voyages. It didn’t work out, but I’ve never been the kind of typical sailor that finds some woman to claim at every port of call. I was a professional with a job to do. I’ve been with a lot of women in my life, but I’ve never had a conquest or a one night stand. Although it’s considered bad luck for a sailor not to carry a condom while ashore, and all sailors are superstitious,” he laughed.<br><br>“And as for the last, the bonus,” he turned his attention mostly to Sean. “Well I don’t really like to steal men’s clothes and wear them, but you seemed so worried about being overdressed that I thought I would put it on so you wouldn’t feel so bad,” Mike joked with him. “But it’s also rather appropriate for tonight, and this is why. There’s an old saying in Denmark, <em>‘Du kan ikke kende en mand, indtil du bære hans skjorte.’</em> It translates into English as ‘you can’t really know a man until you wear his shirt.’ So, Sean, we are now officially <em>venner</em>,” he clasped his hands together. “Friends, at least in Denmark.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>27-05-2012, 02:00:04</strong>
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				"We have the same saying in America, except that it's shoes instead of shirts," he laughed.&nbsp; "Which, I think, is going to make it hard to understand Beth and Katy, considering they're not wearing any."&nbsp; <br><br>He went on.&nbsp; "Sex with the same woman on all six continents?" he mused.&nbsp; "That actually sounds kind of...romantic.&nbsp; Kind of like a sexual bucket list."<br><br>He leaned back, and stretched, flexing arm muscles that, while admittedly not nearly as large as Mikkel's, were definitely nothing to be ashamed of, and smoothly settled his arm atop the back of Beth's chair.&nbsp; The physical contact was only cursory, casual, as if he would have her believe he only did so out of force of habit.&nbsp; &nbsp;The way his thumb brushed the back of her shoulder, though, seemed to indicate otherwise.<br><br>He turned to grin at Katy, waiting for her to take her turn.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>27-05-2012, 02:50:12</strong>
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				It had darkened considerably while they had been outside, and where before, they'd dined with the sun setting, now the sky was filled with stars.&nbsp; How beautiful is was here, with the sound of the surf and the smell of the sea.&nbsp; And equally beautiful were Mike's words as he explained the shirt thing and extended friendship to Sean.&nbsp; <br><br>It filled Katy's heart with a glimmer of hope, that perhaps in this idyllic setting, she would find what she wanted so desperately, that elusive sense of family.&nbsp; For her, it was a concept so much broader than the nuclear family that was expected and accepted in the Western world; that she had found others who were like-minded, who <em>cared</em> enough to try for more than the money, was more than she had dared to hope for.&nbsp; <br><br>"Okay," she said, her eyes twinkling as candlelight reflected off of them, "My turn, huh?"&nbsp; She thought for a long moment and then she was ready.&nbsp; "Let's see.&nbsp; My first 'fact' is that my mom walked in on me when I was losing my virginity, back in high school.&nbsp; Like the awkwardness of your first time isn't bad enough.&nbsp; And my second is that until now, I'd never before left Montana.&nbsp; And third, I have a tattoo.&nbsp; It's on the inside of my upper right thigh."&nbsp; Leaning back in her chair, she schooled her features so that she'd give nothing away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>28-05-2012, 02:57:00</strong>
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				"That does sound romantic," Beth agreed with Sean's assessment of Mikkel's continental adventures and she felt her guess had been a good one though it was wrong. She hadn't figured on him being a girl in every port type and he confirmed he wasn't. In general she was liking him more and more, he seemed so essentially good-natured, very different than a lot of the men she had&nbsp; known. When you added that to Sean's sense of humor and easy way, it led her to think she and Katy had gotten very lucky with their gentlemen. She was mulling all this over when she felt Sean's arm sneaking across the back of her chair followed by the soft brush of his thumb. <br><br><em>Ah, the old casual stretch...a classic.</em> She barely suppressed a smile and relaxed her posture a bit, sinking back into his arm a little more to feel the warmth of it across her shoulders. She was older and wiser now, not the desperate for attention girl she had once been, but it was still in her nature to respond to physical affection and even this small gesture was enough to start chasing her worries away. She smiled at Katy as the other woman began and considered the choices.<br><br>"I'm going to say that you've left Montana before this, so that's the lie," she weighed in then grimaced softly in empathy. "Which would make the first thing about your mother true which would be really unfortunate."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>28-05-2012, 04:27:20</strong>
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				Mike sat with an amused smile on his face as he watched Sean put the moves on Beth. They really were cute together, and even after only a few short hours they seemed to have formed a genuine bond. He like that; that they were both open and trusting enough to have that kind of fondness for each other already. Although in truth, Mike would have a hard time denying he had a fondness for any of the three people surrounding him. <br><br>His hand absently traced over the tops of Katy’s fingers as Sean and Beth made their guesses. It was only when it became his turn that he realized he was doing it, and retracted his hand. His gaze shifted upward to Katy’s eyes, searching them. “I have to think it was that your mother caught you losing your virginity. A story like that must be true.”<br><br>Mike kept his gaze upon her as he thought about the other choices, but his look was soft rather than intense. As the floating candles became the dominant light source, her eyes began to flicker with sparkle, and Mike was captivated by her pure beauty. Then he remembered he was still in the midst of his guess. “I’m going with Beth on this one: that you really have left Montana before. Still, I’ve never been there. I would love to hear all about it. It sounds like a place where you ride horses.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>28-05-2012, 07:17:02</strong>
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				Sean had to admit, like Beth, that the experimenters had chosen their subjects well.&nbsp; Either that, or they had carefully screened out all the drama queens, the narrow-minded, and those who didn't get along well with others.&nbsp; All four of them seemed to be friendly and easygoing, open to trying new things, eager to make the kinds of friends that would last a lifetime.&nbsp; Sean looked forward to getting to know them all, even Mike. Particularly Mike, really.&nbsp; &nbsp;Being an only child, Sean had never known what it was like to have an older brother, but if he could have chosen, Mike would have fit the bill pretty closely.&nbsp; The fact that he was Danish was only incidental.&nbsp; <br><br>By flirting with Beth, it had not been Sean's intention to "mark his territory", or to put his claim on her.&nbsp; Far from it.&nbsp; Rather, it was a natural, almost unconscious reaction to being in a social setting.&nbsp; He was blessed with a natural, easygoing charm that, while it did get him into trouble on occasion, tended to serve him well in most situations.&nbsp; If he had been sitting closer to Katy instead, he might have done the same thing to her.<br><br>He did see Mike's hand brush over Katy's fingers, just as Mike had seen his casual stretch move, and he smiled.&nbsp; Obviously there was chemistry developing in the group, even though they had all just met.&nbsp; It would be interesting to see what would happen.<br><br>"I had a similar experience," he confessed, "only in my case it was my dad walking in on me with a <em>Playboy</em> in one hand and my cock in the other.&nbsp; It was awkward, especially when he pointed out that I wasn't doing it right."&nbsp; He laughed at the memory.&nbsp; &nbsp;"And I can totally believe that you have a tattoo. Perhaps we can compare notes."&nbsp; He nodded toward his shoulder, and the wolf pack gathered under the full moon.&nbsp; "I want to say it's the Montana thing. But..."&nbsp; He scrunched his nose.&nbsp; "Something tells me that it's not it."<br><br>He looked away, staring out to sea for a few seconds.&nbsp; "No, I'll go with Montana.&nbsp; Yes. No.&nbsp; Yes."&nbsp; He sighed. "Montana. Final answer."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>02-06-2012, 22:21:49</strong>
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				<strong>Katy, at dinner the first night.</strong><br><br>While the group made their guesses, Katy watched her hand as Mike's caressed it before moving away.&nbsp; He'd managed to make it seem like the most natural thing in the world, touching her, and she liked that.&nbsp; She'd grown up in a place where touching was an expression of affection freely given, and she yearned for that here.<br><br>She was, of course, unsurprised when they all guessed which of her pieces of trivia was a lie.&nbsp; She'd always been a horrible liar, unable to pull off even the most basic acts of subterfuge.&nbsp; Laughing, she said, "And now you all know something else about me.&nbsp; You're always going to know when I'm telling you a lie because I suck at it.&nbsp; I <em>have,</em> indeed, left Montana before.&nbsp; I went to college for a couple of years out of state.&nbsp; My parents think everyone should get to experience that, living away from home right when you come of age.&nbsp; Part of the ritual of growing up.&nbsp; <br><br>"And the tattoo thing, that's true.&nbsp; On the inside of my thigh, I have a little butterfly."&nbsp; She rolled her eyes, looking at Sean.&nbsp; "Believe me, there's not much to compare.&nbsp; Yours is beautiful and artistic, and mine is the fancy of a girl who didn't wait to find something with meaning.&nbsp; I like it, but waiting would have been better, I think.&nbsp; And the other thing, with my mom?&nbsp; Very true, and further proof that I can't lie worth shit," she laughed.&nbsp; "I'd told my mom that my boyfriend and I were going to work on fliers for the school dance, and she offered to put me on birth control.&nbsp; That's how transparent I was.&nbsp; So, he came over and we <em>did</em> work on the damn fliers, and then... well, one thing led to another, and we'd just gotten started when Mom walked in.<br><br>"I was much more mortified by the experience than she was.&nbsp; She just said, 'Huh.&nbsp; You really <em>were</em> working on your thing for school.&nbsp; Katy, you have one of your papers stuck to your ass.'&nbsp; And that was it.&nbsp; The next day, she set up an appointment for me to get on birth control."&nbsp; She shook her head; the horror of the moment had long faded, and now she was amused by the memory.&nbsp; "I bet your story about your dad is probably equally crazy, Sean.&nbsp; So, how were you doing it wrong?&nbsp; And you guys want to hang out in the hot tub?&nbsp; It's really nice out here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 02:21:34</strong>
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				"I was thinking about taking this down to the beach," said Sean.&nbsp; "But the hot tub sounds nice as well."<br><br>His thumb continued to move lazily back and forth against Beth's shoulder, as if doing so entirely of its own accord, without his consent.&nbsp; He certainly seemed not to pay any attention to it.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 02:45:23</strong>
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				Beth couldn't help but laugh as Beth recounted the story of her mother walking in on her regardless of how embarrassing it might have been at the time. Luckily Katie seemed to see the humor in it so probably would not be offended.<br><br>"Actually you're mom sounds pretty great," Beth observed with a smile and took a long sip of her wine. "I won't repeat in mixed company what my mother would have said in those circumstances."<br><br>She looked at Sean with a smile. "The beach sounds good too. But I'm going to vote for the hot tub tonight and save the beach for tomorrow with the sun."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 14:03:33</strong>
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				<strong>Mike and Katy clean up after dinner.</strong> <br><br>Mike laughed softly with the group with Katy; certainly the most embarrassing of the revelations, and then joined the next vote. It seemed like the rooftop hot tub was going to be the next stop. “I think that hot tub is calling my name, ja?” he asked. With a general sense of agreement he made his next suggestion. “Katy, would you help me clean up here and take these things back inside?” He then turned his attention to Sean and Beth. “You two get started, and we’ll meet you up here in a few minutes time.” He could see that they were giving him a look of slight guilt that they weren’t going to help clean up. “It’s ok,” Mike said with a laugh. “We’ll take turns at this. It’s only fair that the one who cooks cleans up. It might sound less fair than you’re used to, but trust me on this one. I know what I’m talking about. We’ll be back up in a few minutes, ja?”<br><br>With that, Mike gathered up all the plates they had used, along with the serving plated he had originally brought the food up with, and carefully made his way down stairs with it. This left Katy with four glasses and a few ounces of cutlery to bring down. <br><br>So here was the house’s first problem: there was no dishwasher. One could hardly complain, though. The view from the kitchen sink surveyed the deck around that level of the house, the beach, the surf, and the dock. It was like having Season Pit Seats at Lincoln Center with the ocean playing the opera. He quickly unboxed what looked like dish soap and a sponge and started working on the dishes. He realized part way through he was still wearing Sean’s shirt, and not wanting to soil it he took it off and hung in on a barstool.<br><br>When Katy arrived with the rest of the dishes Mike started a conversation with her. “My mother would have gone completely mental if she had ever seen me having sex with anyone. She lived with four sailors, and was still a pristine woman. I have a feeling our family life growing up was completely different.” He smiled at her, “I would like to see this Montana, I think.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>06-06-2012, 07:09:25</strong>
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				But Sean wasn't going to let himself be absolved of cleanup duties so easily.&nbsp; He vigorously protested Mike's assertion, saying, "no, no--you cooked us a great dinner, it's only fair that I should help clean up.&nbsp; I don't want you guys to think I'm lazy."&nbsp; &nbsp;Even though the Dane insisted otherwise, Sean would not hear of it.&nbsp; &nbsp;He scooped up the glasses before Katy could get ahold of them, and the rest of the silverware as well.&nbsp; "My ma would not think she raised me right if she found out I didn't offer to pull my weight," he explained to Mike as he followed the other man downstairs.&nbsp; "Girls, you go ahead and get the hot tub warmed up for us.&nbsp; We'll be up as soon as we're done with the dishes."&nbsp; With that, he followed Mike down with his armload.<br><br>Only once he arrived in the kitchen did it occur to him that Mike wanted to get Katy alone.&nbsp; He smacked himself on the forehead.&nbsp; "Oh, man, I'm sorry," he apologized to Mike.&nbsp; "You probably wanted to talk to Katy, and I bungled it."&nbsp; <br><br>To make amends for this breach of etiquette, he took up rinsing and drying duty, washing off the dishes that Mike handed to him under the tap and drying them with a towel he found under the sink.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>06-06-2012, 14:46:47</strong>
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				<strong>Mike and <del>Katy</del>Sean converse in the kitchen</strong><br><br>When Katy arrived with the rest of the dishes Mike started a conversation with her. “My mother would have gone completely mental if she had ever seen me having sex with anyone. She lived with four sailors, and was still a pristine woman. I have a feeling our family life growing up was completely different.” He smiled and said “I would like to see this Montana, I think,” and then turned to her.<br><br>Sean smacked himself on the forehead. "Oh, man, I'm sorry," he apologized to Mike. "You probably wanted to talk to Katy, and I bungled it."<br><br>Mike laughed with embarrassment. “Oh, it’s you! I’m sorry, mate.” Then Mike decided to get a little even with him. “But it’s all right.” He put the dishes down slowly and opened his stance to Sean, showing him some chest and shoulder. “You see, it’s actually you I wanted.” <br><br>Mike left the sink with a sure, slow, seductive step. “You know how it is at sea? Months away from home…no women. Sometimes it gets a little cold at night. We all have urges from time-to-time, ja?” Mike reached out his hand and clasped Sean’s shoulder, then started to trail it down his chest. “I’ve learned to keep a very open mind, ja?” Mike looked up into Sean’s with affection, and started to lean in.<br><br>Then he laughed. “I’m just kidding, mate.” He slapped Sean’s shoulder, and turned away back to the sink with a playful smile on his face. “Come on and help me with these dishes. I’m sure the girls will warm up the hot tub for us. “You should have seen the look on your face.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>06-06-2012, 18:15:55</strong>
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				<strong>Katy on the roof with Beth after dinner, night one.</strong><br><br>Katy looked at Beth impishly as the men disappeared into the house.&nbsp; "Well, I could get used to this 'being waited on' thing," she said, getting up.&nbsp; "Come on, let's figure out how to start the hot tub."<br><br>The little things people took for granted in a hotel like pool maintenance were going to be their responsibility here.&nbsp; As she neared the hot tub, she saw that there was a placard with instructions.&nbsp; Fortunately, powering on and off didn't seem very difficult, and within a couple of minutes, they had figured it out.<br><br>"So, I am not wearing a swim suit under this," she admitted.&nbsp; "Are you?&nbsp; Because we could go to our rooms and change... or we could just not, you know?&nbsp; I mean, let's face it.&nbsp; Seeing each other naked is inevitable, and kind of a goal here, right?"&nbsp; Katy hadn't grown up a nudist, but neither had her family shunned what her parents considered a natural state.&nbsp; She wasn't shy about her body, had never been.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>07-06-2012, 02:57:43</strong>
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				"No kidding! None of the blokes I used to date would have touched a dirty dish," Beth marveled. "Real men do dirty dishes, that's what I say. And real women can figure out hot tubs!"<br><br>She grinned at Katie and walked over to the hot&nbsp; tub, relieved when she saw the instructions and how simple it seemed to be to operate. Nobody in her neighborhood ever got near a hot tub, not unless they had an anniversary night at a fancy hotel and shed never had one of those before. <br><br>"I was wondering if we should go for suits too," she admitted as Katie brought up the subject. She got a little flushed, thinking of just baring it all so soon, but Katie was right and it wasn't as if Beth hadn't pulled off some daring things in her day. "You're right, I say we get it over with. Better than that..."<br><br>Beth got a little twinkle in her eye and without explaining she walked back over toward the table and paused, pulling off her sundress and leaving it draped over the chair she'd been sitting in. Then she took a few steps toward the hot tub and stopped again to pull off the camisole she'd been wearing beneath it and let it flutter to the ground. Finally, just a few steps away, she quickly slipped out of her panties and left them hanging on a potted plant. She stood naked in front of Katie for a moment, her body as lovely as one might expect, perfectly proportioned in its curves with flawless, lightly tanned skin, the only tan lines around her hips. Only then did she feel a little awkward, so taken had she been with her mischief before.<br><br>"Well, that will get them thinking," she said then laughed then rushed to get in the hot tub and sink beneath the water. It wasn't completely warmed up yet but that was all right.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>07-06-2012, 11:16:26</strong>
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				The look on Sean's face was actually that of quintessential surprise.&nbsp; Actually, he didn't seem all that displeased when it seemed that Mike was making a pass at him, and neither did he flinch when the larger man's hand brushed down his chest.&nbsp; He was simply silent, still, watching Mike carefully, holding his breath.<br><br>When Mike admitted he was kidding, Sean snorted.&nbsp; "Careful, boyo," he grinned.&nbsp; "You don't want to bite off more than you can chew.&nbsp; You keep at it, you're going to start getting a reputation for being a tease."&nbsp; &nbsp;He looked for a moment as if he was seriously thinking about kissing Mike, but then broke off with a grin and started on the dishes.&nbsp; "I did have a boyfriend, once.&nbsp; His name was Quinn, and he was the stereotype of the crazy Irish bastard."&nbsp; He laughed as he recalled the memory.&nbsp; "And when I say crazy, I mean abs-o-lutely fucking insane.&nbsp; When he wasn't drinking he was smoking salvia, and when he wasn't smoking he was fucking anything on two legs.&nbsp; Men, women, didn't matter.&nbsp; &nbsp;He had a <em>joie de vivre</em> that I've never seen before or since.&nbsp; I think the last time I saw him, he said he was going to Mexico to learn how to cliff dive."&nbsp; He shook his head.&nbsp; "God, I miss that boy sometimes."<br><br>He finished the last of the dishes.&nbsp; The dish towel was now wet with water, and Sean flipped it over and over, rolling it up into a tight rope.&nbsp; With a playful *smack*, he flicked the end of the towel lightly against Mike's bottom.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>09-06-2012, 14:47:36</strong>
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				“I’ve never been with a man sexually before. It’s pretty common amongst sailors, but it’s just not something I ever came to try. I don’t know what it is. I certainly don’t mind looking at the male body, it’s just too – how do you say – utilitarian? to really be sexually attractive to me, ja? I’ve certainly never had a problem watching another man have sex. I don’t know. I guess part of this Experiment for me will be a deeper examination of my sexuality. You seem like a good man so far, Sean. It seems like anyone, woman or man, would be well served by having you as a partner.”<br><br>Mike turned away from Sean and went back to finishing the last of the dishes. In his mind was the look on Katy’s and Beth’s faces if they ever saw Sean and him kiss. In his experience women loved to see things like that almost as much as men enjoy watching two women together. Suddenly his ass was whipped with a twisted damp towel. A hissed string of Danish obscenities followed. Mike tied a knot in the towel he’d been using (sailors can tie anything into knots), and found his retaliatory opportunity. Sean was on guard so he was prepared for it and dodged the knotty knob, but Mike wasn’t ready to give up. Soon he was chasing Sean around the house swinging his improvised weapon about his head like a bolo.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>09-06-2012, 22:49:21</strong>
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				"Noooooo!"&nbsp; Sean quickly found that he had gotten more than he bargained for, as the War of the Wet Towels escalated.&nbsp; He didn't care that the two of them, two grown men, were acting like thirteen year old boys.&nbsp; Dashing around, dodging and skirting Mike's wrath, he scampered up the stairs back to the roof, back to the hot tub and to the girls who awaited them there.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>10-06-2012, 00:12:54</strong>
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				Mike clambered up the stairs as fast as his legs could carry him and let out a crazy banshee scream when he saw Sean was going to be at last within range of his makeshift weapon until he suddenly realized there were two women in a hot tub waiting there for them wearing little more than a curious look about what the men had been doing until just now. Mike realized he had little explanation for this, and froze just as solid as Sean had upon seeing the women. <br><br><em>This moment had to be part of the first impressions? Really?</em><br><br>Mike looked at Sean for a means to proceed, and Sean’s look seemed to be asking for a life ring. Mike turned his attention back to the women. “So you see, what happened,” he began to explain embarrassingly. “Um…well Sean came downstairs, and I was expecting Katy, and then…well then it was Sean…and then, well. Well it was all his fault, ja” Mike pointed at Sean and tried to ditch his knotty towel behind the plant that was now wearing Beth’s panties with about as much stealth as an eight-year-old would manage. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>10-06-2012, 03:10:00</strong>
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				Katy had watched Beth strip down and slide into the hot tub, unsurprised that the other woman had chosen to go in that direction with things.&nbsp; After all, anyone who was looking for a group of lovers had to have an adventurous side to them.&nbsp; And Beth... well, she was stunningly curvaceous.&nbsp; She certainly had nothing to shy away from as far as nudity was concerned.<br><br>Of course, Katy had quickly followed suit.&nbsp; Jeans first, then her shirt, both draped over the back of a chair.&nbsp; Matching bra and panties followed, although she didn't hang them from the bushes, instead just tossing them atop her clothing.&nbsp; And then she'd gotten into the tub, bringing her wine glass with her and chattering away as her body adjusted to the tepid water.<br><br>They'd only been in a couple of minutes when they heard the commotion, and soon after, the men burst through the door, making Katy laugh in reaction.&nbsp; How boyishly charming these two were.&nbsp; It would be easy for someone like her who fell in love easily to love these people, she realized as she looked back and forth between the three.&nbsp; "So your intent was to chase me up the steps, then, with a knotted towel?" she asked Mike, wondering if he or Sean would realize first that they had two nude women in a hot tub on their hands.<br><br>"You two should join us," she suggested, eyes twinkling with merriment.&nbsp; By now, the water was the perfect temperature, and she gave the guys a little feel by splashing toward their feet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>11-06-2012, 02:18:24</strong>
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				<em>Boys</em>, Annabeth though with bemused exasperation. You go out of the way to try to lure them in and instead they come bounding up snapping towels at each other. She couldn't help but laugh though and think one more time about how different they were from the guys she'd always dated. She exchanged a grin with the equally charmed Katy. <br><br>"I think you're right," Beth pronounced with&nbsp; mock seriousness. "I think there'd been a towel in your future, Katy, that you just managed to escape by the skin of your teeth. And gentlemen, I also agree you should get your arses in here straight away. I've seen Katy naked now, and I confirm, she's just as lovely as you suspect she is. But would one of you be a love first and grab my glass of wine? I left it at the table I'm afraid when I was playing Gretel."<br><br>She smiled up at then, her sky blue eyes lighting up, and relaxed back against the tub, stretching her arms out on either side, the soft, rounded shapes of her breasts only partially concealed by the water.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>11-06-2012, 16:25:49</strong>
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				<em>Gentlemen? Gentlemen?!</em><br><br>Mike let out a chuckle that he didn't explain. He didn't need a second invitation to join two beautiful, engaging women in the hot tub. He looked at the wine glass on the table that Beth had asked for, and decided that, through their previous interactions, it was in Sean's sphere of influence to give it to her. It was a gesture that really carried little meaning, except here. Mike thought to himself that it was these little things that were really the crucial part of the Experiment. How do people deal with the small idioms of interpersonal behavior when the lines of connection have yet to be drawn? Perhaps it was a move by Beth to see who would sooner seek to please her? Everyone was still just friends here, but already some deeper connections were being formed. Mike decided he would talk about this is his video blog. <br><br>Mike waited for Sean to make the first move towards the wine glass, taking down his shorts and briefs in the process. He came over to the side of the endless pool and levered himself swiftly over the side with one arm, landing with very little splash in what could have been a relative title wave. <br><br>"Ooooh, the water is getting warm, ja?" Mike remarked. He slid over towards Katy; close enough to where they could easily reach each other, but not close enough to be touching. He thought Beth looked amazing. Her skin was incredible, and the way she was showing her breasts was erotic without being slutty. It was like she was showing off, but at a high class art gallery. Oh yes, the Experiment had begun in earnest, and it had only been a few hours. What a lucky old man he was. He smiled some, making eye contact with both of them in turn. "The dishes are done," he laughed.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 03:38:28</strong>
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				Sean stopped short when he realized that both women were hot tubbing <em>au naturale</em>.&nbsp; That didn't take long, he thought.&nbsp; He wondered if the researchers were watching this, if they had planted videocameras somewhere to record their subjects' behaviour.&nbsp; If so, they were certainly getting an eyeful now.<br><br>As Mike didn't respond to Beth's request, Sean did so, snapping the wineglass off of the table and crouching by the side of the hot tub in order to hand it to her.&nbsp; Of course, by doing so it made it almost impossible <em>not</em> to look at her cleavage, and Sean could hardly resist.&nbsp; He licked his lips, trying to think of something to say that wasn't boorish or awkward.<br><br>Fortunately, Mike did it for him.&nbsp; Sean sniggered at the dishes comment, and considered his options.&nbsp; "What the hell, why not," he decided, stripping down to nothing as the girls had done.&nbsp; He made a show of it, shaking his backside at the girls as his boxers fell down around his ankles.&nbsp; They were black silk, with a repeating pirate skull pattern.&nbsp; He stepped out of them, kicked the undergarment in Katy's general direction, and climbed into the tub between Katy and Beth, opposite Mike.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 05:30:32</strong>
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				<strong>Katy, naked in the hot tub</strong><br><br>Beth asked for her wine, reiterating Katy's invitation to the men to join them in the water, and Sean went to retrieve it while Mike got into the hot tub.&nbsp; Katy was slouched more than Beth was, so that while the blonde's breasts were barely under the surface, her own body was in to her shoulders.&nbsp; When Mike slid in next to her, though, she sat up straighter, leaning in toward him so that they were close but not yet touching.<br><br>Katy was unsurprised when Sean joined them, too, a few moments later, also nude.&nbsp; He was rather playful about it, which didn't surprise her since he'd been chased up to the roof under threat of knotted towel.&nbsp; He and Mike had great senses of humor, which she loved.&nbsp; It also seemed as if her new housemates were all exhibitionists, or they had all accepted that this experiment was going to include exploration of their sexuality and were eager for it.&nbsp; For Katy, it was a combination of the two; she was comfortable with her body and others seeing it, and she was open to sex with all three of the people here, had no qualms about it.&nbsp; It was a controlled setting, and so she had no worries about disease or pregnancy.&nbsp; She had been implanted with birth control and had been tested thoroughly, and she imagined that the others had gone through similarly stringent regimens.<br><br>She sipped her wine and the set her glass at the edge of the hot tub.&nbsp; Reaching over, she put her hand over Mike's in the water, lacing her fingers between his.&nbsp; She didn't think he'd mind the contact.&nbsp; After all, he'd sat close enough to touch her.&nbsp; "Okay," she said, looking across to where Sean was settling in.&nbsp; "I think you should tell us either about your tattoo or what it is your dad thought you were doing wrong when he walked in on you.&nbsp; I'm sure Beth and Mike want to hear it too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>16-06-2012, 20:15:19</strong>
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				Beth murmured a thank you to Sean when he handed her the wine and took a sip that nearly turned into a spit take when she saw Sean's underwear and his cute little butt wiggle. She really had just forgotten her wine, her request hadn't been an attempt to 'read the room' as it were though she did end up with a pretty definite idea where Mikkel's interest lay. Kay was a lucky girl given the glimpse of Mike's impressive body that they'd all gotten. This was a strange position to be in though, not to be chosen first and she wasn't sure how to react to it. It would have driven her mental when she was younger, when all she had going for her was being the girl who could get any guy in the room. but she wasn't getting all riled up about now -- for one thing, how she could she blame anybody for being attracted to Katy? -- which maybe was a good sign she'd matured some. Well, a lot actually. <br><br>She smiled at Sean as he got into the tub, getting a quick look in and giving him a raise of her glass but otherwise just letting him get settled in and situated the way he wanted. "Yes, we want to hear too," she said in agreement with Katy's suggestion, giving him a warm smile and what the girls back home called 'a bit of a look' to see if there was any interest there.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 03:12:48</strong>
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				Sean settled himself against the edge of the tub, slouching down as Beth had done to get the maximum enjoyment out of the hot water. The guitar-pick necklace bobbed like a cork upon the swirling eddies, and he watched it for a moment before turning his attention to the others.&nbsp; Beth was all but staring at Mikkel, and he really couldn't blame her.&nbsp; The man was sculpted like a Norse god, for crying out loud, minus the long hair and braided beard.&nbsp; If he were less confident in his own looks and charms, he might have felt a twinge of jealousy there.&nbsp; He had no problem, however, playing second fiddle, and regarded the situation with amusement.&nbsp; He had rarely ever encountered a woman who failed to warm to him once he decided to pour on the charm.&nbsp; His boyish grin and easygoing manner had seen to that.&nbsp; So he merely chuckled and cupped his hands, splashing the tub's water over his face.<br><br>"When I was in college, some friends and I decided to go hardcore hiking in the Saskatchewan wilderness.&nbsp; We started at Reindeer Lake, intending to finish up at Southend.&nbsp; Well, unfortunately, we got lost in the forest.&nbsp; I think we hiked over 200 miles before we showed up, tired, starving, and filthy, at the city a week later.&nbsp; One night it snowed so hard that the five of us nearly got buried in.&nbsp; We dug a big hole in the snow, piled it on top of us and just sort of huddled together for warmth.&nbsp; &nbsp;We swore that if we made it out of there alive, we would get some sort of tattoo so that we would always remember the experience. "&nbsp; He pointed to the howling wolf on his shoulder.&nbsp; "That's me.&nbsp; Trevor used to say that I never shut up."&nbsp; He laughed.<br><br>He glanced at Katy.&nbsp; "As for me jacking off, well, my dad said that it wouldn't chafe as much if I used lube."&nbsp; He grinned. "He was right."&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 04:38:13</strong>
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				<strong>Katy, naked in a hot tub</strong><br><br>Katy was seated across the tub from Beth with the men settled in between them, Mike close to her.&nbsp; She nudged her foot forward, her toes rubbing against Beth's like Beth had done to her at dinner.&nbsp; She really was interested in exploring a relationship with the other woman as much as she was with both of the guys, and she hoped that the interest was mutual.&nbsp; She'd never been romantically involved with a woman before, but she rather thought that the gender of her partner wouldn't much matter to her.&nbsp; She loved... well, love.&nbsp; That was what she wanted in her life, love and acceptance without the pressure of monogamy when her heart opened to another.<br><br>She listened intently to Sean's tale about his college days and his hiking trip gone awry.&nbsp; Her eyes widened and she commented, "If we were still playing the game, I would have pegged that one for being the lie.&nbsp; Spending the next couple of years on a tropical island is probably right up your alley after that.&nbsp; You probably can't stand snow anymore."&nbsp; She had grown up surrounded by wilderness, so the outdoors didn't scare her; dangerous situations happened all too frequently.&nbsp; But the thought of five young men almost losing their lives like that was incredible, and she found herself grateful that Sean had survived the ordeal.&nbsp; She had a feeling that whether this all worked out or not, he was going to have a special place in her heart.<br><br>His comment about the lube made her laugh, and she tilted her head, looking at him quizzically.&nbsp; "I've never used lube to masturbate, unless it's on a toy.&nbsp; My ex-husband never did, either.&nbsp; Is that something that's common?"&nbsp; She smirked and added, "Maybe I need lessons on how to do it right, too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 13:27:58</strong>
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				Mike didn’t know he had turned bright read from the current conversation in the hot tub. Masturbation? Lube? Lessons? He had lived his entire adult life with sailors and he wasn’t ready for this. Fortunately the darkness hid a lot of his embarrassment, and Katy had put her hand on his, and that allowed him to go back to thinking, which is where he wanted to be in this moment anyway. <br><br>“Your story is very harrowing, Sean,” Mike mused. “I’ve been through some rough seas myself, even shot at in Kinshasa, but nothing quite like that. Nothing that serious. I thought I saw something in your eyes before, and now I know what it is. Courage.”<br><br>Mike’s hand squeezed around Katy’s instinctively, and his focus turned out to sea. He was craving it, suddenly. He realized what was happening and he decided to try to relax. He leaned back against the side of the tub and closed his eyes, and let the feel of the heat and water coax his body into releasing tension. He moved so that his thigh, now opened, ran along the length of Katy’s. He had just met her, but found himself already liking her body, and how she worked with it. One by one he let go of his senses until only touch and sound remained. The heat, the water, the smoothness of Katy’s leg; and the harmonious mixing of accents.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 23:12:55</strong>
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				He shook his head.&nbsp; "Nah, it wasn't that bad.&nbsp; It's not like we went into the woods completely unprepared.&nbsp; We had backpacks, bedrolls, enough food for a few days.&nbsp; By rationing it we were able to stretch it out a bit longer."&nbsp; He grinned.&nbsp; "Still, I'd be lying if there were times we didn't think we were going to make it.&nbsp; It's amazing how well you get to know people in those circumstances."<br><br>He stretched out his arm, letting his palm fall flat upon the water's surface, playing with it in the way that a small child might.&nbsp; Noticing that Beth had only taken a few sips of her wine, he asked, "Can I share that?&nbsp; I feel like a drink, but I don't want to get out of the tub."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>18-06-2012, 02:30:46</strong>
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				Beth gave her toes a little wiggle in response then smiled at Katy before sinking&nbsp; down into the water, making sure the glimpses of breast would be much fewer. She was suddenly feeling a little less coquettish, a little more resolved to&nbsp; just enjoying her wine and listening to the chatter. Sean's story was harrowing and yet not unappealing at that. She had lived a...worldly...life in her youth without actually having seen much of the world and she often found herself envious of other's stories. Now, of course, she was trying to make some stories of her own but she'd only just begun.<br><br>"I hope I have adventures like that one day," she said softly after Mikkel weighed in on Sean's story. "Not that I'd want to get shot at, of course, or get so lost I thought I might die...but just be, you know, out there in the world."<br><br>She smiled a little then, thinking how stupid that probably sounded to a seasoned group like the one she was with. She was glad for Sean's inquiry breaking up her little muse fest. "Of course, enjoy!" She smiled at him and handed him the wine glass then rested her head back against the edge of the tub, still for the moment and letting the hot water go to work on her muscles.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>18-06-2012, 04:28:33</strong>
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				<strong>Katy in the hot tub</strong><br><br>Mike mentioned being shot at and then his fingers tightened around Katy's.&nbsp; She looked at him, seeing that his gaze was on the ocean that had for so long been his home, and she couldn't help but wonder what was on his mind.&nbsp; Someday, she might be able to read him, but now it was too soon.&nbsp; Was he haunted by memories of being targeted in war?&nbsp; Did he just miss being on a ship?&nbsp; <em>What demons are you fighting, Mike?</em> she wondered.&nbsp; <em>And are you going to let us in to fight them with you?&nbsp; Will we become your family?</em><br><br>The tenseness did not last long; in the grand scheme of things, it was barely a blip on the screen.&nbsp; Katy didn't even know if Sean or Beth would have noticed.&nbsp; Mike's body relaxed then as the tension left it, his legs splaying further so that his thigh rested along the length of hers.&nbsp; She leaned further against him, her head against his shoulder.&nbsp; It felt very natural, the way she fit against him and the closeness they already seemed to be sharing.&nbsp; She wanted it with Beth and Sean, too, and knew it was going to take a lot of hard work and good communication to find success, and she wasn't going to shy away from physical contact.&nbsp; A person like Katy... well, it was a need for her, touching and feeling, and Mike seemed to be willing to indulge that part of her.<br><br>And he wasn't the only one.&nbsp; Beth didn't move her foot away from Katy's contact, either.&nbsp; The stunning blonde wasn't playing, but neither was she shying away or shunning Katy's touch, and Katy did not move her foot away.&nbsp; She listened to the wistfulness in Beth's voice, the yearning for adventure and couldn't help but smile.&nbsp; Her own upbringing had been highly unusual, but it had been far from the sorts of adventure Mike and Sean described.&nbsp; More than anything, it had just been painfully ordinary for a life that was so unconventional.&nbsp; <br><br>"Aren't you on your adventure, Beth?" she asked.&nbsp; "I mean, what could be bigger than this?&nbsp; You're in the middle of an ocean and looking for love."&nbsp; She couldn't help the twinkle in her eye when she added, "Although if you want something a little crazier, maybe you and Mike could go out there and capsize the boat or something."&nbsp; She had seen one docked at a boathouse when they'd come in.&nbsp; "He could rescue you.&nbsp; I'd offer to shoot at you, too, if you want, but you added that disclaimer."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>18-06-2012, 23:21:08</strong>
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				“No,” Mike laughed. “No, no, no. There will be no capsizing any boats.” Mike gave Katy a sarcastic ‘what are you thinking’ look. “But I do agree with Katy on this point,” Mike spoke directly to Beth now. “Make this your adventure. Think about it. You’re going to spend the next two years doing almost whatever you want to do every single day, and the people you’re going to do them with are naked in a hot tub with you right now. I mean where does that happen? The answer is nowhere, and right here. Go on your adventures, Beth. Find who you are as a woman, and take us with you, help us to explore you. I know there’s one thing I’m going to remember every single day of this Experiment, and maybe it’s because of my age but...” Mike moved his hand to clasp Beth’s under the surface of the water to make his point. “Seize the time – live now! Make <em>now</em> always the most precious time. Now will never come again.”<br><br>“That’s how I’m going to live here, and why I’m naked in a hot tub with people I’ve known for little more than a day.” He laughed a little at the irony of his last statement, and then let go of Beth’s hand, but kept eye contact with her; a softspoken humble Danish smile across his face.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>20-06-2012, 01:25:04</strong>
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				Sean drained the rest of Beth's wine, setting the glass aside, far enough back from the edge of the tub that there was little danger of someone accidentally knocking it over or stepping on it, hopefully.<br><br>He inched closer to the British girl's recumbent form, his knee touching her leg.&nbsp; It was an semi-innocent touch, a gesture that, if unwelcome, could be written off as having been an accident.&nbsp; There would be time to flirt with the others later, he knew.&nbsp; Mikkel and Katy seemed to be getting along famously, so it was natural that he should focus his attentions on the blond.<br><br>"Anyone else like to get up early, and go for an early-morning beach run?" he asked, apropos of nothing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>20-06-2012, 03:42:06</strong>
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				She couldn't help but smile as Katy and Mikkel chimed in. They were very sweet, it was hard not to respond to that. She opened her eyes as they encouraged her, still very much relaxed in the warm water, tendrils of her blond hair floating on the surface of the water. She nodded to Katy.<br><br>"Yes, yes of course this is an adventure, I won't forget for a day how lucky I am to be here," she said softly. She was touched as Mikkel continued, his words and sentiment so warm it made her blush a little to be the focus of his attention. Whatever her nervousness she couldn't deny she had been partnered with some very special people. She gave his hand a squeeze before he let hers&nbsp; go.&nbsp; "I think we all have a journey to go on here. Some of us just have a little further to go. One thing for certain, it won't be dull judging by how it's begun."<br><br>She didn't look away from Mikkel until she felt the soft brush of Sean's leg and heard his question about the morning. She turned into him, just a little, letting him know the contact was welcome, and brushed his thigh with her fingertips under the water.&nbsp; "I'll go but I'm afraid I might slow you down. I've never run on sand before."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>20-06-2012, 06:06:26</strong>
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				<strong>Katy, hot tub</strong><br><br>Katy listened to Mike's words of encouragement for Beth, pleased that he too had chimed in.&nbsp; She liked that they all were supporting one another; already, bonds of friendship were forming.&nbsp; And when he moved to hold onto her hand, Katy examined her own feelings.&nbsp; Did she feel jealousy, even a twinge?&nbsp; She was relieved to find that she did not.&nbsp; She had no claim over Beth to Mikkel or to Sean, and she did not want one.&nbsp; That her heart seemed to be following suit let her breathe a little easier.<br><br>Sean's invitation to join him for a run in the morning certainly appealed to her.&nbsp; Generally, she liked working out and the adrenaline rush she got from it, and the beach during the solitude of the morning hours seemed divine.&nbsp; But Beth too seemed interested, and Katy had no desire to infringe on that.&nbsp; It was not that she felt like Beth would mind, but rather that she realized that individual bonds would have to form and be strong for them to work as a family unit.&nbsp; They faced two years of morning runs on the beach, and she'd happily be part of one a different day.<br><br>"As much as that sounds like heaven, I'm sleeping in tomorrow morning," she said.&nbsp; "It's been a long couple of days, with all the travel.&nbsp; You two have fun if you go, and Beth, you'll have to report how running on sand works out.&nbsp; I also haven't done it before, although in the movies it always seems so cool, with the waves lapping at your feet."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>20-06-2012, 23:10:23</strong>
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				<strong>Mike calls it a night and goes to [Mike's Room]</strong><br><br>“You two have fun with that,” Mike answered Sean’s suggestion. “I usually do crew in the mornings, and it’s the kind of thing that’s easy to get out of the habit of doing when you don’t do it every day, ja? I haven’t done it in a few.” He turned to Katy with a smile. “I’ll be quiet so I don’t wake you up.” <br><br>After a pause, he spoke again. “Katy’s right. It’s been a long few days. I’m normally a First Watch man, so I’m ready to head to bed now. Thank you for dinner and the company, and I’ll see you all tomorrow, Day 2.” Mike kissed Katy’s hand and got to his feet. With a single high step he was out of the tub. Naturally they had forgotten to bring any towels up from below, so Mike just gathered his clothes and apologized about the dripping. Living on a ship all the time, he had little regard for things being haphazardly wet, so he didn’t even occur to him that it might bother anyone else. <br><br>After going back in his room he again fell in love with the way the windows in his room swept across the entire wall. He wasn’t going to get tired of that. He hopped in the shower and then dried off properly and started unpacking his things. Organizing his room would be the order of business for Day 2; that and exploring their surroundings some. <br><br>Before drifting off to sleep he made his second video blog, outlining what had happened that day, and how easily it had been that Sean had chosen to court Beth first, and himself Katy. There hadn’t been any sort of plan or agreement between the two men, and Mike explained to the camera that he found that interesting, and he wondered how the women felt. They didn’t appear to object, and certainly Katy had been friendly with him, and Beth friendly with Sean. Had they somehow decided? He also thanked Stockholm University for putting on the Experiment, and for placing him with such engaging yet comfortable people. Eventually he was finished and slipped off to bed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>21-06-2012, 10:32:45</strong>
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				Sean was somewhat disappointed that no one seemed particularly eager to take him up on his offer.&nbsp; Perhaps they weren't morning people, or perhaps they figured that it would be too cold to run on the beach at that time of day.&nbsp; Whatever the case,&nbsp; he imagined that it would be a fun activity for all four of them, getting some exercise, taking in the terrific views of the island, and motivating each other.<br><br>Oh well--people were certainly different, with different habits and predilections.&nbsp; He would still take in his early morning run, even if he had to do it alone.<br><br>He was rather surprised when Mike made an early exit.&nbsp; He didn't feel particularly tired and was rather expecting them all to talk late into the night, perhaps with the aid of a bottle of wine or something stronger.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then he remembered that part of the terms of the experiment was that each of them was expected to record a daily video diary.&nbsp; He also remembered that Mike's part of the world was nearly seven or eight hours ahead of his own.<br><br>"I guess Mike's a bit jet lagged," he said, after bidding goodnight to the Dane.&nbsp; "What time is it here, anyway? Anybody know?"<br><br>He felt Beth's fingers brush against his thigh, and, despite the heat of the tub, shivered.&nbsp; He scooted closer, sneaking an arm behind her the same way he had done at dinner.&nbsp; He hadn't meant to pick Beth out as the target of his flirtation for the night; it had just seemed to happen naturally.&nbsp; He could have easily ended up flirting with Katy, or even talking at greater length with Mike.&nbsp; They were all interesting people and he looked forward to getting to know all three of them.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>23-06-2012, 16:27:54</strong>
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				<strong>Katy, saying goodnight</strong><br><br>Katy waved to Mike as he disappeared through the door that would lead him downstairs.&nbsp; She yawned too, answering Sean's question.&nbsp; "I'm not sure exactly what time it is, but I know this place is ahead of home by sixteen hours for me.&nbsp; I think it's probably around ten, which isn't very late, but I'm so jet lagged that I know my internal clock is going to be going nuts for the next few days until I adjust."<br><br>She waited a few more minutes, the talk turning briefly to time zones and life in the Pacific, and then she too was yawning enough to call it a night.&nbsp; "I think I'm all tuckered out, too," she said, and then leaned forward and kissed first Beth's cheek and then Sean's.&nbsp; "If you two go for your run in the morning, enjoy."<br><br>Back in her room, she took a quick shower and then sat back down in front of the computer that served as her video diary.&nbsp; She knew it would wait until the morning, but she wanted to talk about it now, she found, to get her first real impressions off of her chest.&nbsp; Pressing the button, she waited for the green light to come on and then started to speak.&nbsp; "Well, our first day on the island is over.&nbsp; I like them all very much.&nbsp; It seems as if we were all chosen for our compatibility with one another."<br><br>The university had made her undergo a dozen interviews with psychiatrists, and she could see the results now.&nbsp; Assuming the others had endured the same rigorous screening, they had turned out people who were different enough to get a true mix of personalities and yet similar enough to get along.&nbsp; None of them was so much a wallflower as to shrink into the background or stick out like a sore thumb.<br><br>"Beth.&nbsp; I'll start with her.&nbsp; She's so damn pretty!&nbsp; And so far, she's very sweet.&nbsp; I'm really hoping to get along with her.&nbsp; I know that with women, it can be a little iffy, but I hope she sees things the same as I do.&nbsp; If there's competition or fighting between the women within a nontraditional family, it can set things up for failure.&nbsp; I assume that they've chosen people who aren't competitive in nature, but who knows.&nbsp; And Sean, he seems so interesting!&nbsp; I can't wait to find out things about him.&nbsp; I bet he has some great stories to tell.&nbsp; And he oozes sex appeal and self-confidence."&nbsp; Her lips curved up in a little smile.&nbsp; "Very attractive."<br><br>Her smile broadened even further when she paused and thought about Mike.&nbsp; "Mikkel," she said, feeling the name on her tongue.&nbsp; It was her first time saying it out loud.&nbsp; When she'd read it on his bio sheet, she hadn't known how to pronounce it.&nbsp; "He's so unexpected.&nbsp; I can already tell that he's attracted to me.&nbsp; Sean seems to be approaching things a bit more cautiously.&nbsp; Mike, though, he seems ready to plunge right into things, just like I am.&nbsp; Maybe that's why he seems to be drawn to me.&nbsp; His sense of humor is a surprise.&nbsp; I don't know why, but I got the impression from the data sheet that he would be very dry and serious, but he isn't.&nbsp; I imagine he'll be a lot of fun, and he's a decade older than I am, so maybe I'll learn a thing or two from him along the way."<br><br>Her eyes twinkled as she added, "Although he'd better watch it.&nbsp; The way he took off from the hot tub tonight, like his coach was going to turn back into a pumpkin, I'm going to start giving him a hard time about his age.&nbsp; You know, since he has a sense of humor and I know he can take it.&nbsp; I'm excited about tomorrow, whoever is watching this.&nbsp; It's a good sign.&nbsp; If I go to bed every night looking forward to the next day, you'll know you have at least one success on your hands.&nbsp; Goodnight."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>23-06-2012, 20:18:02</strong>
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				Beth was a little surprised things seemed to be breaking up but she warmly wished Mikkel a good night when he retired and did the same with Katy, smiling as the other woman kissed her cheek. Beth squeezed her hand as she was off then turned to Sean. Would he be going now too? She decided to keep him a moment and linked her arm through his before resting her head on his shoulder.<br><br>"I'm tired too but I don't know if I could still my thoughts long enough to get to sleep," she admitted. It's funny how it almost seemed weird now that it was just the two of them when she supposed the odd part should have been when all four were here and flirting. "Were you ready to turn in? I don't want to keep you up. What time did you want to set off in the morning?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>24-06-2012, 09:53:26</strong>
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				Sean smiled, moving easily to accommodate Beth.&nbsp; He put his hand on hers as she linked their arms, playing with her fingers under the water.&nbsp; It was definitely playful, flirtatious, even affectionate, but nothing that would be untoward on a first date.&nbsp; "No, I'll probably be up awhile.&nbsp; I don't blame them for turning in, though.&nbsp; It was a hell of a long plane ride for me--I can only imagine how long Mike's trip must have been."<br><br>On impulse, he pulled her hand up, brushing a kiss over her knuckles.&nbsp; "I was thinking of getting started about...seven? Sevenish.&nbsp; I'm not a stickler for punctuality; I'll probably show up fifteen minutes late myself." <br><br>He laughed, and leaned his head against hers, cradling it between his cheek and shoulder.&nbsp; "Mike's certainly a friendly guy, isn't he? Not at all like you'd expect from his profile.&nbsp; Do you know, I think he was hitting on me in the kitchen?"<br><br>He played with her fingers a bit more, folding them into her palm and then prying them open again.&nbsp; "Remember, we still have to do our video diaries tonight.&nbsp; As much as I'd love to share this hot tub with you and a bottle of Scotch, maybe we should save a bit for the second date, huh?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>25-06-2012, 08:44:35</strong>
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				"Yes, Mikkel's great. He's certainly been&nbsp; a surprise, in a good way. He looked rather imposing in his picture," she agreed then laughed. "Hitting on you? You mean with more than the towel? that would be something."<br><br>She smiled at his simple gestures of affection which went a long way in making sure the night ended on a&nbsp; high point. He really had a way of putting her at ease and seemed the sort who would keep spirits high while they were all here. "Ah, a scotch man. That definitely sounds like something we should do, she smiled at him and kissed his cheek. "Video diaries and bed it is, especially with that early a start in the morning. But that means you don't get to peek yet! We'll save that for another time too. Good night, Sean."<br><br>She gave his hand a squeeze then climbed out of the tub, gathering up her things without checking to see if he was stealing a look then slipped her dress on and gave him a little wave as she made her way back inside. She went straight to her room and got ready for bed then appeared before her computer in a fluffy pink robe.<br><br>"Hi, so, day one is over. It's been very interesting. Promising, but I still have some worries. But that's probably par for the course for something like this, right? I feel like I'm in a weird place, like, I'm kind of in between the old and new me sometimes...it's hard to explain but really doesn't have anything to do with the experiment I don't think. I was drawn to Mikkel like I thought I would be. I've always favored older men and he has that...steadiness...about him, like he could really keep you on track and straighten you out. But that's the old Beth, you know, expecting somebody else to do that for me so it's probably good he prefers Katy for now since it will give me time to make sure I have my head on straight where he's concerned. That's the <em>new</em> Beth that I can say that, the old Beth would have been miffed at not getting the attention. So then there's Sean, who's funny and very cool. He was flirty with me tonight. I hope it's because he's attracted to me and not just because Katy seemed occupied. I said I would go running with him in the morning which should be interesting since the only running I've done is on a treadmill but it can't be that different outside right?" She laughed. "Lord, I hope I don't make an ass of myself. You know, Katy might have been flirting with me a little too...I don't have a good instinct when it comes to women so I can't be sure but I wouldn't be unhappy about it. So anyway, that's all I got for now. Can't wait to see what tomorrow will bring."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>25-06-2012, 13:25:08</strong>
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				"Night."&nbsp; Sean waved after Beth, as she climbed dripping from the tub, and certainly did sneak a peek.&nbsp; He would have been the first to admit that he was no gentleman.&nbsp; He <em>was</em>, however, a romantic, and did not feel disappointed at all about losing her company.&nbsp; There was no competition, here, no alpha male pissing contests.&nbsp; He and Mikkel would, he was sure, share both women equally--and who knows? Perhaps something might even develop between the two men.<br><br>He lingered a little bit longer in the tub, simply enjoying the hot water, the cool night air, and the peaceful solitude.&nbsp; It truly was paradise on earth--he could hear the distant crash of the waves breaking on the beach, and the chirrup and whirr of the island's nocturnal insect life.&nbsp; No, he didn't blame the others for turning in early at all.&nbsp; He could stay up here all night, just enjoying the soothing sounds of nature.<br><br>Eventually, however, he did have to get out--if only because his skin was going all wrinkly--and he toweled off, finding his clothes and tugging them back on.&nbsp; He turned the hot tub off, and then made a sweep of the patio to make sure that he didn't leave a mess behind him.&nbsp; He picked up Beth's wine glass, dropping it off at the kitchen, before finally retiring to his own room.<br><br>He made his video diary entry, remarking how beautiful both the girls were, how Katy reminded him of a girl he knew, a close friend--smart, self-confident, and sociable, but secretly yearning&nbsp; to break out of her shell, to push herself out of control and lose her inhibitions.&nbsp; Beth, on the other hand, seemed to be the opposite: she seemed to be wrestling with some deep-seated issues, perhaps some personal demons she needed to conquer.&nbsp; She seemed, for lack of a better word (Sean said in his diary), troubled.&nbsp; In Sean's view this made her more interesting, more worth getting to know.<br><br>And Mike...&nbsp; <br><br>"Mike..." he began, then stared off into space for a bit.&nbsp; "Mike is an enigma.&nbsp; From his profile, I had created a mental image of someone extremely straight-laced.&nbsp; Polite, manly, serious.&nbsp; And then, when I met him, he blew all these misconceptions out of the water.&nbsp; In some ways, he's like this big, happy kid in the body of...a middle-aged bodybuilder.&nbsp; Heh.&nbsp; I don't think I've ever met anyone like him."<br><br>He turned off the diary and stared out the window for awhile; then, because he wasn't yet tired, he sat down at the piano and started to play [noembed]Chopin's Nocturne in C Sharp Minor. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wnJzXgoMwVM)[/noembed]&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>26-06-2012, 02:32:11</strong>
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				<strong>Day 2. Mike wakes up and joins Sean in the [Living Room].</strong><br><br>It must have been the middle of the night when Mike rolled over and swore he could hear piano music. He tried to block it out of his mind, but he knew it was hopeless. He eventually slipped out of bed and headed downstairs to find Sean playing the piano. His eyes squinted and blinked as they adjusted to the light. “You all right, mate?” he asked Sean from the doorway.<br><br>“You too? I can never sleep in a new place on the first night. You’d think a guy who doesn’t spend any time at home would be better at it. What are you playing?” <br><br>Mike was a musical dud. He didn’t listen to much, and he couldn’t play anything at all. Whenever he sung, people left the room. The last ship he’d been on had a Filipino crew, and it was their music he listened to. And here Sean was a musician. He had played with Bon Jovi! <br><br>Mike wandered off to the wet bar to find a bottle of liquor, and poured two glasses. He came back, giving one to Sean before he could apologize for waking him up. Mike didn’t mind. On a ship, you take sleep when you can get it, and it often comes in chunks of three or four hours at a time. He would have been lying if he said he had been sleeping soundly. <br><br>As Mike watched and listened to Sean play it got him musing. “You know, I’ve spent my entire life doing pretty much one thing. I never really thought about what I was missing out on.” He took a swig of his drink and asked Sean a question. “What do you think you’re going to miss most while you’re here?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>26-06-2012, 09:52:45</strong>
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				Sean was so intent on his playing, he didn't even notice that there was another person in the room until Mike loomed over him.<br><br>"Oh!" he said, stopping abruptly.&nbsp; "Sorry, man.&nbsp; I hope I didn't wake you up--"<br><br>But Mike was already pouring him a drink from the bar.&nbsp; "I just like to play sometimes.&nbsp; It helps me relax.&nbsp; If it bothers you guys, I won't do it--at least during the ass-crack of night."<br><br>He wondered if the idiom translated properly, and searched Mike's face for clues that it did.&nbsp; The last thing he wanted was to send mixed messages due to language differences.&nbsp; <br><br>Mike's question was a good one, and he mulled it over while he took a drink:&nbsp; Bush Mills, as it turned out. Damn good whiskey.&nbsp; "Probably my sister," he concluded.&nbsp; "Caitlinn.&nbsp; We were always pretty close.&nbsp; Neither of us got along all that well with our parents, so we had that in common."&nbsp; He swallowed.&nbsp; "What about you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 02:10:58</strong>
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				Mike took his glass and walked over to the glass doors leading out to the deck. He slid open the door and cool, humid sea air wooshed into the room. “You want to go down to the beach a minute?” <br><br>Mike slipped out the door beckoning Sean to follow. He stepped out barefoot onto the cool sand, the sky barely starting to lighten at the inevitable rise of the sun. Without much in the way of light pollution, the sky was a blanket of stars. A breeze rushes through the broad palm tree leaves that grew haphazardly around the beach. The waves counted time as the crashed against the beach in rhythm. <br><br>“The sea,” Mike said finally, taking in the sensual experience. “I’m going to miss the ocean,” he laughed softly at how crazy that must sound. “Remember when I said that I’ve spent my whole life pretty much doing one thing? Well, I’ve been doing the thing I love. I love shipping out every single time. I’ve lived my life on the ocean, and I’m going to miss that life.”<br><br>He let his senses take in the beach for a few moments. “This is going to be a nice run for you and Beth, ja?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 03:15:08</strong>
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				He stood up from the piano, taking his glass with him.&nbsp; He followed Mike out to the deck.&nbsp; &nbsp;There were only a few lights from the house, so he could easily see the stars in the night sky, scattered like diamonds upon a black velvet curtain.<br><br>"Wow," he said, looking up.&nbsp; "That's not something you see very often, in the city."&nbsp; <br><br>He swirled his drink around in its glass and took another sip.&nbsp; "You should have been born a fish," he jibed.&nbsp; In response to the question, he shrugged.&nbsp; "You and Katy are more than welcome to join us if you want," he said.&nbsp; "It's just something I do--try to wake up early and go running before it gets hot.&nbsp; I figured that it might be fun to exercise as a group, to get into a routine of doing something together."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 21:42:50</strong>
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				Mike and Sean stood looking at the clear night sky, and then Mike laughed and turned to him, “A fish, ja? Fish don’t get to swim around the world. They have a much easier time of avoiding storms. Fish never have to struggle with a loosened line. I love to swim. Perhaps you are right, ja?” He looked back out to the surf and the sea beyond and finished his drink. “Still, there are things on the land I like too much to really want to be a fish. Things that Katy and Beth can provide, for example,” he grinned. “I know you say that in humor, but really there are worse things on this Earth than being a fish, ja?” <br><br>“As for your run tomorrow,” Mike began again after a pause. “I would happily join you for a run, my friend. I enjoy a morning run more than a lot of things in this world, but I try to keep myself on a regular training schedule without being to obsessive about it, ya? So tomorrow I’m going to row. If you ever want a real workout, try it out sometime. I’ll teach you. It tears your body apart. Besides, you and Beth having a run together sounds nice, ja? You’ll have the opportunity to get closer to her emotionally, and I think you’ll like the dividends that pays. We’ll have plenty of time to do things as a foursome. Take this opportunity as an initial step to see what Beth is really like, and what you might like about her, and what she might like about you. With me around, you wouldn’t get half the insight you would otherwise. If Katy wakes up and you two are still gone, I’ll do the same with her, and we can swap notes when you get back, ja?” he laughed, giving Sean a friendly smack on the shoulder.<br><br>“Thanks for sharing a drink and a chat with me, mate. I think it’s only about three hours to sunrise, so I’m going to go try sleeping again. I’m going to try to get my things all organized tomorrow. We should be around in case Beth or Katy need any help moving or carrying anything. Laboring for a woman is a good way to get on her good side, but that’s just an old man talking, ja?” Mike smiled ironically. “Goodnight, mate.” Mike went back inside and washed out his tumbler and put it away, and headed back to his room to bed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>01-07-2012, 02:36:48</strong>
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				"Pffff, you're not so old," said Sean.&nbsp; &nbsp;He watched Mike leave, then finished the last of his drink while he stood there and gazed up at the stars.&nbsp; It was really a spectacular view; he felt a sudden twang of guilt.&nbsp; What had he done, to be chosen for this experiment?&nbsp; Why was he so lucky to get to spend so much time in such an awesome place with attractive people?&nbsp; There were so many who would kill to be in his position.<br><br>Perhaps that was just the whiskey talking, he thought.&nbsp; &nbsp;Rinsing out his glass like Mike did, he retreated back up the stairs and to his room.&nbsp; He sprawled out on his bed until finally sleep overcame him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>03-07-2012, 03:55:09</strong>
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				The next day came, specifically at 6:55 a.m. when the alarm dragged Sean forcibly out of the dream he was having, which involved an ex-girlfriend, a library, and, for some reason, a giraffe.&nbsp; Instantly he regretted telling Beth about his morning run--it made it quite difficult to roll over and go back to sleep when he'd already committed himself to it.&nbsp; So he dragged himself out of bed, waking up by degrees as he stumbled over to the bathroom to splash some water on his face.&nbsp; By the time he'd doused himself with a light spritzing of aftershave and rubbed antiperspirant under his arms, he was already feeling more alert.<br><br>Throwing on his favorite pair of gym shorts, a T-shirt, and some jogging shoes, he made his way down through the house to the beach.&nbsp; The morning sun was already above the horizon, but the world was so peaceful and still he just had to take a moment to bask in the beauty of it all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>03-07-2012, 07:11:52</strong>
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				Beth was out of bed with the first beep of the alarm despite the jet lag. She'd slept surprisingly well&nbsp; after recording her video diary, likely due to the wine, and felt excited about what the day had in store. She dressed in workout gear -- a snug pair of shorts that barely covered her shapely bottom and a tank top, both in black, and of course her trainers. She took her time smoothing her hair back and getting her ponytail just so -- in truth she was far more concerned with making a good showing of herself by not spoiling his run than in flirting but that didn't mean she didn't want to look her best.&nbsp; She brushed her teeth quickly then headed out, a bounce in her step, though she was stopped dead in her tracks when she got a load of the beach. It was breathtaking, like something off a postcard, not like any place she ever imagined herself being. After a moment she noticed Sean had arrived just before her and was similarly enjoying the view.&nbsp; She smiled and walked up to him.<br><br>"Good morning," she said, lightly touching his back. "This sure beats the treadmill. How did you sleep?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 03:51:55</strong>
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				"Good!" he said, which was more or less true.&nbsp; He had stayed up later than he should have done, and the crazy dreams he had had used up perfectly good sleep time that might have otherwise been better used, with the result that he was feeling a bit groggy and out of sorts.&nbsp; However, it was better to get into a good routine now, in order to get his biological clock used to it.<br><br>"Alright, I was thinking that we'd just take it easy, this being our first time."&nbsp; He squinted down the beach, where the early morning sunlight reflecting off of the breaking waves caused a blinding glitter of light.&nbsp; "Maybe we could just go a mile or so?&nbsp; See how things go?"<br><br>And with that, he was off.&nbsp; He jogged at an easy, leisurely pace, hopefully one that Beth could sustain.&nbsp; He had no intention of trying to outstrip her; rather, he was hoping to turn this into a fun ritual activity.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>06-07-2012, 02:20:12</strong>
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				"A mile sounds fine!" <em>Good morning to you too,</em> Beth thought as Sean wasted no time kicking it in gear then simply smiled and followed suit. He was being very kind in the pace he set, she suspected, but was glad not to have too much difficulty keeping up. The sand did pull at her feet a bit and while she didn't think it would make a difference at a mile, she suspected longer distances might&nbsp; be more tiring but it was well worth it to be out in the breeze and the early morning sun with the sound of the ocean in your ears.&nbsp; She ran abreast of him but was otherwise silent until they were on the second half of their workout.<br><br>"I think I might be good for more than a mile if you like," she said, a little breathless but not wholly out of breath. Clearly she looked the way she did because she was in good shape. "I still feel like someone's going to come and tap me on the shoulder and tell me they've made a mistake. If I keep running it'll be harder for them to catch me!"<br><br>She glanced over at him with a smile and decided she was determined to kiss him today, whether he liked it or not. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>06-07-2012, 23:36:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Needless to say, Sean had no intention whatsoever of brushing Beth off.&nbsp; The reason he had not returned her greeting in kind was that he was so struck by the beauty of the island under the morning sun, and so intent on his run, that he had simply not noticed the light touch on the back.&nbsp; In some ways, he could be rather dense.<br><br>He was pleased, however, when she easily kept pace with him.&nbsp; She was in good shape, as he was, much to his delight.&nbsp; Sean had always had a soft spot for the sporty type of women, women who never really bothered much with makeup or girly girl outfits.&nbsp; Give him a girl in a sports bra and a ponytail any day.&nbsp; <br><br>In fact, he had been so careful about keeping pace with her that she was starting to outstrip him.&nbsp; He laughed, and increased his gait a little faster,&nbsp; following Beth's lead.&nbsp; <br><br>They followed the beach for about a half mile or so until it ended abruptly, giving way to a steep incline and a rocky cliff.&nbsp; &nbsp;Naturally, they were forced to stop running, but ever adventurous, Sean wanted to see what was on the other side.&nbsp; Picking his way carefully from rock to rock, he ascended the cliff, then watched as Beth did the same.&nbsp; From the vantage point of the bluff, they could see the bay on the other side of the island.&nbsp; A natural rock formation had sealed off a tidepool from the rest of the bay, and within it, hundreds of brightly colored fish could be seen, glittering oranges and blues and greens ever moving, ever spiralling in an intricate underwater dance.<br><br>"Look at that view," Sean said.&nbsp; "It's simply gorgeous."<br><br>But he wasn't looking at the fish.&nbsp; He was looking at Beth, and grinning.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>08-07-2012, 23:25:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Running was one thing but she wasn't quite as certain about clambering over rocks and climbing and the like, but with Sean's encouragement and the promise of a view she didn't hesitate. She was glad she hadn't questioned herself as it wasn't as hard as it looked and the pay-off was something. She gazed out and the brilliant blue water, catching the glitters of color from the tidal pool, and wished she were an artist or a photographer or something to capture the moment more permanently. <br><br>"No kidding," Beth agreed as Sean commented on the view, not tearing her eyes away from the scene at first. "Pinch me, it's too good to be true."<br><br>She looked at him then and realized he was watching her not the scenery and she felt herself immediately warm. Her blue eyes took on a gleam to match the water below and she stepped into him, close enough that their bodies were brushing.<br><br>"Or you could kiss me instead, that's always an option," she said softly and bit her lip for a moment, watching his expression. "Or we could make it really interesting and you could do both."<br><br>A speculative smile turned into a grin and she reached out to wrap her arms around his waist as he considered his options.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>09-07-2012, 22:55:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Mike works out and makes breakfast in the [Kitchen].</strong><br><br>Mike woke up to a band of sunshine on the wall. He hadn’t slept well, but with the regimen he had set as his goal today, he would have no problem falling asleep that night. While he took a cold shower he looked down at the beach to see if he could see Sean and Beth, but they either went the other direction or had gone passed the point in view of the house. After the shower he found some clothes to wear, and went down to the kitchen to fill a water bottle. He wasted a moment looking around the house for Katy, but she was either still in bed or had gone running with Sean and Beth.<br><br>There was a pretty sophisticated looking ergometer in the exercise room, and that was exactly what he was looking to do. Setting the resistance was tricky, and Mike uttered that only the Swedes could have come up with such a contraption. He was mostly joking. He mounted the machine, set the seat to make it as simulated as possible, and set off. <br><br>Soon he was in a rhythm, and his core was tight and aching with each drive. The display in front of him showed him the amount of work he was performing, as well as the simulated linear distance and time. As he was going along, he would sprint for 500 meters, then recover for 200, then sprint again for another 500. 3600 meters or almost two nautical miles were covered this way, not including the warm up and cool down. <br><br>We he was finished his entire body was drenched, and his muscles were sculpted from being used so hard. His core was in searing pain, and his system flooded with endorphins. His skin was actually quite warm from the heat produced from his muscles working, turning his skin red. That was it for today. The ergometer showed he had spent 8.4Mj (just over 2000 Calories), and now he looked to start replacing some of that. He was famished and exausted.<br><br>The next time anyone saw him it would look like he was about to go on stage in a body building contest while he was making some crazy opaque yellow concoction in a blender.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>10-07-2012, 03:41:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sean had quite expected to make Annabeth blush with his bit of gratuitous flirting, but he hadn't quite expected the response that he got.&nbsp; The surprise, however, was an entirely pleasant one:&nbsp; it had always been a turn-on whenever women were aggressive, when they confidently made the first move--especially if they were as cute as Beth.&nbsp; &nbsp;His eyes widened a bit as she reached out to wrap her arms around his waist, and his complexion, already flushed and healthy from the jog, reddened just a bit more.&nbsp; He could naught but stare, mouth slightly agape, as she stepped closer to him.<br><br>Fortunately, he recovered his wits soon enough, and responded easily in kind, settling his own arms around her lower back in order to pull her against him.&nbsp; He studied her face for a moment, as if memorizing her features, and let go with one hand so as to be able to reach up and slide his fingers through her hair just above her left ear.&nbsp; By now, they were close enough to each other that all he had to do was crane his head forward a bit, and he would be kissing her.<br><br>"Deal," he said, tenderly.&nbsp; A mischievous twinkle danced in his eye, and he let the hand on her back drop.&nbsp; Seizing a bit of shorts-covered flesh between thumb and forefinger, he gave her a sharp pinch on her bum.<br><br>Before she could protest, however, he hauled her in, locking her in his embrace, and pressed his lips tightly against her own.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>11-07-2012, 08:58:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth jumped a little at Sean's decisive pinch but any protest she might have raised just came out as a muffled <em>meep</em> against his lips as he kissed her,&nbsp; pulling her close enough that the full length of her body was pressed up against him. It was a very nice kiss, the kind you lingered over and parted your lips just ever so slightly for the tiniest taste of tongue. It certainly warmed her up though and when they at last came up for air, her appetite was only whetted.<br><br>"I've never been very good at waiting," she said, sneaking her hands under his short to caress the skin at the small of his back. She kissed him again as if to illustrate her point, this time gently catching his lower lip between her teeth. "I hope that won't be a problem. Do you think it will be?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>12-07-2012, 04:37:04</strong>
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				<strong>Katy, in the morning</strong><br><br>Katy slept in, dozing for an hour even after sunlight filled her room and the sound of seagulls drifted in through an open window.&nbsp; They reminded her of the songbirds back home.&nbsp; Stretching languidly, her body moved with catlike grace.&nbsp; She didn't bother dressing, instead throwing a short satin robe over her body.&nbsp; Glancing at the clock hung across from the bed, she saw that it was late in the morning.&nbsp; Surely, she was the last of her new housemates to get up and moving.&nbsp; She wouldn't make it a regular habit, not if she wanted to go running with Sean on the beach some days.<br><br>Barefoot, she padded downstairs, ears alert for sound.&nbsp; She heard it coming from the right.&nbsp; Ah, the kitchen, if she was remembering the layout of the house correctly.&nbsp; She walked in to find Mike there alone, his sculpted chest glistening.&nbsp; He was standing in front of the blender, and she stopped in the doorway, silently watching him for a moment.&nbsp; They'd had such chemistry the night before, and she wondered if it would continue today or if there would be awkwardness between them.<br><br>She waited until there was a lull in the loud whirring sound before she said anything.&nbsp; "Good morning, Mikel."&nbsp; She walked into the kitchen, enjoying the feel of sun-kissed tile under her feet.&nbsp; Her lips curved into a small smile as she approached him, kissing his cheek.&nbsp; "Are Beth and Sean out running still?" she asked, pushing herself up so that she sat on the counter next to the blender.&nbsp; The look on her face was inquisitive as she glanced at the machine.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>12-07-2012, 23:54:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Ah. There you are. I thought you may have decided to go running with them.” The blender stopped churning and Mike pulled out two glasses and poured the liquid into both evenly as he smiled at her.<br><br>“I have something prepared for all of us. A seven day detox, followed by a change in diet. Everyone will stay lean and gain strength. It’s a concoction I invented myself to bulk up. It’s a ratio of lean and fatty proteins with amino acids and secosteroids. It’s laced with essential vitamins and minerals that will get those toxins out of your body, and unlock its full potential. See?” Mike flexed his bicep impressively.<br><br>“Raw eggs, thirteen fruit and vegetable juices, dietary fibers, and boosted calories for energy from muscle milk. Have three glasses of this a day, and give me eight weeks. I’ll guarantee you’ll have never felt better in your whole life.”<br><br>He slid the glass across the counter to Katy, and took a big gulp from his glass ending with a big gasp. He watched Katy carefully, a cow smile starting to keep across his face. “Relax,” he smiled fully, “it’s orange juice and crushed ice. I’m not a crazy muscle head.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>13-07-2012, 01:58:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Katy and Mike in the kitchen</strong><br><br>Katy listened to Mike's description of what was in the blender, her nose crinkling at the mention of raw eggs.&nbsp; She'd grown up with parents who were unconventional, hippies even... but a girl had to have rules, and one of hers was no raw eggs.&nbsp; "Mike," she started, wondering how he'd take her refusal to participate in his odd detox program, but then he interrupted her, laughing and explaining.<br><br>She shook her head, her smile wry.&nbsp; What a quirky sense of humor he had.&nbsp; It was still a surprise, this soldier who seemed serious and even curt in the way he wrote being a prankster.&nbsp; "You had me going there," she confessed, wondering if it would always be that way, him taking her by surprise and getting one over on her.&nbsp; Picking up the glass of frothy liquid, she eyed Mikel and then took a cautious whiff of the contents.&nbsp; Okay, definitely orange juice.&nbsp; Her eyes were filled with mirth as she took a sip.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 06:19:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Sean, 1/4 mile away from the house with Beth</strong><br><br>Sean studied the blond in his arms as he felt her hands slip beneath his shirt to play at the small of his back.&nbsp; It felt good, in the way that only the touch of another person can feel.&nbsp; Unconsciously, he arched his spine, like a purring cat being stroked.&nbsp; This meant that he thrust out his chest, crushing it against the woman.<br><br><em>Careful, Sean, careful,</em> he thought.&nbsp; While he had no complaints whatsoever about kissing Beth, he was genuinely worried about coming across too strongly.&nbsp; She was not going to be a one-night stand; she was a fascinating, intriguing person.&nbsp; Sean looked forward to getting to know her--<em>really</em> getting to know her--to find out who she was, where she came from, and what she thought of this grand experiment to which that they had all voluntarily subjected themselves.<br><br>Then he thought: there are many ways to get to know a person, right?<br><br>His hands sunk lower, until their locked grip rested snugly on her bottom.&nbsp; He looked into her eyes.<br><br>"No," he said.&nbsp; &nbsp;He kissed her again, this time parting his teeth enough to sneak his tongue between her lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 14:22:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Mike and Katy in the [Kitchen] over orange juice</strong><br><br>As Mike watched Katy’s wary senses take in her orange juice, he studied her face and features more carefully. Dusk, darkness, and candlelight soften the skin and features of anyone, and Katy had looked amazing last night in those conditions. But now she was in the brightness of day, and just out of bed at that. <br><br>“You’re not wearing any makeup are you?” Mike asked. “You’re one of the most naturally beautiful women I’ve ever seen.” He realized he was thinking out loud. “I don’t mean to make you feel self-conscious,” he apologized. “I’m going to go wash out this workout so I don’t stink up the place. I was going to have some breakfast after that. After breakfast I was going to unpack and organize my things. There are some big crates out there that need to be broken down, ja? Let me know if you need help with anything. I’m a big strong man, ja?” he laughed, pretending his glass of orange juice weighed three metric tons. Prior to his departure, Mike leaned in and kissed Katy's cheek in fondness, just as she had given him at her arrival. His worn sailor's hand slipped over hers in the process. "I'll be back in a few minutes," he said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>15-07-2012, 19:02:37</strong>
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				<strong>Katy with Mike</strong><br><br>Katy blinked in surprise at Mike's compliment.&nbsp; He thought her beautiful?&nbsp; It pleased her, of course.&nbsp; She wanted to be attractive to her housemates, and the affirmation warmed her.&nbsp; <br><br>She smiled at him; they all had some unpacking to do, and it seemed as logical a thing to spend the day doing as anything else.&nbsp; But the thought of spending her first day in the house alone in her room didn't appeal to her.&nbsp; She'd already showered the night before.&nbsp; She supposed she could work out, but again, hanging out alone didn't seem so great.<br><br>"How about I eat some breakfast while you shower," she suggested, "and then maybe I can help you unpack?&nbsp; If you want some help, that is."&nbsp; She shifted her hand, tangling his fingers with his, looking at his hand against hers.&nbsp; She was relieved that the closeness and attraction between them had not dissipated overnight.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>15-07-2012, 22:30:14</strong>
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				<strong>Beth, 1/4 mile away from the house with Sean</strong><br>Beth was a physical girl, she always had been. The physicality you had with someone always spoke louder to her than words and while that had gotten her in trouble in her youth, older and wiser it was something she accepted about herself now that she was more clear-headed and able to apply a little more common sense to it. She was no longer foolish enough to think that sex would fix anything and yet feeling his hands slide down over her nicely rounded ass was a definite reassurance. And the <em>no</em> that followed, the kiss...his acceptance infused her with a sense of well-being. Not to mention revved her engines, of course.<br><br>Her lips parted for him and she was all too happy to tangle her tongue with his, her hands sliding up the bare skin of his back beneath his shirt. Her body pressed to his so closely it was if it was sculpted there but she was otherwise not inclined to rush this kiss regardless of how her heart seemed to pound a little harder with each passing moment.&nbsp; Sean was funny and adventurous and smart...and attracted to her -- it really couldn't be much better for day two. She sighed happily as the kiss dissolved and pulled her hands around to slide her palms up his chest, sparing a glance down at the rocky ground beneath him which, to be pragmatic, wasn't exactly welcoming.<br><br>"I can't wait," she murmured then laughed and reached out for his hand to tug him into motion. "But I don'y need any pointy rocks in my bum. Come on!"<br><br>She flashed him a bright smile and started&nbsp; back down toward the beach.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 00:32:32</strong>
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				<strong>Mike and Katy in the [Kitchen]</strong><br><br>Mike couldn’t help but smile at the offer of Katy’s help. “Of course, I’m always happy for the help, and then we can you organized, too. I don’t know about you, but I’m looking forward to making this place more like a home than the house we’re all living in for the next two years. I’ll be done with a shower in a few minutes, and it won’t look like I just went running with the bulls.” He smiled at her, playing with her hand where they touched, and their eyes met. “I don’t know what you’re planning for breakfast, but would you make enough for two? I’ll be back down to help when I’m not so nasty, ja?” Mike kissed her cheek and slipped away. His workout was already a distant memory. He was really attracted to Katy, and now she was the only thing occupying his mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 01:59:46</strong>
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				<strong>Katy, alone in the kitchen, day 2</strong><br><br>Katy looked in the refrigerator and pantry, familiarizing herself with the layout of the kitchen in the process.&nbsp; The night before, Mike had taken care of dinner, so she didn't know where anything was yet.&nbsp; In the corner, on a small built-in desk made of granite, there was a computer set up.&nbsp; It was supposed to be so that they could order supplies that would be delivered to them once every two weeks by boat, she remembered that from the instructions they'd been given.&nbsp; Everything would be left at the boathouse.<br><br>The kitchen seemed to be well-stocked, filled with tropical fruits and vegetables.&nbsp; She found packages of meat, all labeled neatly, dated with a black marker.&nbsp; Recipe books with instructions on how to make everything from cocktails to meals to freshly-baked breads lined a bookshelf above the desk.<br><br>She pulled out a basket filled with eggs and a package of ham.&nbsp; Digging in the refrigerator, she found a block of cheese, and by the time Mike returned, she was finishing up making omelets for them both.&nbsp; She'd considered cooking breakfast for Beth and Sean, too, but she wasn't sure where they were and none of them had fallen into schedules and routines yet.<br><br>When she heard footsteps sound behind her, she turned from the stove and flashed a smile.&nbsp; "I was just finishing up.&nbsp; The others aren't back yet."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 02:34:28</strong>
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				<strong>Katy and Mike eating breakfast in the [Kitchen]</strong><br><br>Mike came back down from an ice cold shower and was looking much more human. He was in bare feet, denim shorts and a t-shirt, casual and comfortable. “It smells great down here. What are you making?” he asked. When he found out it was omelets he was really excited. “It might surprise you to know I’ve never had an omelet. They aren’t very popular in Denmark.”<br><br>“This ham is perfect,” he said, taking a bite. “Wow. This is really good. I like eggs a lot, I’ve just never had an omelet.” He laughed softly. “Ham, cheese, and eggs. It seems a very American dish. You have had this a lot at home, ja? It’s absolutely delicious.”<br><br>As he ate, he started a new line of conversation. “So I have a bit of a problem,” he said. “When you live on a ship you have to carry just about all of your belongings in a single bag. I think it’s a sea bag in English. So I really don’t have very much with me, and nothing to really hang on my walls, nothing to make it feel like home. When I lived with a woman before, she made an effort to hang things on the walls to make it feel less like a prison, ja? So I saw on your questionnaire that you are a painter. Think you might like to paint something to hang on my wall?” He didn’t mean to put her talent on the spot, but Mike was genuine in his request. “If you don’t want to, that’s cool, too. But I thought if you were going to paint while you were here anyway, it might be nice to hang some of it up. I can even make framing for it. I’m good at working with wood and metal.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 04:35:12</strong>
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				<strong>Katy and Mike in the kitchen</strong><br><br>Katy's smile broadened at Mike's praise for the food she'd cooked.&nbsp; "Your first omelet, even with all of your travel?" she asked.&nbsp; "I'm really pleased you like it.&nbsp; I was telling you last night about how my parents are vegan, so I grew up not eating stuff like this.&nbsp; Now, though, I love eggs.&nbsp; This is my Sunday morning indulgence.&nbsp; I make mine vegetarian, so this one doesn't have the chopped ham in it."&nbsp; <br><br>She scooped a bite of her omelet up on her fork and offered it to him to taste.&nbsp; "I know the red meat adds a lot of flavor.&nbsp; If you're ever feeling adventurous and we can get the ingredients out here, I'll make my favorite one for you some time.&nbsp; It's a Mexican one Sam, my ex-husband, used to make.&nbsp; Fresh jalapenos and onions, some tomatoes, white Mexican cheese.&nbsp; And he made his with a spicy sausage called chorizo."<br><br>They ate for a few moments, and then Mike changed the subject to her art.&nbsp; "I'd love to paint for you," she responded.&nbsp; She immediately knew what she wanted to create for him.&nbsp; He was a man of the sea, and he was land bound now for two years, even if he was surrounded on all sides by his ocean.&nbsp; She wanted to bring to him a sense of what he must consider his "home" to be.&nbsp; "The boat," she said, "if you think you'd like it.&nbsp; The one at the boathouse."&nbsp; She already had the image in mind, four figures sailing in the cove, or perhaps even in the open ocean.&nbsp; "And with a custom frame, I don't have to worry about what size to make it."<br><br>Finishing up her meal, she wiped her mouth with a napkin.&nbsp; "I'm hoping I can ask you for a favor in return.&nbsp; I saw that you play pool, and that we got a pool table.&nbsp; Will you teach me how to play at some point?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 10:15:45</strong>
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				<strong>Sean, still running on the beach with Beth</strong><br><br>Just like that, as quickly as she had come on to him, the blond had coquettishly slipped out of his embrace.&nbsp; Sean blinked, but then laughed when Beth pointed out that rolling around on top of a bunch of sharp, jagged rocks would probably end up leaving them with scrapes and cuts in places less than desirable.&nbsp; He could only imagine what Mike and Katy would say if the two were to come back with lacerations.&nbsp; While it would certainly make for an interesting story, it probably wouldn't be a good start to their second day.<br><br>He helped Beth climb down from the cliff.&nbsp; It appeared that there was no other way around it, at least nothing that they could get to easily, and so there didn't seem to be any alternative but to go back the way they had come.<br><br>"Well, half a mile is better than nothing," said Sean, breaking back into a jog.&nbsp; And it wasn't like they were running on grass or smooth black top, either; their feet sank into the sand with every step, adding an element of difficulty to the run.&nbsp; "C'mon, first one back to the house gets to do Jello shots off of the loser."&nbsp; He increased his pace a bit, glancing back to see if Beth would do the same.<br><br>As he ran, he thought about the experiment.&nbsp; He really, really liked Beth.&nbsp; &nbsp;She and he seemed to have instant chemistry.&nbsp; In any other circumstances, he would easily have dated her; as it was, within the confines of the experiment, he wondered how it would play out with Mike and Katy, how it would affect the interactions with the others.&nbsp; He supposed he would just have to wait and see.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 22:58:06</strong>
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				<strong>Mike and Katy finish up breakfast in the [Kitchen] and spot Sean and Beth on the [Beach]</strong><br><br>Mike had to admit that he was intrigued by chorizo. It was something else he had never had. The Danes were notoriously bland eaters, and had served with Danish officers for the vast majority of his cruises, and thus the bland cuisine came with them. Mike had picked up some tips and tricks here and there, but he had to admit that Katy had hit the spot with her omelet. He couldn’t have chosen something more to his liking to make for himself. He even asked her if she would make another one for him the next morning.<br><br>“The boathouse,” he smiled at the suggestion. “I can see it from my room, ja? I love the idea. I don’t want to impose on you too much, but I would like that very much.”<br><br>When he was finished he took Katy’s plate and cutlery and washed their dishes in the sink. “Oh I think I see Beth and Sean out there on the beach,” he said, spotting them from the window. “They must be on their way back from their run. It looks like it was a beautiful morning for a run.” When he was finished with the dishes he began looking at the crazy coffee maker they had. He thought it another over-complicated Swedish machine. “Do you like coffee, Katy? I wonder if Sean and Beth do? They might like tea. They’re from the Ireland and the UK, ja? This machine is crazy. It looks like it makes only one cup of coffee at a time. Why would they make a machine like that? It seems very inefficient. That would explain the little yhogurt cups that are actually coffee, though. I’ll make myself a cup first just in case the whole thing goes wrong, eh? Sailors can drink coffee no matter how bad it is.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>18-07-2012, 00:24:30</strong>
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				<strong>Katy with Mike in the kitchen</strong><br><br>Katy looked out of the floor-to-ceiling bay windows that surrounded them, seeing Beth and Sean returning from their run.&nbsp; "I love coffee," she admitted, laughing at Mike's puzzlement over the Keurig.&nbsp; "I'm sure we can add a regular coffee pot into our supply list for the next delivery if you'd prefer that," she said.&nbsp; "Although the variety you can get with that machine is pretty good."<br><br>She looked again out the window, seeing that the others were closer now.&nbsp; "If the do drink coffee, a bigger pot may actually make sense.&nbsp; Sean's Irish, but he grew up in the States.&nbsp; I actually like both.&nbsp; There's a tea blend that they sell in Seattle at Pike Place Market that tastes like oranges and spices.&nbsp; It's pretty amazing.&nbsp; Do you like tea?"<br><br>Wondering if Beth and Sean would be hungry, she stood, walking to the refrigerator and taking out the eggs.&nbsp; She could whip up some breakfast for them, too, while they cleaned up if they wanted.&nbsp; And she'd still help Mike with the unpacking, but if the others wished to do something together that afternoon, maybe the boxes could wait. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>20-07-2012, 04:20:21</strong>
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				<strong>Beth, with Sean, not quite at the house</strong><br><br>"I have rather sidetracked things, haven't I?" Beth observed with a laugh, obviously not feeling too badly about it if she had. Once they&nbsp; made their way back down to the beach she fell into step with him again as he broke into an easy jog and headed back toward the house. She actually had meant only to lure him back down to the sand not back to the house but that was one of those little miscues that was bound to happen between people who didn't know each other very well. She was smiling to herself as the house came in sight and kicked in a little burst of speed to get just ahead of him. She hoped the view would distract him enough to forget about the house. She veered off toward the boat house, glancing back over her shoulder with an inviting grin.<br><br>"Humor me?" she called back to him but didn't wait for an answer and didn't stop until she was at the boathouse door.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>20-07-2012, 08:19:23</strong>
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				As he expected, Beth put on some speed, passing him on the way back.&nbsp; Smiling, he pushed his pace as well, intent on turning it into a real race.<br><br>However, what he <em>didn't</em> expect was for Beth to take a detour, and head to the boathouse instead.&nbsp; Of course, he followed.&nbsp; He slowed to a jog as they approached the boathouse, curious to see what she had in mind. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 14:30:02</strong>
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				<strong>Mike watches Beth and Sean near the [Boathouse] from the [Kitchen] with Katy</strong><br><br>“Well nevermind,” Mike said, coffee in hand. “It looks like they’re headed to the dock. I wonder what they’re up to?” Mike took a closer look at Beth, as was his wont. <em>My God that woman is flying marvelous colors,</em> he said to himself in sailor’s parlance.<br><br>When it finally came into his mind what was about to happen, he was immediately aroused. It felt almost embarrassing to be so in front of Katy; he wondered if she could tell…if she could see it. Mike took a sip of his strong black coffee, but he didn’t taste anything. It may as well have just been hot water in a mug. Mike’s senses were focused elsewhere. He wasn’t supposed to watch, but he couldn’t look away. <br><br>The door of the boathouse was a barrier he didn’t want. Beth was going to open it, Sean would follow her. They would slip inside and close the door, and Mike would be robbed of his arousal. He couldn’t believe what this scene was doing to him. With all his experience with women, he had never been a voyeur, and had no idea it would course through him like erotic flame. As he took another sip of his coffee he imagined Sean’s touch on Beth’s body, roaming her flesh with his hands and mouth, disrobing her as if he were unwrapping a present on Christmas morning. Mike was hard and throbbing in his sorts from the fantasy. For the first time in years he found himself actually craving sex. Voyeurism had struck an erotic chord in him he didn’t even knew he had, and it made him wonder what else had been missing from his sex life all these years. <br><br>He turned to look at Katy, wondering if she had noticed Beth and Sean; if she had noticed how hard it had made Mike to watch them, to infer what they might be about to do. It was possibly the most erotic moment Mike had had in his whole life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 02:10:31</strong>
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				<strong>Katy with a very aroused Mike</strong><br><br>Katy heard Mike's voice from by the window telling her the others had detoured, and she put the eggs back in the refrigerator, shutting the door and turning.&nbsp; She walked over toward the window to join him, seeing that Beth and Sean ran toward the boathouse they'd just been discussing.&nbsp; Her lips curved up in a knowing little smile.&nbsp; The physical attraction was a good thing, a positive start to a relationship with would include so much more.&nbsp; <br><br>As she reached the bay window, he turned to look at her, and Katy stopped in her tracks.&nbsp; <em>Oh, my.</em>&nbsp; Mike was aroused.&nbsp; She didn't have to look at his body to tell, for she could sense it in the hunger in his gaze and the way his nostrils flared.&nbsp; Too, she didn't have to wonder what had caused it.&nbsp; Beth and Sean were both beautiful, and the thought of what their solitude in the boathouse could lead to could easily be a turn-on.<br><br>She did not shy away from Mike and what he was feeling, and neither did she balk at the fact that it was another woman who caused the stirring within him.&nbsp; She had grown up with women who set an example for her, and it was to share without jealousy and competition.&nbsp; If things went as Katy wanted them to, Mike and Sean would someday love her and Beth, and the two women would be partners in that joy.<br><br>If just the thought of what Sean and Beth might do together could get Mike into such a state, Katy wondered how he would react to the first time he saw them together, or the first time Beth became aroused because of Sean and sought Mike out to sate her.&nbsp; She thought he would be able to handle it just fine, from his reaction here in the kitchen.&nbsp; It was yet another sign for her that this experiment had a chance to be successful, that perhaps she would find her family on this island.<br><br>She met his gaze, her own straightforward.&nbsp; There was no need to be coy.&nbsp; Sex was going to be a part of this experience, and Katy was just as comfortable with it happening sooner rather than later, whether it was between Sean and Beth or her and Mike, or any other combination of the four of them.&nbsp; <br><br>"It seems as if their run was good.&nbsp; They seem to be getting along, huh?" she said, her voice smooth and playful.&nbsp; She stepped up, plucking his coffee cup from his hand and setting it aside, wondering if he'd want more permission than that to kiss her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 00:54:15</strong>
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				The boathouse was more a covered dock than building, with lots of open windows for natural light so it afforded some shelter from the elements but wasn't exceptionally private, especially when eyes were intent upon spying. Beth opened the door but did not even get through it before wrapping her arms around Sean and falling back against the door jamb with him, her kiss deep and full of intent. She didn't pause to explain herself, she hoped there would be no need, but took his hand and stepped inside. She gave him a wicked little smile as the door closed.<br><br>"I'm not craving breakfast at the moment," she said a bit breathlessly, reaching for the hem of his T-shirt and pulling it off over his head if he'd let her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 21:50:34</strong>
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				<strong>Sean, with Beth in the boathouse</strong><br><br>Sean's curiosity was quickly enough sated; they had barely reached the boathouse when the blond girl was upon him, throwing her arms around him and seizing his mouth.&nbsp; It caught him off-guard, but pleasantly so; he braced her against him, wrapping his own arms around her lower back.&nbsp; He glanced backward as she closed the door behind them, wondering if Mike and Katy had seen them.<br><br>He had no response for Beth other than a boyish grin, as she slipped hands underneath his shirt and nudged it up.&nbsp; He certainly didn't resist, lifting his arms accommodatingly, his guitar pick necklace and his tattoo appearing as the cloth was shrived from his arms.&nbsp; &nbsp;Beth was in the driver's seat, and that was just fine with him; he wanted to see where she would have them go.&nbsp; Desperately fishing for something witty to say, all he could come up with was, "that's all right.&nbsp; I'm not hungry, either."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 07:20:42</strong>
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				<strong>Beth, with Sean, the boathouse</strong><br><br>"Oh good, we wouldn't want you starved," she teased softly, tossing his shirt away then kissed him again, pressing forward until he backed up against the wall. With another cheeky grin she grabbed the hem of her own shirt which soon flew off to join his. She made as quick work of her sports bra and this time there was no water to obscure the view of her perky, perfectly proportioned breasts which were soon crushed against his bare chest as she embraced him again. As her tongue darted out, teasing at his lips, she pivoted slowly until it was her back against the wall and he was looming over her. "Have I scared you off yet?"<br><br>It seemed another tease and yet there was just a hint of worry in her eyes though it didn't stop her from sliding her hands down his torso to bring her fingers to rest over the waistband of his shorts.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 22:56:39</strong>
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				<strong>Mike and Katy</strong><br><br>Mike smiled when Katy pushed the coffee cup to the side. It helped to ease the pang of embarrassment of being caught aroused from watching Sean and Beth together in foreplay. The way her eyes looked up at him she didn’t seem to mind, and it helped rebound his confidence instantly. Katy’s expression was tormentingly beautiful, her brown eyes daring him to take what he wanted, touch what he wanted. <br><br>And he did. His hands wrapped around the short satin robe she wore, and he pulled her tight against his frame. His fingers fanned across her back as their lips met, and he tasted her for the first time. Mike didn’t know just how aroused he was until he felt Katy’s body against his own. Her skin was warm and smooth, and her body promised pleasures Mike hadn’t felt in a long time. <br><br>Mike liked Katy; he had already started to feel a bond forming with her. Perhaps it was from his time at sea, where you met new people all the time and suddenly you had to trust them implicitly up to and including with your own life. In Mike’s mind, he and Katy were embarking upon a two year voyage in this kiss. His lips purred against hers as he tasted her. He was eager but slow, taking his time to feel how her lips suctioned against his; how her body reacted to his hold. In an instant Beth and Sean were forgotten, and only Katy existed, and only this moment mattered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 01:48:37</strong>
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				<strong>Katy and Mike in the kitchen kissing</strong><br><br>Molding her body against his, he left no doubt as to his arousal.&nbsp; Katy could feel Mike's hard length pressing against her, and then his lips descended, hot and hungry against her own.&nbsp; This was no tentative first kiss between people who were almost strangers, but instead a kiss between a man and a woman who were confident in their knowledge that they would be lovers.<br><br>She was not passive in his embrace, her arms coming up to wrap around his neck.&nbsp; The position pressed her even closer to him, an invitation to continue and a signal that she enjoyed his attention.&nbsp; Her hand brushed against short hair at his nape, but she did not notice, her concentration only on how his lips felt.&nbsp; They were soft and demanding, and she kissed him with the same eagerness he displayed, sucking on his lips as she pulled away, only to come back in the next moment for more.<br><br>Her body reacted, too, her arms clinging to him and her nipples tightening.&nbsp; He tasted of coffee, the dark flavor lingering on him.&nbsp; She didn't know how long they stayed like that, lips and bodies molded together, but when they finally pulled apart, she looked up at him, her eyes stormy.&nbsp; And this time, when she leaned back towards him, it was with her lips parted.&nbsp; They kissed again, and she licked his bottom lip, tasting him sensually, eager to learn what he liked and how he liked it.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>29-07-2012, 01:50:58</strong>
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				How quickly things had progressed from an innocent run on the beach!&nbsp; Sean wondered if Beth had been planning this all along, or if it had just been a decision on the spur of the moment, an impromptu succumbing to overpowering temptation.&nbsp; All things considered, things were moving perhaps just a bit too quickly for his liking; on the other hand, however, he had to admit that the blond's breasts felt quite nice crushed up against his chest.<br><br>He took his cue when she pivoted, exchanging their positions, and pressed her back up against the boathouse wall.&nbsp; Sean had ample experience playing both the aggressive and passive roles, sexually speaking--he would have used the words Dominant and submissive, except that he knew enough to know that those words belonged to a whole different realm altogether, descriptors in their own right--and he was content to change back and forth between the two, depending on his mood.&nbsp; He put his palms on her shoulders, and slid them down, along her bare arms. When they got to her wrists, he seized them, bringing her arms up and over her head, effectively pinning her against the wall.&nbsp; That done, he smiled, impishly, and moved his head back so that his lips were out of kissing range while still being teasingly close.&nbsp; And with her body crushed up against the wall by his own,&nbsp; she could only crane her neck forward so far.<br><br>He teased her this way for about a minute, while looking about for a flat surface, some convenient place upon which to ratchet things up to the next level.&nbsp; &nbsp; There, over in the corner--a crafting table, relatively free from debris.&nbsp; He walked backward, taking her with him, turning her around yet again so that when they got to the table she would have no choice but to be pushed up on it.<br><br>He swept it with his arm first, however, making sure that it was relatively splinter free (after all, it would not be a good idea to riddle poor Beth's back with splinters upon their first liaison!) and, additionally, to clear away some of the dust.&nbsp; Then he released her wrists, wrapping his arms instead around her bottom, lifting her with a mighty heave up and onto the table.<br><br>She was eased back, gently but firmly, onto the wooden plane, so that she was lying prone, and once she was in that position he turned his attention to her feet.&nbsp; Her shoes and socks were removed, one by one, and discarded upon the ground; then he ran his hand along her legs, along and underneath them, inspecting her calves, her knees, her thighs.&nbsp; Sean liked to see good legs on a girl, and Beth's were certainly very nice.&nbsp; <br><br>Once he had finished his inspection, he leaned over the table and kissed her again, Romeo and Juliet-style.&nbsp; His guitar pick pendant bounced off her chin as he leaned down, eliciting a laugh, but it wasn't long before hands were once again roaming, wandering over the nooks and crannies of her body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>29-07-2012, 16:23:00</strong>
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				The teasing lick of Katy’s tongue made set Mike’s core aflame. He captured her mouth with his, and sucked on her tongue. His hands whipped open her robe aggressively, his hands palming, then clutching her breasts. Her skin there was even softer and silkier than up at her neck. He pulled his hands away only to take his own shirt off. After it came over his head he caught the vision of Katy’s open rope presenting the lure of her body underneath.<br><br>Mike wasted a moment looking to the boathouse. Beth and Sean had disappeared, and Mike found his opportunity. He started opening his shorts as he gazed at Katy, hoping this was exactly what they both wanted. He had been attracted to Katy from the start, and now he wanted to become a part of her. <br><br>Now naked, Mike moved back to Katy and turned her around so she was facing away from him. His lips kissed where her shoulder met her neck, and his hard, fleshy cock pressed against the round of her ass. With his touch he guided Katy over to the breakfast table, his hands roaming her body, exploring, taking. From where they were positioned they could see the door of the boathouse, so they knew exactly just how long they had.<br><br>With his hand Mike bent Katy over the table just slightly with a little push. He wet his fingers with the other hand and slipped them into Katy’s crotch from the front, finding out exactly how wet she was for him in that moment. He continued to kiss her back, neck and shoulder as his loins pressed her to the table edge, his fingers gentle as they probed her folds and played with her clit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>02-08-2012, 05:34:57</strong>
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				<strong>Beth, with Sean, the boathouse</strong><br>It was delicious when Sean took things into his own hand, savoring the lovely stretch of her body as he held her hands against the wall and pressed in on her. She squirmed as he denied her his lips, his tease very much having the desired effect, her hardened nipples scraping against his chest in their closeness. A slow smile spread across her face as he angled her about and she felt his arms wrap around her ass to lift her up onto the table. She thought to kiss him at last but it was not to be as he busied himself with her socks and shoes as she propped herself up on her elbows to watch. Everybody always had a theory on how to win a heart or turn a head, whether it was flowers or jewelry or doing the dishes every once in awhile that would win a woman's affection but Beth had always found you could never predict that moment when you would look at a man and feel that pull. Nor was it usually the kind of gesture one would expect to draw this reaction. Sometimes it was something as simple as a man about to get some who took a minute to take off your shoes and socks. Any other man she'd ever dated would have thrown her on the table and peeled off her shorts as fast as possible to get what he wanted, especially when she had been the one coming on like gangbusters. Her skin warmed as he stroked her legs, apparently liking what he saw, but she was glad when he at last came back for a kiss.<br><br>"Hey!" she protested softly then laughed as his guitar pick bounced off her chin before she wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him as her full lips were crushed against his. She was certainly responding to his touch, her body rising to meet his hands, but somewhere in the midst of it she began to feel kind of...guilty. She propped herself back up on her elbows again, her blue eyes looking troubled. "Sean? I'm sorry, you're being so sweet...you took off my shoes!...and I was just mauling you like a raging nymphomaniac. Do you find me very shocking, behaving that way? Because you should know, I have a really good feeling about you. I like you, I do. I think you could be really good for me, and I want you to know that...it's not me just...I don't know...being a grabby hose beast."<br><br>She chewed on her plump lower lip, looking a bit vulnerable as she wondered what he would say, her expression insanely alluring when coupled with her tousled flaxen hair and the light streaming through the boathouse window and bathing her bare breasts.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>05-08-2012, 10:29:13</strong>
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				Sean paused, while he struggled for the right response.&nbsp; Of course, with his natural boyish good looks and easygoing charm, he had certainly had his share of experience in intimate moments like these.&nbsp; That didn't mean that he did not commit more than his share of mistakes.&nbsp; More than once he had talked himself right out of a girl's bed and/or her heart by saying exactly the wrong thing at the wrong time.<br><br>"I like you too, Beth," he said, slowly, as if tasting each word on his tongue.&nbsp; "A lot.&nbsp; You strike me as, I dunno...<em>complicated.</em>&nbsp; That's not a bad thing by any means; it just makes you all the more interesting.&nbsp; In normal circumstances, I could very easily see myself hooking up with you.&nbsp; And I won't lie; I <em>love</em> aggressive women."&nbsp; He snickered.<br><br>"But this experiment...I've never done anything like it before.&nbsp; &nbsp;I want very much to get to know you, but I want to get to know Mike and Katy too.&nbsp; I guess I'm afraid that, if we go too fast, we'll be all over each other and then when the time comes to...well, spend time with someone else, one of us will get jealous. So, y'know, if you really want to do this..." he looked into her eyes, closely, searching for something to hold onto, some gleam of understanding there, "well, I'm game.&nbsp; I think, though, that we might want to slow down, just a bit."<br><br>He blinked, and looked down.&nbsp; The whole time he had been talking, his hands had been groping and palpitating her breasts, squeezing and stroking, acting almost independently, making, in fact, a complete liar out of him and negating what he had just said.<br><br>"Then again," he sighed.&nbsp; "I might just be so full of shit."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>05-08-2012, 17:53:40</strong>
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				<strong>Katy with Mike in the kitchen</strong><br><br>In a flash, Mike turned from exploratory to demanding, giving Katy insight into who he was as a lover.&nbsp; As he turned her, her body responded, humming to life, preparing for his entry.&nbsp; His lips traced along her nape, and she could feel his shaft nudge her ass, and then she was being guided to the table in a move so smooth, it barely registered that she was moving.&nbsp; His hands touched her in the most delicious ways, and her breathing was ragged, her back arching when he bent her over.<br><br>A low moan escaped her lips when his fingers brushed against her clit.&nbsp; She knew he could feel how wet she'd become for him, how needy her body was in that moment.&nbsp; Her naked breasts pressed against the smooth wood of the table, hard nipples pebbling even further.&nbsp; She knew that he was ready too, his breathing as heavy as his weight on her.&nbsp; He was going to fuck her, and he was going to be amazing at it. And she wanted it.<br><br>Except she didn't.&nbsp; She looked at the door of the boathouse, imagining Sean and Beth in there.&nbsp; What were they doing?&nbsp; Sharing kisses as she and Mike had been a moment ago?&nbsp; Or would they emerge any moment, coming into the house to find her bent over a table being fucked from behind?&nbsp; What would they think?<br><br>For Katy, that was what made her pull back.&nbsp; If she walked in on Sean and Beth in that moment in this position, she would be disappointed.&nbsp; She had come here not to seek permission for two years of open sex, but rather to find love.&nbsp; There was no need to rush, not into fast, hard sex someone might have with a one night stand.&nbsp; She was hot for Mike.&nbsp; She wanted him.&nbsp; There could be no denial of that, not to him or herself.&nbsp; But not like this, watching a door and imagining two other lovers.&nbsp; When she joined with Mike, or with Beth or Sean for the first time, she wanted an experience that was as intimate as it was sexual, and that mean slowing things down and taking her time to really explore this.<br><br>"Mike, wait," she said, her voice tight with desire that she fought.&nbsp; She turned in his arms, looking into his eyes squarely.&nbsp; "I want you badly," she admitted, a smile playing on her lips, "but I need to slow down.&nbsp; Just a little."&nbsp; Leaning forward, she pressed her lips against his chest, keeping contact with him, hoping he'd understand that she didn't want to stop.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>09-08-2012, 01:41:25</strong>
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				Mike’s ego sent out an S.O.S. What had just happened here? He was surprised by Katy’s words, by the dual game of ego soothing she was trying to play. Clearly he had misread her, and he was embarrassed about it. He liked to take charge sexually, and that desire was what he thought he had seen in Katy before she had fouled the rudder. Now Mike was turning in circles.<br><br>His initial instinct was to just walk away; to get away from this embarrassing situation as quickly as possible. But that wasn’t Mike, and that wasn’t the man he had spent 40 years becoming. His ego could be dealt a blow, but he would come back from it still brimming with confidence. <br><br>Mike picked up her robe from the floor and put it back around her shoulders with a little smirking smile, kissing her lips softly as he tied it back up by touch with his fingers. He parted from her to put his shorts and shirt back on, and then kissed her once more on the forehead. “I’m going to go stow away my gear,” he said. “If you need any help with yours let me know.” With that he parted from her and went back up to his room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>09-08-2012, 23:30:06</strong>
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				<strong>Beth, with Sean, the boathouse</strong><br>Beth laughed softly at the expression on Sean's face when he realized what his hands had been doing then reached up and gently caressed his cheek then after thinking it over for another second, sat up and gave him a peck. <br><br>"You're a good guy, Sean," she said with a warm smile. "And that's not mealy-mouthed praise, that's one of the highest compliments I can think of. I'm really happy to know you're attracted to me but your highest instinct is probably correct...this may not be the&nbsp; best time. It was rather impulsive of me to get us into this predicament."<br><br>She scooted off the table and slid around him to gather up their shirts, tossing his to him before slipping her own on. She paused and smiled again as she found a place to sit and pull on her socks and shoes. "Do you, uh, need a few moments?" she asked, not knowing how to delicately inquire if he needed some time to recover before going in and also not wanting to just stare and try to figure it out for herself. "Tomorrow morning, I promise, no more hijinks, I'll be ready to run for real."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>10-08-2012, 02:50:57</strong>
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				Sean wondered if it was possible to slap his own hands, and if so, whether it would make him look absolutely insane if he did so.&nbsp; He examined Beth's expression carefully as she sat up.&nbsp; Did she feel rejected?&nbsp; Was she offended?&nbsp; How was she taking this?<br><br>"Hey," he said.&nbsp; "C'mere."<br><br>Seizing her by the wrist, just after she pulled her shirt back on but before she could do the same with her shoes and socks, he pulled her violently off the table, catching her in his embrace before she had a chance to go sprawling.&nbsp; He cinched his arms around her waist, covering her mouth with a kiss before she had a chance to object.<br><br>Once she had gotten over the shock, he pulled back from the kiss, yet still held her.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I want to," he said, sincerely.&nbsp; "I do.&nbsp; Really.&nbsp; And I don't think any less of you whatsoever for wanting it, too.&nbsp; &nbsp;But...let's give it a couple days, okay?&nbsp; See how things go."<br><br>As to her question, he shook his head.&nbsp; "Don't worry about it.&nbsp; Even if the others notice, I'm sure they'll understand, given the circumstances."<br><br>He gave her a lopsided smile.&nbsp; Feeling awkward, he decided to lighten the mood.<br><br>"Got your shoes? Good.&nbsp; Here...we...go!"<br><br>With that, he leaned down and lifted her off her feet, carrying her up in the air, one arm underneath her knees, the other behind her back.&nbsp; Nudging the door open with his shoulder, he carried her back to the house that way.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>17-08-2012, 01:27:35</strong>
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				<strong>Beth, with Sean, the boathouse, heading in to the main house</strong><br><br>Beth was taken aback, but in a good way, by Sean's bonus hug and kiss, a sweet gesture but with&nbsp; just enough <em>oomph</em> to make it interesting. She was only too happy to respond with a squeeze and a kiss of her own, nodding in understanding as the kiss ended and he explained his desire to wait.<br><br>"Of course," was all she really said. In all honesty, she did feel sort of awkward now and maybe a little rejected but she knew that wasn't his intent, and he was making her feel better about it as they went. She was sexual person and here they were in a place where it was expected with people she was already liking and had certainly been screened thoroughly so there were few reasons to be concerned about what might crop up later. She wasn't exactly surprised that she had responded as she did but with a little reflection she realized not everyone would process it the same way. <br><br>"Sean!" she exclaimed as he suddenly scooped her up, so surprised she almost dropped her shoes. She smiled softly and looped an arm around his neck, still girlish enough to get a little thrill when a guy carried her about. She kissed his cheek. "You're crazy. And I'm too heavy for you to carry all the way to the house!" <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elina</strong> on <strong>17-08-2012, 01:40:27</strong>
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				<strong>Katy and her "WTF just happened" moment</strong><br><br>Katy watched as Mike turned and left the kitchen.&nbsp; What had just happened?&nbsp; She'd only wanted to slow down a little.&nbsp; They were here for a long time, and the last thing they needed to do was have a quickie for their first time.&nbsp; This whole thing had potential to be so much deeper than that.<br><br>She sighed, wondering what to do.&nbsp; Had she just fucked things up with Mike?&nbsp; She didn't want that... she liked him a lot.&nbsp; She liked all of them a lot.&nbsp; Hearing a noise from outside, she looked out the window and saw that Beth and Sean were coming toward the house, Beth laughing as she was carried by him.&nbsp; Katy felt torn.&nbsp; She didn't know if she should stay, or if she should follow Mike.&nbsp; She knew nothing about him.&nbsp; Would he even welcome her if she followed?&nbsp; Maybe he had walked away because he wanted to be alone right now?<br><br>She suspected that although he'd been kind about it, she'd hit his ego with her request to slow down.&nbsp; She didn't want him to wonder, any more than she'd want to under the same circumstance, and that was what decided it for her.&nbsp; She glanced at Sean and Beth one more time and then slipped out of the kitchen, walking to the room that was Mike's.<br><br>His door was open; she hadn't been far behind him.&nbsp; His back was turned to her, and she stood in the doorway and cleared her throat.&nbsp; "Hey," she said, her voice soft, "I wanted you to slow down a little, not stop.&nbsp; I like you, Mike, very much.&nbsp; We're here for a long time, and I want us to make this about more than sex.&nbsp; Rushing too hard and too fast into things... well, I just don't see why we should.&nbsp; I have a feeling you'd make a fantastic one night stand, but that isn't me and I think it isn't you, either.&nbsp; You'd make a better lover."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>18-08-2012, 10:52:17</strong>
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				"I don't think so!" riposted Sean, hauling her like a gymnastics coach carrying his star gymnast, who had just injured her ankle.&nbsp; "You're as light as a feather!"&nbsp; Of course, that was an exaggeration--it's not like he could run a 200 meter dash carrying Beth, and he was not exactly a weightlifter like Mike--but he was no wimp either.&nbsp; &nbsp;Taking Beth on the run wasn't just a display of pointless bravado, a peacock-like swaggering; he had made a daily routine of it, getting up every day at six (or six-thirty)&nbsp; for a three-mile run and a set of push-ups.&nbsp; It was important to take care of your body, he had always felt, and, besides, he liked the way the light of dawn looked on a slumbering world.<br><br>Of course, Sean being Sean, he wasn't content to carry her over the threshold of the house like a groom carrying his new bride; no, he had to, with a quick clean-and-jerk move, throw her over his shoulder.&nbsp; No doubt she was caught off-guard by the violent move, but Sean did it for two reasons: first, it seemed like the coy and playful thing to do; and second, it allowed him an excuse to touch her ass.&nbsp; He was already having serious second thoughts about his decision to fumble the ball in the boathouse, but it was too late now to reverse course.<br><br>"Hey, guys!" He called out, as he hauled her bodily through the door.&nbsp; "Who ordered the stunning blonde? Anybody?&nbsp; &nbsp;Anybody? "&nbsp; &nbsp;He frowned, as the absence of Katy or Mike threw a wet towel over his joke.&nbsp; "Katy?" he called.&nbsp; "Mike?"<br><br>"Oh, well," he sighed, setting Beth down.&nbsp; "Looks like you got off easy, little lady."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>25-08-2012, 02:22:17</strong>
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				There were more peals of laughter as Sean slung her over his shoulder despite the indignity and she could only imagine the picture she made coming into the house butt first but as it turned out there was no one around to witness it. She hadn't missed Sean's hand on her ass but she just took it as a good sign and didn't comment -- she wasn't going to make the first move on him again so hopefully it was a sign he'd take it into his own hands when he was ready. He set her down and she glanced about, also not seeing any sign of the others.<br><br>"I wonder where they might be...maybe breakfast?" There was a twinkle in her eye though she tried to put on a prim expression. "We mustn't assume they're up to no good. Although if they were wouldn't you like to be a fly on the wall, gorgeous as they both are? Oh! We should figure out which bedroom they're in and try to sneak a peek in the window."<br><br>She gave him a cheeky grin and a wink. "Listen to me, haven't even had breakfast yet and I think I've already exceeded my naughtiness quotient for the day. I am going to get a shower and then eat, meet me in the kitchen?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>25-08-2012, 10:18:33</strong>
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				Sean laughed and shook his head in response to that.&nbsp; "If that's your naughtiness quota for the day, we're going to have to see what we can do about raising that limit.&nbsp; I certainly wouldn't mind a lot more naughtiness from Annabeth Sorensen."&nbsp; <br><br>He considered swatting her on the arse as she turned to leave, but decided against it.&nbsp; He wondered if Katy and Mike were enjoying some very private moments together somewhere in the house, like had very nearly happened with Beth and himself.&nbsp; He frowned, wondering for the tenth time in the last few minutes if he had made a mistake in turning Beth down (well, he hadn't exactly turned her down, not really; in actuality, he told himself, he had simply asked her for a raincheck).&nbsp; <br><br>Oh, well.&nbsp; There was nothing for it.&nbsp; While the blond girl snuck off to her bathroom,&nbsp; Sean opened the fridge and began taking out the ingredients for making omelettes.&nbsp; He found some bacon as well, and started frying it up, before remembering that Katy was a vegetarian.&nbsp; He made sure to keep her omelette separate from the others, using mushrooms, onions and peppers as ingredients instead of sausage.&nbsp; He found some fresh strawberries as well, and made a quick strawberry-banana-kiwi fruit salad.<br><br>With breakfast made, he sat at the table and began chowing down, gazing distractedly out the windows at the pristine white beach.&nbsp; Perhaps after breakfast he would practice some guitar outside.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>04-09-2012, 06:28:24</strong>
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				It was probably a good thing to take a little break from Sean, Beth mused as hopped into the shower for a quick wash. It was a good chance to just take a breath and take things down a few notches after her misstep in the boat house. She was quick about her preparations, dressing in khaki shorts, sandals, and T-shirt just short enough to reveal a glimpse of her toned tummy but was otherwise unrevealing. The clothing was comfy with an added bonus of screaming 'It's ok! I'm safe!' lest there be any misunderstanding about her intentions. She just put her hair back in a ponytail and glanced out the sliding doors to the lovely little spot they prepared for a garden and thought she might spend some time puttering around out there until the heat of midday but for now, breakfast. She headed for the kitchen, a bounce in her step.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Elina, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>07-09-2012, 08:03:03</strong>
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				"Hey!" called Sean, when Beth reappeared.&nbsp; He had given the others a few minutes to show up for the breakfast that he had prepared, but when no one did, he decided to start in on it himself.&nbsp; Setting Katy's plate in the microwave for now, he sat down and started munching on his omelette and bacon.&nbsp; He had found some English muffins in the pantry and had fried those up as well, adding butter and just a bit of bacon grease for flavor.&nbsp; <br><br>He eyed Beth up and down, taking in her new ensemble.&nbsp; He wasn't disappointed at all; rather, he approved.&nbsp; He wanted his housemates to feel comfortable around him, and therefore they should dress comfortably.&nbsp; Under the table, he placed his foot on the seat opposite him, and kicked it out far enough for Beth to sit.<br><br>"Still no Mike and Katy."&nbsp; He gave her a lopsided smile.&nbsp; "Oh, well.&nbsp; If they want to miss out on this spread that's their business."&nbsp; He started to prepare a plate for her, ladling her generous portions of omelette, bacon, and fruit before she had a chance to object.&nbsp; <br><br>He was acutely aware of the elephant in the room, in the form of the awkwardness that existed between himself and the blond now.&nbsp; He wanted to do everything he could to dispel it, to get Beth to warm up to him again.&nbsp; As such, he turned on the charm, smiling at Beth whenever he wasn't eating, his attention never far from her face.&nbsp; &nbsp;"So, what are your plans for today?" he asked, casually.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 23:06:03</strong>
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				“You are probably right, Katy. We are moving too fast,” Mike responded to her appearance in the doorway to his bedroom. He smiled at her arrival, and came over and gave her a soft kiss on the lips and took her hands into his, but he wasn’t ready to go any further. His ego had already and easily recovered from her earlier request for him to slow down, but he wasn’t ready to reward that behavior with more intimacy immediately. <br><br>“I’m going to record my early video diary while it’s still fresh in my mind,” he said to her. “Then I’m going to unpack and organize my gear. I’ll find you later this afternoon. I promise. I’m sure Beth and Sean will be back from their run soon, too.” He gave her one last kiss and shut the door.<br><br>Mike explained to his diary that this was going to be harder than he thought, and that he would have to control himself more if he didn’t want to offend Katy. He admitted to his diary that he already liked her, but if the relationship was overly sexual, she would just feel used and be left not liking him without any escape to get away, either. He sympathized with her feelings and desires, and he hoped he could convey that to her without seeming disinterested himself. Mike spent some time talking about Sean and Beth, too, and how he thought it was so hot when they went into the boathouse, and how obvious it was that they were fucking. It had really turned him on…far more than he ever thought possible. In turn, he wondered if they had avoided the same pitfall that he and Katy had fallen into, or had they fallen into it as well? Mike was an optimistic fellow, and he confided that he thought Beth and Sean had avoided it.<br><br>Just as Mike had finished with his video diary, the telltale thumbing of a helicopter flying over was heard. It was getting louder and closer, and Mikkel suddenly realized that it wasn’t flying over, but landing. No one from the University had informed them that there was going to be some kind of landing today, and he found himself excited about this unplanned surprise. He left his bedroom and immediately made his way out to the helicopter pad. He was eager to learn about this new development.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 06:11:08</strong>
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				"Whoa, that's quite a plate!" Beth exclaimed as Sean loaded her up but didn't refuse anything. She had a pretty good metabolism and would rather get active to burn off the calories then eat like a bunny all the time. She sat down across from him and gave him a smile as she started to eat and gave him a nod of approval. "Sean, this is so good. I feel like to be fair I should cook for you guys too but then I think that would hardly be fair, cooking isn't exactly my strongpoint. Unless you have a craving for bangers and mash."<br><br>She wondered a little about Katy and Mikkel too though she thought it might be a little rude to speculate too much. She kind of hoped they were having a good time though. Sean seemed strangely honed in on her though she supposed being the only other person in the room it wasn't so unexpected and yet she found herself running her tongue over her teeth to make certain there was nothing stuck there.<br><br>"Maybe they already ate? That would be a shame with the spread you put out," she said. She was feeling quite relaxed with him, thoughts of a repeat of this morning far from her mind. "I thought I might hit the garden for a bit after breakfast, until it gets too hot. I love gardening back home...a tropical garden might be a bit of a challenge but I'm looking forward to it. That's what I want to go into...botany. Well, paleobotany specifically...I suppose that sounds kind of foolish coming from me. I'm not exactly an intellectual."<br><br>She suddenly felt embarrassed at the admission, her cheeks flushing slightly. Her mother kept telling her to go back to school to learn a trade, that Beth needed to be rid of these pie in the sky notions about academia. She was probably right, Beth reckoned. After all, Beth had never really been known for her brains. It was almost a welcome distraction as she heard the strange noise that was getting louder. A helicopter? <br><br>"Do you hear that? Were we expecting anything?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 06:39:14</strong>
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				"I've actually never had bangers and mash," said Sean.&nbsp; "Not that I can recall, anyway.&nbsp; I might have had some once, when I was a kid."&nbsp; Finishing his omelette, he put his fork down and regarded the two plates intended for Mike and Katy.&nbsp; The breakfast, by now, was getting cold, but Sean didn't mind.&nbsp; He had earned the nickname "garbage disposal" in college for his habit of devouring anything that anybody else didn't want.&nbsp; Leftovers were no big deal.<br><br>"Botany, huh?&nbsp; That sounds pretty cool."&nbsp; He himself had never had much of an interest in anything growing or green; his hobbies, as varied as they were, did not include plants.&nbsp; "And don't sell yourself short.&nbsp; &nbsp;I happen to think you're pretty sharp."&nbsp; He winked, hoping to provoke a bit of a blush; he opened his mouth to say more when he heard the whirring chop-chop of the approaching helicopter.<br><br>"Hrm.&nbsp; That's odd.&nbsp; I thought they said this island was off the beaten path."&nbsp; He shrugged.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kye</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 21:45:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i899.photobucket.com/albums/ac191/rpggirl7/Female%20Character%20Photos/tumblr_lzklfkc0zX1r477u5o1_500.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/7/75/Stockholm_University_logo.svg/200px-Stockholm_University_logo.svg.png)</div><br><br>The following questionnaire responses will be the only information shared about you with the other participants in Experiment 2437B. Please include a photo attached to the space provided. <br><br>1.&nbsp; <strong>Please list your name, along with any aliases or nicknames:</strong> <br>Rachel E. Phillips<br><br>2.&nbsp; <strong>Your age and place of birth:</strong> <br>I was born on January 6th, 1983, which makes me 29 years old. I was born on a Naval Base in Charleston, South Carolina. <br>&nbsp;<br>3.&nbsp; <strong>Highest level of education achieved:</strong> <br>I have a bachelor’s degree in Marine Biology.<br>&nbsp; <br>4.&nbsp; <strong>Why are you applying for Experiment 2437B?</strong> <br>The money is of course one of the main reasons.&nbsp; I would like to go back to school for my PHD.&nbsp; However, I also find the concept of polyamory rather fascinating.&nbsp; After a series of rather disastrous relationships I’d like to see if a different lifestyle works better for me. <br>&nbsp; <br>5.&nbsp; <strong>What do you hope to gain from your participation in Experiment 2437B?</strong> <br>The means to pay for my continuing education of course, as well as experiences I can’t get anywhere else.&nbsp; I’d like to get my personal life back on track and find out what works for me.<br>&nbsp; <br>6.&nbsp; <strong>What is your opinion of polyamory?</strong> <br>I’m open-minded or I wouldn’t have applied, but I’m reserving judgment for now.<br>&nbsp; <br>7.&nbsp; <strong>Please describe your sexual history:</strong>&nbsp; <br>I’ve had a series of lovers, but only two serious relationships. Both of which ended badly.&nbsp; I’ve been sexually active since I was seventeen.&nbsp; I've experimented a bit with different partners as well as different kinks. <br><br>8.&nbsp; <strong>Please describe your sexual preferences:</strong> <br>Bisexual.&nbsp; I don’t honestly have a preference between male and female.<br><br>9.&nbsp; <strong>What are your hobbies and interests:</strong> <br>Reading, writing, swimming, Aikido, snorkeling/scuba diving, anything that has to do with the ocean or the beach, really, though I suck at volleyball.&nbsp; I play the piano, though I’m probably a bit rusty.&nbsp; I love to play pool. <br><br>10. <strong>Is there anything that you would like provided for your comfort and enjoyment?</strong> <br>I will need some training videos or something similar to continue my training in Aikido.&nbsp; Besides that I’m fairly easy going.&nbsp; As long as I don’t run out of reading material and I have some scuba gear I’ll be a happy girl.<br><br>11. <strong>Additional information you would like fellow participants to know about you:</strong> <br>I got out of an abusive relationship about a year ago, but I might still have some hang-ups I don’t know about.&nbsp; I’m a decent cook and don’t mind doing my share of the work.&nbsp; Communication is very important to me. As long as you’re willing to talk to me if there’s a problem we should get along.&nbsp; I look forward to meeting you all, whoever you turn out to be! <br><br><hr><hr><br>Rachel didn’t feel nervous until the island came into view.&nbsp; She’d managed to keep it together fairly well until that point, but as the main house came into view she was forced to swallow down the butterflies in her stomach.&nbsp; She couldn’t quite hide the resentment in her gaze as she glanced towards the Stockholm University representative who had accompanied her, but she tried.&nbsp; It wasn’t his fault that she was being sent to replace one of the original members of the experiment after all.&nbsp; She understood the reason behind the change, and if she was being honest she thought it was an interesting addition to the experiment itself, but that didn’t mean she was looking forward to it.&nbsp; She just hoped that no one would take out their disappointment on her.<br><br>She studied the man and woman who had both come out to greet the helicopter as it landed, easily putting a name to both faces.&nbsp; The woman was the one she was going to be replacing; the man was Mikkel, Mike.&nbsp; His picture hadn’t done him justice she noted with an absent smile as she hopped out of the helicopter&nbsp; and ducked her head, the motion completely instinctual though she knew logically that the blades were far too high to actually strike her. She was glad she'd tied her long, brown hair back as the ends whipped around in an attempt to blind her. <br><br>The man who had accompanied her took her by the elbow to guide her across the landing pad to the pair.&nbsp; She shrugged off his hold and followed behind, so that he could explain what was happening, why he was here.&nbsp; By the time she caught up he was well into his practiced spiel.&nbsp; <br><br>“…to simulate last minute changes in work assignments.&nbsp; Ms. Johnson, if you will accompany me I’ll explain the rest once we’re off the island.&nbsp; Mr. Hollis, if you will share this with your companions,” he said, handing a folder to him that contained Rachel’s questionnaire if she had to guess.&nbsp; “I will see you both for your coming evaluations,” he said a moment later as he took Ms. Johnson’s arm and led her to the helicopter.<br><br>“Well… this isn’t awkward or anything…” she said ruefully as she transferred her small bag to her left hand so that she could offer her right to Mikkel.&nbsp; “My name’s Rachel, sorry about the last minute change…” she said lamely, though her smile was genuine, lighting her sea-green eyes from within.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 23:02:14</strong>
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				Mike shook Rachel’s hand firmly as she came to him, but his expression was filled with confusion. <em>Katy was leaving? Now?</em> It might Mike wonder if he and Katy had been seen in the kitchen together, and someone had found what had happened so unwholesome that it required a personnel change. But then it wouldn’t have made more sense for <em>him</em> to leave? He had been the aggressor after all. The whole sequence of events was so coincidental that it made Mike feel guilty.&nbsp; <br><br>He tried to talk to both Rachel and the University Official, but the roar of the helicopter was too loud for anything to be heard. He only caught that Katy knew from the beginning she would be leaving today, and was asked not to say anything to the others. Mike was most irritated at the fact that she wasn’t even allowed to say goodbye. <br><br>Mike did his best to shield Rachel from the sweeping air of the rising helicopter by leading her into the palm gardens that surrounded the outskirts of the helipad, then through the subway into the bottom of the house, and then into the main level of the house where he found Sean and Beth eating breakfast.<br><br>“Katy! They took Katy!” Mike exclaimed. “They didn’t even let us say goodbye!” It was clear that agitated by the turn of events. “Where are my manners?” he asked. “Sean and Beth, this is Rachel Phillips, Rachel, this is Beth Sorensen, and Sean Kelly. It looks as though you two were just sitting down to breakfast, may we join you?”<br><br>As the other two welcomed Rachel to the house, Mike opened the folder that he had been given and started reading it. “Apparently this switch was planned from the beginning,” he said once there was a moment when he wouldn’t interrupt. “Katy was here as a test subject to see how we would react to an initial change in personnel.” He lowered the folder. “It makes you wonder what else they have in mind for us, ja?” he asked the group. “There isn’t much more than that, just Rachel’s questionnaire.” Mike gave up the folder and put it in the middle of the table. <br><br>“I’m sorry I seem so upset,” he said to Rachel. “It is nothing personal, I assure you. It was just the shock of Katy leaving so quickly, and not even being allowed to say goodbye. I guess that was against the parameters of the experiment, ja? Anyway, welcome to the house. I guess you’re staying in Katy’s old room now. We didn’t have much of a chance to unpack anything yet. This morning is our first here.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 07:25:32</strong>
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				Sean had indeed got a bit of a blush with his compliment bit it was soon lost in the excitement of the new arrival. Beth stood as Mikkel walked in with the unfamiliar woman and tried not to gape as he announced Katy was gone. Her mind reeled. She knew this was an experiment but she had assumed it was primarily observational and the thought that they would be taking actions that would actually interfere with the house left her feeling uneasy. WOuld this be the only timje&nbsp; they did such a thing? Would she wake up tomorrow and find Sean or Mikkel gone and be expected to simply pick up with somebody else? What if there was intimacy and they pulled such a switch? She tried to smooth over her troubled expression with a smile for Rachel who after all had nothing to do with the switch.<br><br>"Hello, Rachel, it's nice to meet you," she said then gestured toward the empty chairs and full plates. "Yes, please, join us. Sean really outdid himself with breakfast. I'm sorry, we're all a little shocked, Rachel. But welcome."<br><br>Beth retook her seat after she made sure the other two had what they wanted to drink and picked up the file Mikkel had set down though it felt a little weird to be looking at it with Rachel sitting right there. So she gave it a cursory glance then set it down again in case Sean wanted to look at it. Rachel was certainly pretty...smart too from what Beth had caught from her glimpse at the report and it couldn't remain awkward forever.<br><br>"Yes, we haven't really had time to do much settling in ourselves but if there's anything I can help you with, please let me know."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>23-09-2012, 01:24:53</strong>
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				The next few minutes were somewhat of a blur to Sean.&nbsp; One moment everything was normal--he had just come back from a rather pleasant run with Beth (barring a relatively minor misunderstanding) and was sitting down to breakfast with her, contemplating what he was going to do for the day and waiting for Mike and Katy to join them.&nbsp; The next moment, Katy was gone, and in her place was a woman he had never seen before.<br><br>Sean felt more than annoyed; he felt betrayed.&nbsp; They'd already begun to bond (albeit more so Mike and Katy, and then Sean and Beth) and there were initial inklings of forming a kind of family.&nbsp; Katy had seemed as genuine a person as he'd ever met; he couldn't believe that she'd been a plant.&nbsp; &nbsp;It suddenly cast both Mike and Beth into suspicion, although if Beth turned out to be a plant as well, Sean didn't think he would be able to forgive her.&nbsp; He was the type who wore his heart on his sleeve, and hated being taken advantage of.&nbsp; &nbsp;He watched Mike escort the new girl from the helicopter, studying her intently as she entered the house.&nbsp; <br><br>He was silent as Rachel's dossier was placed in front of him, along with a letter from the University explaining what was going on and assuring them that, yes, Rachel was a real volunteer, and not a paid employee of the University.&nbsp; He gave the dossier a glance or two, then read the letter twice.&nbsp; Finally, he expelled his breath from his lungs, a long, slow exhalation.&nbsp; &nbsp;This wasn't Rachel's fault, he told himself.&nbsp; She wasn't to blame for this.<br><br>"Hi there,"&nbsp; Sean forced a smile.&nbsp; "Sean Kelly. Nice to meet you."&nbsp; He took Rachel's hand, and shook it.&nbsp; "Yeah, sorry about this.&nbsp; This wasn't very cool of the eggheads to do.&nbsp; Not cool at all.&nbsp; I know it's not your fault, though."&nbsp; He took Katy's plate out of the microwave and set it in front of Rachel.&nbsp; "Are you hungry?&nbsp; I made some breakfast.&nbsp; This one's vegetarian, though.&nbsp; Sorry.&nbsp; You can have some bacon if you want. "<br><br>Despite his annoyance, Sean felt bad for the new girl.&nbsp; She'd been dropped suddenly into this position and things must be rather awkward for her.&nbsp; &nbsp;He tried to calm down, to relax, to turn the charm back on, as he sat next to her and smiled.&nbsp; "So, Rachel, why don't you tell us about yourself?"&nbsp; &nbsp;Obviously, he could simply read the dossier, but he thought it would be friendlier to engage Rachel in conversation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kye</strong> on <strong>23-09-2012, 20:11:43</strong>
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				Rachel hadn’t known what to expect coming into the experiment, but she felt that the way she had been introduced put her at a disadvantage.&nbsp; She was the one who had replaced an original member of their party, which she knew had an effect on the others.&nbsp; The only question was what kind of effect.&nbsp; She could tell that Mike was confused and agitated as he led her into the house, and it only became more evident when they reached the other two members of the experiment.&nbsp; <br><br>She smiled her own greeting as she took the seat Beth indicated, but held her peace as Mike looked through the folder he’d been given.&nbsp; “I appreciate that, Beth.&nbsp; I’m sure I’ll settle in alright…”<br><br>“It’s alright, I can understand why you’d be upset.&nbsp; I’m sorry for what it’s worth,” she said.&nbsp; “I didn’t realize I would be replacing someone until a couple of hours ago.” <br><br>Rachel forced a smile of her own as she tried to hide her nervousness. She took Sean’s hand readily and murmured an inane greeting of her own.&nbsp; She had to do a better job than this and she knew it.&nbsp; She’d been thrown into a bad situation, but she could make something out of it if she remembered to be herself.&nbsp; By the time she released his hand her smile was more natural.&nbsp; “Thank you, I’m famished.&nbsp; I didn’t have time to eat before they bustled me onto the helicopter.&nbsp; I think they wanted me nervous and on edge, now that I’m thinking about it…” she wrinkled her nose slightly.<br><br>“Vegetarian is fine under the circumstances, and probably healthier than I’m used to,” she smiled.&nbsp; <br><br>“There’s really not much to tell,” she hedged as she took a bite of the eggs, which she had to admit were excellent. She definitely wasn’t the best cook on the island, which wasn’t that surprising.&nbsp; “I’m twenty-nine years old.&nbsp; I’m a navy brat, moved from base to base until I was well into my teens.&nbsp; I’m a Marine Biologist… well, I have the degree for it anyway.&nbsp; I’m obviously between jobs at the moment.&nbsp; I like to think I’m fairly laid back, but that’s something you’ll have to decide for yourself I guess… I practice Aikido, though I’m only a blue belt… I’ve also just discovered that I get embarrassed talking about myself…” she added the last with a small laugh. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>23-09-2012, 23:34:12</strong>
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				“It can’t possibly be as embarrassing as a trio of strangers overlooking a dossier of you while you sit here watching us read it,” Mike joked with her. After his moment of being irritated about Katy’s swift departure, he decided it wasn’t fair to take it out on Rachel or the Experiment. There were going to be unexpected things that came up. For his part, Mike was going to take them on head-on, just like he would have if he were shipped out. On a ship you’re basically alone, and you have to solve the problems you come across with what you have on hand, and with only what you have on hand. To Mike, this situation was no different.<br><br>“Anyway, it wasn’t your fault you were put up to this, ja? I mean, the University man told me that Katy knew she was leaving soon. I know for a fact that I wasn’t told that. So in my mind, I’m happy to welcome you to our life here. Although I’m sorry to tell a marine biologist that I love to fish. I hope you will not hold this against me, ja?”<br><br>He then turned his attention to Sean and Beth. “How was your run?” he asked. He didn’t dare tell them that he had seen them go into the boathouse, nor what it done to him physically, and that, through the process of fantasizing about them together in there, he had bent Katy over the table they were now eating from. At least he knew now why Katy had so abruptly cut their encounter short. So many of her actions now made more sense. <br><br>“I guess that means that the crates marked ‘Katy’ down below are actually for Rachel?” he asked when there was a pause in the conversation. “I’ll help you with those this afternoon if you want to get unpacked. I still have that to do myself.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>27-09-2012, 08:18:47</strong>
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				"It was great!" responded Sean, in response to Mikkel's query.&nbsp; "We discovered that the beach only goes as far around as you can see, and then it turns into cliff-line."&nbsp; He winked at Beth.&nbsp; "And also that Beth looks really good in a tank top and running shorts."&nbsp; He didn't mention the boathouse, or what had happened--or had <em>failed</em> to happen--in there.&nbsp; &nbsp; He was beginning to sense that Beth wasn't bitter or offended by the awkwardness of the situation, which was good.&nbsp; He would hate to give her the wrong signal.&nbsp; It wasn't that he wasn't interested in her.&nbsp; He was <em>very much</em> interested in her, which was the <em>entire reason</em> he had resisted her advances.&nbsp; It made no sense, even to him, but there it was.&nbsp; <br><br>There would be plenty of time for flirting with Beth later, though.&nbsp; Sean was still extremely annoyed about what had happened with Katy, but he felt bad for allowing himself to take it out on Rachel.&nbsp; She was a lovely girl, and she was in an awkward position.&nbsp; "I'll help too," he volunteered.&nbsp; "I'm something of a musician.&nbsp; Perhaps I can play you a sonata later."&nbsp; He turned up the wattage on his grin, the same grin that he knew was Kryptonite to so many women.&nbsp; It was really a shame she hadn't been around for the lie/lie/truth game.&nbsp; "Aikido?" he added.&nbsp; "I'm not familiar with that...is that like judo, or is that more like karate?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 00:25:57</strong>
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				It was a good thing Beth got a headstart on breakfast before she heard the news because now she was sort of just picking at what was left. She gave Rachel an encouraging smile as she talked about herself a little knowing how difficult that could be and she agreed that the run had been nice but tried to wave off Sean's comments about how she looked in her running gear. She worried a little about Mikkel who seemed to sort of focus in on Katy right away and wondered if he was second-guessing things here now or would just roll with the punches. She offered him a smile as well. <br><br>"We should probably tell you something about ourselves as well,&nbsp; yeah?" she said as soon as there was a lull in the conversation. "I'm twenty-seven and from London. I was married once, very young and disastrously, but have been on my own for almost two years now. I don't really <em>do</em> anything, well, I was a phone monkey, but I've just gone back to university and have it all set up to take on-line classes here. Other than that we've established I like to stay fit, I love gardening, love to dance even more...and I misbehave in restaurants. I don't know how...personal...we want to get over breakfast but you can ask me just about anything if you like, I don't mind."<br><br>She took a sip of her juice. "And I was wondering about Aikido as well. I don't think I know what that is!"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kye</strong> on <strong>30-09-2012, 21:00:24</strong>
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				Rachel let the conversation flow around her as she finished breakfast, some of her nervous tension abating as the others tried to make her feel welcome.&nbsp; They were trying, which was all she could have hoped for under the circumstances.&nbsp; <br><br>“The fishing doesn’t bother me, though I’m a catch and release girl myself,” she said with an apologetic shrug for Mike.&nbsp; “I won’t hold it against you if you don’t of course, I’ll even be happy to eat whatever you catch… as long as you clean it yourself,” she teased a bit between bites.&nbsp; <br><br>“I’ve never been to London, I’ll likely have a ton of questions for you later,” she said as Beth added a bit of her own background to the conversation.&nbsp; It went a long way towards easing her nerves.&nbsp; She was grateful for that, and she gave the other woman a smile that said as much.&nbsp; She was surprised to find that she already liked Beth, and not simply because she was a rather striking woman.&nbsp; <br><br>“I’d appreciate the help, though it’s not necessary of course,” she smiled at the gentlemen at the table.&nbsp; “I’m assuming they are for me.&nbsp; It wasn’t something I thought to ask, I was rather upset when they told me that I’d be replacing someone else…” she admitted.&nbsp; “A sonata, huh? I haven’t played in months… maybe this will give me a chance to polish up on my piano skills.&nbsp; I apologize in advance for any headaches that may cause…”<br><br>“Aikido is a form of Martial Arts, Japanese to be specific.&nbsp; I... had some rather unpleasant things happen a little over a year ago and&nbsp; I wanted to be able to protect myself.&nbsp; It’s moved well beyond that, I’m not sure what I’d do without it at this point.&nbsp; It’s how I relax, if that makes any sense…” she explained with a small shrug.&nbsp; “It’s mostly defensive, and unlike other martial arts it’s meant to incapacitate an attacker without truly injuring them.&nbsp; I’m not strong enough to be effective in most of the other types of martial arts.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>13-10-2012, 15:11:23</strong>
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				“You look strong enough to me, ja?” Mike smiled, reaching over to squeeze her arm. “Very healthy.” It was a repeat of what he had done to Katy that morning in suggesting he was fitness crazy, when really he was just a regular guy that enjoyed working his body physically. <br><br>“You know, this whole experiment has me thinking now. It seems like both of you, and Katy too if her background was accurate, had a history of failed and/or abusive relationships. I was wondering if that was by design, or if women have this thing inside of them that tells them they must have a significant other in their life, ja?”<br><br>Mike absently stood up and started clearing the table. “I mean, I have been in plenty of relationships, too, but for me it is more about access to sex, ja? There is always some attraction there, too, of course, but I have always felt like a woman in my life was more of a bonus than a requirement.” Mike laughed at himself. He started making a sound like ‘wank wank wank!’ “I should be going around like this, ja? I sound like a pig!”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>13-10-2012, 19:11:32</strong>
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				Sean nodded, listening to Rachel's story.&nbsp; Mikkel's strange jokes elicited a smirk; he wondered if all Danes had such an odd sense of humor, or if it was particular to this man.&nbsp; Of course, like Mikkel, his curiosity was piqued, and he wanted very much to know what the incident was that drove Rachel to practice Aikido, but he sensed that it wasn't the time to ask about it.&nbsp; Instead, he simply asked, "that sounds intriguing.&nbsp; Perhaps you can teach us Aikido some time?&nbsp; I'm always interested in trying new things."<br><br>Following Beth's lead, he decided to tell Rachel a bit about himself so the conversation didn't seem so much like an interview.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I was born in Ireland, but I've lived most of my life on the American west coast," he told her.&nbsp; He really didn't have much of an accent; if he did have one, it was so subtle that it only came out when he was excited or upset.&nbsp; "I'm a practiced musician--I play piano, guitar, and violin.&nbsp; As the other two know, I once filled-in for Bon Jovi when they were down a guitar player."&nbsp; He grinned.&nbsp; "I've never quite managed to get married, and I almost had sex on the back of a horse--but fell off before things got very far."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 00:53:51</strong>
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				"You can ask me as much about London as you like. That's one thing I know about," Beth said warmly, giving Rachel a smile. "And I'm with Sean, I wouldn't mind learning a bit about this aikido thing. But I'll have to sit out the jam sessions. I'm afraid I have no musical talent whatsoever."<br><br>She was a bit surprised at the direction Mikkel took the conversation. Not that it wasn't something to consider but it was a little more than the small talk they'd been engaging in and she didn't know how Rachel might react to such bluntness.&nbsp; But they needed to get to know each other and questions like that might be uncomfortable but they did sort of get to the heart of maters.<br><br>"I don't know,&nbsp; Mikkel, I think most people, men and women both, have failed relationships in their pasts," she began after thinking about it for a moment. "Maybe not abusive, I'll grant you that. IK can only speak for myself...but in my case, I was really young when I got married. And believe me, before that, I had no trouble sexing it up without attaching myself to anyone. But I was kind of a mess and along came this guy who wanted to tell me where I could go, what I could wear, who I could see...and I mistook his attempts to control me for stability. That's how I fell down the rabbit hole. But that's not me any more either, and if I were <em>still</em> in that headspace, I doubt very much they would have chosen me to be here. And I'm not sure what I want now, that's what brought me here. I'd guess that's probably what we really all have in common...a willingness to look beyond soicial convention."<br><br>She glanced around with a little shrug and a bit of a sheepish smile. "That's what I think anyway. I don't think it has as much to do with our past relationships. For what that's worth."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kye</strong> on <strong>24-10-2012, 21:42:54</strong>
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				Rachel half choked on a bite of eggs at Mike’s joke.&nbsp; Her eyes watered slightly as she took a sip of water to wash it down before she could choke in truth, her expression a mix of both shock and amusement.&nbsp; Her personal thought was that at least part of a woman’s drive to be in a relationship was cultural, but his odd sense of humor had successfully derailed her for the moment.&nbsp; That kind of conversation seemed far too serious for an introduction. <br><br>She gave Beth and Sean a smile of thanks and made a mental note to spend some time with the other woman.&nbsp; She’d always wanted to spend time in London; the city had fascinated her since she was a teenager.&nbsp; Most of the older European cities did, steeped in history and culture, unlike the States.&nbsp; “I envy you’re musical talent, Sean.&nbsp; I never progressed past the piano myself.” <br><br>“You’re all more than welcome to join me when I work out, though I don’t know how good of a teacher I’ll be.&nbsp; I’m sure I can at least get you through the basics without too many bruises,” she chided.&nbsp; <br><br>“I think Beth is onto something, “ she said a moment later, with a thoughtful nod.&nbsp; “Stability seems to become more important the older I get, but I’m a bit gun-shy at this point.&nbsp; That’s one of the reasons I wanted to try something different like this.&nbsp; I don’t have any preconceptions to fall back on, no experiences to tell me what I can and can’t do… it’s completely new.&nbsp; Very… freeing in a way.&nbsp; You also have to consider the cultural baggage as well.&nbsp; Most societies tell us that women need to be attached, need to be in a stable relationship,” she shrugged slightly and stood to gather the empty plates. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>26-10-2012, 00:53:34</strong>
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				As Mike took in the reactions to his words he couldn’t help but think something had been lost in translation. He was pretty good with English, but there was still the occasional awkward slip up. Mike was sitting as his second breakfast, still hadn’t made any headway on getting his gear organized, and was still just recovering from the shock of Katy’s replacement by Rachel. The two women seemed very different. It wasn’t as if any of them were like the replaceable parts of a machine. <br><br>Mike still had a ton he wanted to do today after getting organized, and now he was sure that he’d be helping everyone else get organized too. As a result, he begged to be excused from the breakfast table. “I’ll be up in room if any of you need any help. I’m happy to give. Besides, I’m sure you two will like watching me and Sean rearrange the furniture, ja?” <br><br>Mike gave Sean a comradely expression, and then knocked on the table as he left. He laughed at himself as he walked up the stairs. “You’re such an old man.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>31-10-2012, 21:03:14</strong>
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				But Sean overheard the comment.&nbsp; "You're only as old as the woman you feel!" he called after Mike.&nbsp; Perhaps something would be lost in translation there as well, but that was in Sean's nature: to sooth over any awkwardness.&nbsp; He hated to see people feel awkward and left out and did his best to include them in whatever was going on.&nbsp; Male or female, it didn't matter.&nbsp; Sean liked to see everyone have a good time.<br><br>Turning back to Rachel, he nodded his head.&nbsp; "I completely agree.&nbsp; There may have been a time in our collective history where we needed to settle down and have kids by age twenty, but in these modern times I don't think it's quite so necessary anymore.&nbsp; People, and especially women, are more focused on their careers than they've ever been, and putting off having kids until later and later.&nbsp; You know, I've often wondered what it must have been like to be part of the Sexual Revolution of the late 60s and early 70s.&nbsp; Of course, then AIDS and STDs had to come along and ruin it all."<br><br>He shrugged, with a bit of a lopsided smile, and stood up.&nbsp; Seizing a towel, he wiped off the table, then began rinsing and washing the dishes that Mike had put in the sink.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Rachel, you probably want some time to settle in.&nbsp; Like Mike said, the two of us would be more than happy to help move any heavy objects you require.&nbsp; &nbsp;What do you say we all meet up later this afternoon? I think I saw a billiard table in the game room."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>03-11-2012, 02:44:01</strong>
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				Beth found herself smiling at Rachel. She was very smart, beth could tell, and that was a good thing. Mikkel and Sean were smart too and had a wide range of life experiences that were way beyond the scope of what Beth had known. This was very encouraging to her. Yes she was here as an adventure and because of her own sexual curiosity...not to mention the money...but she was also at a point in her life where she was remaking herself, like a caterpillar going into a cocoon and when she emerged she would be something different and these were exactly the sort of people with whom she should be surrounding herself. Mikkel and Sean got warm smiules before theyt left then she stood and gave Rachel an awkward little hug, awkward only because she wasn't sure if Rachel was a hugger or if it would just make her uncomfortable. She'd show Rachel to her room then give instructions on how to find hers in case Rachel wanted any help then left the other woman to unpack. Beth remembered that last night those few minutes alone to settle in before dinner and facing everyone had been good for you and perhaps would be the same for Rachel. All that settled Beth returned to her room and got started on her garden.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kye</strong> on <strong>22-12-2012, 20:03:32</strong>
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				“That sounds like a plan,” Rachel said as before they began to disperse.&nbsp; <br><br>Only Beth hung back for a moment and she was surprised when the other woman moved to hug her, but she returned the gesture naturally enough, and her smile was warm when they parted at her room.&nbsp; “Thank you, Beth.&nbsp; I will see you in a few hours,” she said before she moved to explore her new home. <br><br>Hours later she hefted the last of the crates meant for her up into her arms with a grunt and trudged back to her room.&nbsp; They’d remembered everything as far as she could tell, down to the magazine subscriptions she’d been getting before she agreed to the experiment.&nbsp; It was a bit frightening if she stopped to think about it, since she hadn’t supplied that kind of detailed information on her application or during the interviews.&nbsp; <br><br>She tucked the crate in against the far wall when he glanced at the clock and quickly jumped into the shower to rinse the sweat from her skin.&nbsp; It had taken longer than she’d thought to get settled in, and she was fairly certain the others were likely waiting for her somewhere in the house.&nbsp; Likely the gaming room, since that was what Sean had mentioned after breakfast.&nbsp; She was looking forward to getting to know all of them better over the coming weeks.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 01:41:22</strong>
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				Sean spent the next few hours setting up his room as well, arranging the amplifier where he liked and allocating his easel to the corner by the window. He went through the process of tuning his guitar and adjusting the amp settings; as he did so it occurred to him to wonder where the house electricity was coming from.&nbsp; &nbsp;After all, they were on an island in the middle of the ocean.&nbsp; There were no cities or population centers nearby.&nbsp; Was there a small coal- or diesel- powered generating station somewhere on the island?&nbsp; If so, how many people worked there to keep it running?&nbsp; How much had it cost to build the house, to run the wiring, set up the plumbing, and so on?<br><br>It boggled his mind when he considered how much time and expense must have gone into the project, all of it simply to see if two men and two women could enter into a stable polyamorous relationship.&nbsp; &nbsp; Some government bigwig somewhere must have thought this was particularly important, for some reason.&nbsp; What kind of reason it was, however, was a complete mystery to Sean.<br><br>Oh well.&nbsp; He tinkered a bit on his piano, playing a song of his own composition.&nbsp; When he heard the sound of Rachel hefting the crate up to her room, he went to go see if he could help.&nbsp; Unfortunately, it was the last crate; she had already taken care of them all.&nbsp; He mumbled an apology at his lack of thoughtfulness, but she assured him that she did not mind.<br><br>So he went downstairs instead, to the parlor where, indeed, a billiards table waited for him.&nbsp; The game room had been artfully designed, with one wall made almost entirely of glass, track mood lighting around the ceiling fixtures, and a drinks bar made out of polished marble, to give the room a light and open ambience.&nbsp; He inspected the liquor cabinet; not surprisingly it was well stocked.<br><br>Sean triangle'd up the balls, and began to practice taking shots while he waited for the others to arrive. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>10-01-2013, 02:47:48</strong>
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				Mikkel spent the rest of the day frustrated. As he unpacked the things that were supposed to help make this place feel like home, the more he felt like this place was anything but. The room that was as open as the bridge on a ship had the enclosing feel of a cell. The more he thought about his emotions, the more he realized they revolved around Katy. They had known each other a short time, but an intense time it had been. He trusted her, and then she was gone. Mike knew he had to get over her, and quickly, or he was going to be miserable here. It wasn’t her fault. It was all part of the experiment. That’s what he told himself. <br><br>To a certain extent it had helped, but he still wanted something to keep his mind fresh and thoughts forward. With a slight grin on his face, Mike remembered that there was a telescope on the deckroof. He searched around the opened, still half-filled boxes until he found a notebook and pen. He hadn’t spent nearly as much seatime in the Southern Hemisphere as in the Northern, and he found himself in a position to chart a whole new set of stars of which he knew little. <br><br>Darkness found him sitting atop the house with his journal open, a double of scotch and soda, and the telescope pointed to the heavens. He felt like a kid in a candy store.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 22:56:44</strong>
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				Beth was feeling rejuvenated after her time in the garden, feeling she'd gotten a good start with things out there. She looked forward to taking little forays into the interior looking for native plants to spice things up. She dressed in a gauzy little sundress and sandals, not unlike what she'd worn the night before, her bare legs looking tanned and fit as the skirt swirled around her thighs. She made a brief entry in her journal then figured it must be time to head down and sought out the game room. She was heading that way when she came across Rachel.<br><br>"Hello! All settled in?" Beth asked, linking her arm through their new houseguest's. "The game room is right this way."<br><br>Beth led the way and found Sean leaning over the pool table, getting a little practice in. She took a moment to appreciate his cute bum which was displayed nicely at the moment to anyone coming in the door before she said anything.<br><br>"You can stop playing with yourself, we're here," she declared, enjoying the chance to be a little ribald. There was a twinkle in her eye as she stepped forward to kiss him softly on the cheek. "Where's Mikkel? Do you think he forgot we were going to meet up?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 04:16:36</strong>
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				"Who says I have to stop?" said Sean, instantly.&nbsp; Far from being offended or embarrassed by Beth's remark, he found himself rather tickled by it.&nbsp; When she brushed a kiss upon his cheek, it made his whole day.&nbsp; He reached out and snuck his arm around her waist, drawing her toward himself enough to give her a bit-more-than-simply-friendly hip-bump.&nbsp; "Hiya, Rachel!" he added, as the other girl followed Beth into the room.&nbsp; "Got everything all settled in, then?"<br><br>He detected a definite absence of Mikkel when Beth pointed it out.&nbsp; "Dunno, haven't seen him," he said, chalking up his cue.&nbsp; "Do you think we should go check on him?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kye</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 23:04:47</strong>
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				Rachel smiled when she ran into Beth and settled into stride with her easily.&nbsp; “As settled in as I’m likely to be for the foreseeable future at least,” she answered.&nbsp; “I’m glad you came along, I would have walked around in circles trying to find this room,” she admitted as they reached the room and found Sean already engaged in a game of pool.&nbsp; <br><br>She choked on a laugh at Beth’s comment and shook her head, amused.&nbsp; <br><br>“I think so, though I’ll probably move things around for the next week,” she said with a grin.&nbsp; <br><br>She glanced around at the mention of their missing housemate and frowned slightly.&nbsp; He’d been upset at her arrival, or rather at the other woman’s departure, and hoped that had nothing to do with his absence.&nbsp; She couldn’t shake the feeling that it did, however.<br><br>“Why don’t you two enjoy a game… I’ll go see if I can find him,” she offered.&nbsp; “I need to get a drink from the kitchen anyway, no reason for as all to check the same places over and over again,” she added.&nbsp; “I’ll catch up with you once I figure out where he is, and hopefully drag him back here so that I can kick all of your asses at pool.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>24-02-2013, 15:10:25</strong>
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				It only took a few minutes for the night sky to bring ease to the old sailor. The night sky was so dark here that the sky was dense with stars, and a streaking Milky Way made a cloudy near-vertical streak across the indigo sky. He looked to the highest, brightest star in the sky he could see, and pointed the telescope at it. The telescope was a refraction type, and reasonably powerful. It made the identification of the bright blue, flat star of Achernar fairly easy. Mikkel took out his pad of plain white paper, and drew the star at the top, and labeled it accordingly. Looking through the telescope again, he began to draw the other stars of the constellation Eridanus, the great river in the Southern sky. By freehand he attempted draw the major stars of the serpentine river to scale.<br><br>He then moved to Aquarius, pouring her water into Eridanus. He was just starting on the chart when he heard Rachel’s voice in the ladder well, and her footfalls on the steps. Quickly he tried to hide his amateur chart; nothing good could come of her discovering how much of an astronomy nerd he was. <br><br>“Ja,” he answered her. “Ja, I am up here. I am using the telescope. Do you need something?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>07-03-2013, 09:20:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth was pleased by the warm welcome she got from Sean and he got another peck on the cheek as she embraced him. She was about to announce her intent to go find Mikkel when Rachel volunteered and headed off with a saucy comment. Beth gave Sean an incredulous look that they had been so challenged and called out playfully after the newcomer. "We'll just see about that. Don't think you can wriggle off the hook later!" <br><br>She winked at Sean then pushed herself up to sit on the edge of the pool table, making certain to choose the spot that would be most bothersome if he continued to try to play solo, swinging her feet like a little girl. On one hand, she didn't want a repeat of this morning so wasn't intending to be too forward but on the other, something about Sean made her feel feisty and playful. She reached behind her for one of the billiard balls and began rolling across the felt-topped table under the palm of her hand.<br><br>"So, what do you think? Fancy a game to warm ourselves up for Rachel and hopefully Mikkel?" she asked with a little toss of her hair. Flirtation really was in her bones. "I think he's really upset about Katie. Well, we all are, but he seemed to take it a little harder."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>07-03-2013, 10:22:49</strong>
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				"Yeah, tell him to stop moping and come join the group," Sean agreed, calling after Rachel. <br><br>He couldn't help but wonder whether the three other housemates had all conspired to get him and Beth alone together, especially when Beth climbed up onto the table and perched on the edge, right where he was about to take his shot.&nbsp; He watched her swing her legs, and his nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply, narrowing his eyes at the blond Brit.&nbsp; &nbsp;This was like the boathouse all over again; the sexual tension was simply overwhelming, and he didn't know how much longer he could hold out.&nbsp; The only reason he had demurred then--the <em>only</em> reason--was that he had wanted to bond with all three members of the group instead of just hooking up with Annabeth. <br><br>But if Mikkel was going to sulk in his room, Sean was left with little choice.<br><br><em>Game on, little lady,</em> he thought to himself. <br><br>He ambled forward, cue in hand, until he pushed himself against the table, between Beth's legs.&nbsp; He stood directly in front of her, well within the boundaries of her personal space, even within easy kissing distance, should she be so inclined.&nbsp; "You're on," he said, "although I think this shot is going to be particularly tricky."&nbsp; His grin was so close she could almost taste it if she but stuck out her tongue.&nbsp; Wrapping his arms around her waist in what was essentially an embrace, he took aim at the white cue ball, leaning forward to rest his chin on her shoulder to see what he was doing.&nbsp; <br><br>Needless to say, his shot went wide of its mark, but he found that he didn't mind.&nbsp; "Your turn," he murmured in Beth's ear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kye</strong> on <strong>31-05-2013, 05:33:13</strong>
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				Rachel pulled her hair back out of her face as she joined Mikkel on the roof.&nbsp; It was a useless gesture.&nbsp; Her hair quickly found its way back into her face as the gentle, salt laden breeze picked up around them.&nbsp; She didn’t answer him right away, but took a log moment to appreciate the view.&nbsp; There were so many more stars visible.&nbsp; It was almost overwhelming for a moment as she took in the vast expanse that seemed to surround them.<br><br>After a moment she shook herself and glanced towards him, a crooked smile of greeting on her face.&nbsp; “You weren’t down in the game room, I figured I’d come find you,” she said with a slight shrug.&nbsp; <br><br>“What are you doing up here?” she asked as she moved closer and tried to get a look at whatever he seemed to be hiding behind his back.&nbsp; “Is astronomy a hobby of yours, or do you just like looking at he stars?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>03-06-2013, 07:10:14</strong>
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				Beth raised an eyebrow as Sean drew close. Close, hell, he put himself right between her legs as if he owned the real estate and she felt herself getting stirred up again. Confidence was sexy. And confidence in a man who actually had a sense of humor doubly so. She had to fight the urge to giggle like a school girl as he set up his shot and took a wild stab at it, not having to look to know it had been shite. Their bodies brushed each others' in interesting ways as his arms to other side of her and her cheek lightly rubbed against his, the scent of his aftershave and her perfume mingling.<br><br>"My turn indeed," she murmured and couldn't help turning her head and giving him a kiss. It was quick and playful, ended with a little nip of his lower lip, then she pushed him gently backward so she could slip off the table. She reached out to take his pool cue then indicated he should give her some room. "I want you to watch my technique very closely. I believe you may learn something."<br><br>The cue ball was at least half the table length away, maybe a little more, but rather than move to another side of the table, she went up onto the tip of her toes and laid herself over the table, stretching herself all the way out. The wispy little skirt of her dress rode up, showing of all but the very tops of her lean thighs, just almost giving away what kind of panties she was wearing. She glanced over her shoulder.<br><br>"Feel free to make any adjustments you may need to have the optimal view," she teased and gave him a devilish little smile before trying to line up the shot<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>05-06-2013, 00:50:23</strong>
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				That tore it.&nbsp; It had taken a Herculean amount of willpower to resist Beth's charms in the boathouse and no man could simply be expected to do it twice.&nbsp; "I can't be held responsible for circumstances," he muttered under his breath as he watched the blond woman lean way down over the edge of the pool table like some 1950s pin-up model.&nbsp; Her sandals flapped down from her heels in a most adorable, schoolgirl-like manner as she leaned up on her toes, and her legs seemed to go on and on and on, without end.&nbsp; He found himself unconsciously bending down as her dress rode up, to try to get a peek at what color her panties were.&nbsp; Assuming, of course, that she was wearing panties.<br><br>He waited until she took the shot--the cue ball glanced off the striped twelve, knocking it against the felt-lined edge of the table, but it didn't quite sink into the pocket.&nbsp; "Not bad," said Sean.&nbsp; "Not bad at all.&nbsp; I think I could give you a few pointers, though."<br><br>He walked up behind her, and pinned her against the table with his hips, pressing his crotch into her delightfully rounded bum so that it was impossible <em>not</em> to feel it.&nbsp; He bent himself over her, mirroring her position, and one hand crept along her shoulder to her arm as the other one folded around her waist to splay against her belly, his fingertips teasingly stroking her through the gauzy material of her dress.<br><br>"It seems to me that there are far too many balls on the table," he whispered huskily in her ear, as he ran his tongue around the edge of her earlobe.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>05-06-2013, 15:42:25</strong>
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				Mike let the small spiral notebook fall behind his back, hiding it with the breadth of his body as Rachel appeared on the lookout. “I am sorry I made you come looking for me,” he offered. “I was going to come down in a few minutes, ja?”<br><br>When Rachel didn’t accept that excuse, he offered more. “When I was making dinner I noticed there was a telescope up here, and I have always liked looking into space.” He paused and reflected a moment. “When you’re out at sea for so long, the only thing that seems constants are the stars in the sky,” he smiled disarmingly and looked up at the sky. “I think when the first sailors took to the water, ja? They felt this same thing. It is hard to leave one’s family, one’s village, for the isolation of the sea. The sky becomes your mistress, and you learn to trust her.”<br><br>He patted the seat next to him. “Come take a look, ja? The Southern Sky is a whole new heavens to explore.”<br><br>As they sat quietly, Mike made another soft comment. “When I am at sea and looking up at the stars, I can often hear the mates on the deck below playing billiards. The balls colliding make a very distinctive sound, ja?” His expression turned ironic at his inadvertent double entendre. “Anyway, this place is already starting to feel like home, and that’s a good thing, ja?”<br><br>Mike leaned back to gaze at the stars while Rachel used the telescope, his forearm went right behind the small of her back, allowing her to curl against it as she looked to the stars. Absently, Mike pushed his notebook a little further away.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kye</strong> on <strong>08-06-2013, 20:11:42</strong>
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				She listened intently as she crossed to the telescope and his side.&nbsp; She absently brushed her hair back behind her ears, the odd poetry of his words bringing a smile to her lips.&nbsp; She rather liked the way he spoke of the sea and sky.&nbsp; There was passion there, even if he seemed to wish to hide it behind faint interest.&nbsp; Why he would be embarrassed by it she couldn’t have said, but she had no reason to press the issue.&nbsp; Instead she bent to sit down next to him and looked through the telescope, a delighted gasp catching in the back of her throat at the sight that greeted her.&nbsp; <br><br>“It doesn’t feel like home to me yet, it’s more like an exciting vacation right now.&nbsp; Nervous tension, fear that I won’t fit in,” she said with an honesty that surprised her.&nbsp; “I’m sure it will feel more like home in a few days.”<br><br>She let the silence linger between them for a moment as she studied the view through the telescope, only sitting back once the image was burned into her mind’s eye, so that she still saw it faintly when she looked back at the stars, much more distance without the telescope to provide clarity.&nbsp; “It’s beautiful.&nbsp; Do you know the constellations? Was there a particular one you were searching for before I interrupted?”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>09-06-2013, 02:44:04</strong>
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				Pink. Very pale pink, almost the same color as her creamy skin...that's what he made of her panties as he dipped his head to take a peek. It could also be said of her panties that there wasn't much to them as if he needed further motivation. Always a tease, she wiggled her bottom just a bit before she took her shot and any thought she might have had about standing up after quickly fled as she felt his weight pressing down on her, the heat of his body radiating through the fabric of her dress. It was delicious really the predicament she found herself in and despite the false start this morning, she found herself immediately aroused by his continuing boldness. It was a bit awkward, pinned and in the position she was, to move but that was part of the appeal, so straining she managed to press herself back against his stirring erection, letting him know just how welcome he was.<br><br>"Far too many...perhaps we're shite at pool and should try something else," she said a little breathlessly. Her lithe body squirmed a bit beneath him as she stretched out a hand and started pushing balls into the pockets to make room on the table. "Although I should confess, I find your pointer very...compelling."<br><br>Then a soft laugh, alto and womanly, as she began to grind back against him, determined this time to make it impossible for him to say but not knowing how long they might have.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>09-06-2013, 15:00:02</strong>
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				Mike laughed ironically at Rachel’s words. “I feel the same way, ja? I am so much older than the rest of you, and that didn’t change with your replacement of Katy. At least you are not younger than Beth, ja? Then it would be crazy.”<br><br>For the first time Mike realized he had dismissed Rachel as being part of the whole Katy switch-up fiasco, and he allowed himself to really take her in now. Her hair fluttered perfectly in the nighttime breeze, even thought she struggled with it, and her eyes were bright, probably a little from fear, but not enough to close her personality. <br><br>When she asked him whether he knew the constellations he was suddenly brought back to reality, and the notebook. He decided that, if he were going to be embarrassed, it would be better to get it out of the way now instead of at some awkward time in the future. Reluctantly, he reached behind himself to find the notebook, and pulled it from its hiding spot.<br><br>“When you came up I was in the middle of making a chart. It’s something I used to do at sea for fun. We had all kinds of technologies and radars, ja? But before that people used the stars to navigate. It’s harder than it looks, for even the first sailors knew the stars moved across the sky, and weren’t in the same place at the same time every night.”<br><br>He opened the notebook to his first rough drawing. “I especially like the Southern sky, as I haven’t sailed it nearly as much as the North, ja? Here look,” he took Rachel’s hand gently and placed it in his lap on the notebook. “It’s probably hard to read in the dark, ja?” he laughed. “This star is Achernar, the brightest star in the Southern sky.” He pointed to it, to where it could easily be seen without a telescope. “Achernar is in the constellation Eridanus, which is a great a river poured by Aquarius.” He moved her hand across the chart, showing how the constellations were drawn atop the stars. “Here, take a look,” he said, standing up and swinging around the telescope. He pointed it at Achernar.<br><br>Mike took Rachel’s hand and lifted her to her feet. “C’mon, ja? Take a look. It’s pointed at Achernar, the Southern Star, and you can see the other bright stars of Eridanus forming a river flowing up from Achernar. It looks a bit like a question mark, ja?” His hand stroked absently down her back as she looked at the sky through the telescope.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>10-06-2013, 07:59:13</strong>
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				It had also occurred to Sean that, should they continue down this road, it would be impossible to turn back -- well, not unless Beth was a horrific tease, and he somehow doubted that that was the case.&nbsp; There was very real risk of being caught by Mikkel and Rachel; after all, they <em>were</em> all supposed to meet up here for a game of pool.&nbsp; Proceeding forward was simply asking for trouble.<br><br>Sean found that he simply didn't care.&nbsp; The nail was put in the coffin the moment he felt the blond girl press backward into him, grinding against him in a wanton display of unabashed frottage.&nbsp; "Oh, look at that," he said, shovelling any of the billiard balls within reach into the nearest convenient pocket.&nbsp; "Looks like we win.&nbsp; Oh, well.&nbsp; Now that the game is over, what to do?&nbsp; What to do, what to do..."<br><br>He rolled off of Beth so that, between them, all of the balls&nbsp; were soon pocketed.&nbsp; That done, he turned her around to face him, knelt, wrapping his arms around her bottom, and easily lifted her up and onto the table.&nbsp; Once she was safely seated on the felt,&nbsp; he drew her fingers to the buttons of his shirt, making it obvious that he expected her to undo them, but also giving her free reign to explore his chest and belly at her leisure.<br><br>"Yes, people have said that my cue stick is impressive," he smirked.&nbsp; "Although I think it's been too long since it had a good waxing."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kye</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 23:27:00</strong>
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				Rachel leaned into him slightly as she studied the chart he had been creating in his notebook.&nbsp; It took a moment for her eyes to adjust enough to really read the chart, but she couldn’t help but smile as he spoke.&nbsp; It was obvious that astronomy was a passion of his, and it showed in the way he spoke, more life in his words than she’d sensed from him before.&nbsp; It made her nervousness settle to something more manageable as she relaxed and brushed her hair away from her face once more, even her annoyance at the breeze forgotten.<br><br>She stood to look through the telescope, a soft gasp catching in her throat as the bright star came into focus.&nbsp; She was so caught up in the sight that it took a moment for her to notice his hand on her back.&nbsp; She squirmed just a bit beneath his touch, enjoying the gentle pressure as she stood up again and gave him a bright smile.&nbsp; <br><br>“It’s beautiful.&nbsp; What’s your favorite constellation?” she asked.&nbsp; “Have you ever had the opportunity to view a comet? I’ve always thought that would be an amazing sight through a telescope…” she trailed off and blushed slightly when she realize she was babbling in her excitement.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>28-06-2013, 03:18:09</strong>
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				"Oh!" Beth exclaimed softly as Sean lifted her up as if she were feather light and plopped her on the table. Her skirt had bunched up and the felt was a little scratchy on the backs of her thighs but it was hardly noticed in light of Sean taking charge which had put a glimmer in her baby blues that matched the glint in his eyes. Knowing the others could come back just added to her desire to have him here and now and she gladly got to work on his buttons.<br><br>"We win indeed," she murmured and as the first button was unfastened she leaned forward to kiss the small patch of skin that was revealed. "Luckily I think we're both...imaginative...enough to find something else to occupy us."<br><br>Between her words she continued to kiss his chest with each new button take care of until she couldn't kiss him any lower given their close proximity. A golden fall of silken hair fell over an eye as she looked up at him for a moment, wrapping her legs around his hips then grabbing his shirt and suddenly ripping it the rest of the way open, the last remaining buttons flying everywhere. Her hands immediately found their way under his shirt, exploring and caressing the planes of his torso.<br><br>"I certainly hope your cue stick hasn't suffered from so much neglect," she teased and tut-tutted. "I think maybe I need to have a look to see what we have to work with. If you don't have the proper equipment you can't get a thing done."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>30-06-2013, 02:06:37</strong>
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				Sean leaned backward, teasing Beth as her fingers nimbly worked down his shirt, making the task just a little bit more difficult for her.&nbsp; It didn't prove much of an obstacle, however, and he closed his eyes and sighed in contentment as the shirt fell open, paving the way for her lips to brush his skin.&nbsp; &nbsp;Apparently there were limits to even her patience, however, and as she grabbed the material and ripped it apart, he stared at her in faux shock.<br><br>"Hey!" he protested.&nbsp; "That's one of my favorite shirts!"&nbsp; But he couldn't complain too much.&nbsp; He was, he figured, partly responsible, and his lips parted in a toothy smile as her hands explored his bare stomach, hardened from daily exercise with only the lightest, softest down of hair beneath his belly button.<br><br>In response, he worked his fingers underneath the lower edge of her skirt, lifting it up enough to reveal the pale pink panties once more.&nbsp; He shifted his momentum, pressing forward, leaning into her body now as he pushed her back upon the felt table.&nbsp; One hand dipped down toward her bottom, underneath the skirt, his finger teasing her arse through the gauzy fabric.<br><br>"I look forward to seeing what you think of my stick," he responded, his eyes half-lidded, a lopsided, easy smile on his face.&nbsp; Only an idiot would have not figured out, by now, that they were no longer talking about billiards.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Mayerling</strong> on <strong>30-06-2013, 18:20:19</strong>
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				There was a moment of silence as Rachel trailed off in which she and Mikkel both realized they shared a geeky passion. It was broken with smiles and soft laughs. “It sounds like Sean and Beth are done with their billiard game, ja? I don’t hear any balls knocking together.” <br><br>There was another moment of humorous silence, more smiles, more laughs. “I don’t think I said that right in English, ja?” he laughed. “I have a favor to ask, though.” Mike looked at her softly, though with a little more seriousness. Their eyes met under the stars. “Let’s make this our place? Our little thing? There’s always good reason to have an excuse to come up here, ja?” Mikkel was being more cryptic than he intended. “I mean I love it up here, and I don’t mind sharing it. I’m really talking about the astronomy, ja? The charting?” <br><br>Although he couldn’t admit he really wasn’t. The fantasy of he and Rachel having sex up here under the stars was racing through his mind, and it was clearly having an effect on his mind putting coherent thoughts together. But it was too soon for that fantasy to play out. He was attracted to Rachel - who wouldn’t be? – but that made him want to slow down. At the same time he remembered watching Sean and Beth slip into the boathouse, and the urges that image provoked were undeniable. Now a similar image came from the silence of a game that could be heard below only moments ago. In order to deny himself those urges once more Mikkel needed some kind of distraction. Thankfully Rachel’s questions still hung close in the warm night air.<br><br>“My favorite constellation is Fiskikarlar, the fisherman,” he answered her question, and refocusing his attention to astronomy from Rachel’s alluring femininity, to the extent that was possible. “It is the Norse name for Orion, the hunter. The Greeks saw him holding a skinned lion, ja? The Norse saw him holding the day’s catch,” he laughed, his supposition backed by nothing empirical.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kye</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 02:59:50</strong>
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				Humor lingered between them, laughter in her gaze even as he turned the conversation to something more serious.&nbsp; In truth she'd been so interested in the stars, and him, to notice that the sounds of the game had faded away.&nbsp; She was glad of the darkness as she blushed slightly, embarrassed that she'd let herself become so distracted that the world around them had faded away, all but the stars and the passion they seemed to share for them.&nbsp; <br><br>"Of course," she finally managed to respond, her voice slightly husky as her own thoughts turned to things they could do beneath the stars that had nothing to do with astronomy.&nbsp; "I'd like that.&nbsp; It's so peaceful up here, quiet.&nbsp; It almost feels like we're the only people on the island..." she trailed off, sure that she was reading too much into his request. <br><br>She was glad for the change of topic, the awkwardness falling away again as she laughed softly.&nbsp; <br><br>"I think I like the Greek view of him better," she admitted.&nbsp; "I have always loved Cassiopeia.&nbsp; I'm not even sure why.&nbsp; This really is a fantastic place to view the stars.&nbsp; I wonder if we could turn off the outside lights sometime..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>11-07-2013, 17:31:05</strong>
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				She couldn't help but wriggle as his hand cupped her ass and she felt the tease of his finger through her panties, his shift as he began to press her back just adding to the anticipation. She had to curl up to touch him now as he had her at a slight disadvantage which made her happy for all the crunches she'd done over the years as she certainly wasn't ready to behave yet.<br><br>"I think your stick and I are going to get along just fine," she said, reaching up to slip first one arm free of its spaghetti strap then the other but did no more as she locked eyes with him. Her back arched, her breasts seemed intent on pressing through the fabric of her dress and it was impossible to ignore how easily the bodice could be tugged down. She busied her hands with unfastening his pants but took her time about it, her fingers brushing and poking gently against his cock through the denim. "We really shouldn't be taking our time making the introductions. They could come back at any time and what a shameful display that would be."<br><br>She whispered the last into his ear as at last his fly was opened and she peeled his jeans open just enough to slide her hand down inside. A sigh escaped her lips as she rubbed him, giving him one little squeeze before she fell back on the table, arms over her head and golden hair fanned out, her playful eyes daring him to do something about it. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 06:16:00</strong>
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				"Serves 'em right for taking their sweet-ass time," he said, cheerfully using the vulgarity.<br><br>He stared down at the British girl,&nbsp; who arrayed herself so winsomely upon the felt surface and returned his stare with a limpid, come-hither expression.&nbsp; His penis was throbbing, responding to the squeeze by swelling and hardening.&nbsp; He felt the chafing bite of the zipper, and so he spent a few moments carefully shifting and squirming, pushing his jeans downward, to pool and huddle around his knees.&nbsp; &nbsp;That seemed a potential problem, so he momentarily lay down next to her, flipping over onto his back as he shoved and pushed at the denim, until finally the hated material was kicked free.&nbsp; &nbsp;That, and the silk boxers he wore underneath, which were far less a problem than the pants.<br><br>Now naked from the waist down--actually, pretty much from the waist up, too, considering the fact that his shirt was ripped open, revealing only a polished, tapered tooth, almost like a fang, on a metal chain around his neck, the tattoo of the arctic scene barely visible beneath the shirt on his shoulder--he straddled her once more, and regarded her for a moment.<br><br>He curled his fingers around the top of her dress, his knuckles coincidentally (or perhaps not so much) brushing her breasts.&nbsp; He did indeed tug down, intent on pulling the sheer fabric down her body and off.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niferbelle</strong> on <strong>29-09-2013, 03:06:15</strong>
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				Beth loved something as simple as watching fuss about what to do with his clothes, giggling as he joined her on the table for a moment to relieve himself of his pants. She let her eyes slide over his now mostly naked body, making no secret that she appreciated the sight, and squirmed as he teased the bodice of her dress down. Even as confident as she was about her looks, there was always that first moment when someone saw you naked when you worried they might not like something they see or find you less than they had imagined somehow and she lay still for a moment, teeth sawing at her lip, and looked for anything in his face that might be disappointed. Her creamy breasts jiggled free of the dress, the movement natural, her areola hardened to rosy tips. After a moment she smiled and slid her hand up his torso to tweak the tooth on the chain.<br><br>Sean was so much fun. he made everything seem lighter and brighter, nothing like the black hole that had been her husband. Sometimes intensity could turn to brooding and become drudgery and her ex seemed always to race right for that line and cross it. It hadn't occurred to her to complain at the time, but now, in retrospect, she could see that sometimes there had to be a little joy too. He was sexy to look at, yes, but his sense of fun is what drew her like a moth to the flame. her hands came to rest on his thighs and she was beginning to feel very warm where he was straddling her.<br><br>"You seem to have me at a disadvantage if you judge things by appearances," she commented dryly, her eyes coming to rest where his stiffening cock was pressing against her skin. "But I think I might still have a little negotiating power left."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Experiment 2437B (Kyrsa, LM, Niferbelle &amp; Remiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 11:08:58</strong>
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				"Hrm?" said Sean, who had entirely lost track of the conversation.&nbsp; Was he judging her by appearances?&nbsp; He didn't think so.&nbsp; Then again, her appearances were certainly something he had no complaint with whatsoever.<br><br>"A woman always has negotiating power," he murmured, "especially when she is devoid of her clothing.&nbsp; At that point, a man will do just about anything to convince her to let him put his dick in her."&nbsp; A hand came up, fingertips calloused by years of playing the guitar and violin, and coasted over her belly to settle upon her right breast.&nbsp; He gave her a playful squeeze, his thumb tracing a circle around her nipple.&nbsp; He winked at her--he actually winked!--and ducked his head, taking the nipple between his lips.&nbsp; He rolled it between his lips for a bit, and then sucked, the vacuum in his mouth pulling at the pink bud.&nbsp; His free hand roamed up and down her back, and then settled upon a spot, fingers splayed, so that he might pull her closer, lifting her midsection off the felt and tenting her body for his convenience. 
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