The Community [Main Thread]
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				Title: <strong>The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>24-06-2016, 06:42:42</strong>
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				(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/f2/Gated_community_near_Ezeiza.jpg)<br><br>In his mind, the day starts just before dawn. He had to keep some secrets in his position, some of them seem ridiculous but he does them anyway because that's what you do with his job. This wasn't one of those secrets but it didn't get around as much as one would think. The Mayor liked these early mornings, this wasn't a secret but he didn't advertise it. When he could get up early he always takes a good long run through the streets before his shower and his work truely starts.<br><br>Three years ago was the "Purple Plague", an epidemic on a scale never seen before or sense. We considered ourselves lucky that it only killed those with comprimised immune systems anyway. No, the real horror of the Purple Plague didn't hit until after the disease had already burned itself out, and the babies stopped coming. As far as the scientists can tell only about 1% of the human race can still reproduce - the rest sterilized by the disease.<br><br>The Communities officially started about two-and-a-half years ago. They're considered a semi-secret, the public knows that they're a government program but you'd be surprised how few people actually know how many Communities there are and where they are. Not even the President knows where all of them are - though he would if he was one of the 1%. The Mayors know though, the Mayors know all about what goes on in the Communities - more then they will ever let on.<br><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/0/00/Cole_turner.jpg/200px-Cole_turner.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> 'The Mayor'<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A Really Nice Suit, After a Shower<br><hr><br>He made it a point to shower and dress up a bit for this sort of day. Of course they were still finding more fertile people - the initial rush was gone but the way to find the fertile was really the old fashioned way. Either get knocked up, get someone else knocked up, or go talk make an appointment with a Doctor.<br><br>So the news that he'd be getting some new arrivals, didn't surprise him. He had double checked to make sure the Midwife knew but he knew he probably didn't have to. He knew he made a point to always be the first non-armed face the new arrivals saw as they government vehicles took them right to the front gate. Past the gate there was a meeting center, then another vehicle was waiting to take them deeper into the territory. Here there was a forest seperating this community from the rest of the world - an element of geographical seperation was something all the Communities had in common.<br><br>The Mayor was early, taking a seat at the head of the orientation room - a small auditorium really if more for the early days - and he checks his watch. The new batch should be in soon, and a couple people working for him should be doing their thing nearby. He always did like having a few other friendly faces also present to help sell all this. He was the Mayor, his job was too make sure the Community Worked - and if his suit was any indication it was going to work great.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>24-06-2016, 07:18:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.malemodelscene.net/wp-content/gallery/012013/david-gandy-7-hollywood-fall-winter-2012-03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Virgil Matthews<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Morning chores, prepping for the orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Cowboy boots, blue jeans, a black white beater, plaid short sleeve button up left open, with a black Stetson<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Cheyenne<br><br>The day of a farmer or even a rancher started well before the false dawn, today started even earlier as both he and Cheyenne had to be in Town Proper for the orientation meeting. He had already gone through one Orientation, so he wasn’t expecting anything different from his first.<br><br>Blah, blah, blah, make babies, blah, blah, blah, make babies.<br><br>He’d been doing just that at his first Community, but he’d gotten caught between a few possessive ladies who seemed to think he belonged to them. Problem was that he had, and still did care about each of them in his own way. After all they were all carrying a very important part of him inside them. However, jealousy was not something easily put aside, even when you were talking about a couple hundred people in a semi-secluded area.<br><br>So the Mayor and the Midwife of his first community had arranged for him to move here and take a good chunk of his livestock with him. They even sent Cheyenne with him, however the current managerial system had given her a small cabin off to the side of his own, which he felt was a waste of resources and space. Given that he’d gladly take her to bed… and keep her there. <br><br>On the outside world before the Plague had hit, she’d have been something he’d have been quite content settling down with. It wasn’t often nowadays to find a woman who knew her way around a stable as well as he did, if not better. Of course, she had an ass that he just wanted to palm and squeeze whenever she bent over and he felt that she wasn’t looking.<br><br>She was a bit short, but then what she lacked in height she more than made up for in attitude around the ranch. Though he had to admit that he had a thing for shorter women.<br><br>He had just gotten done feeding all the animals. Had gotten most of the heffers milked and would have to get the rest done when he got back from Orientation. He still needed to get cleaned up. He checked his watch before he hurried over to Cheyenne’s little cabin and pounded on her front door, “Cheyenne, I’m leaving in 30 minutes whether you’re dressed or not.”<br><br>With that he hurried into his own house which was only moderately larger than Cheyenne’s but that was more the kitchen and dining room than anything else because he had to occasionally have company pertaining to the Ranch. He entered through the backdoor which opened into the house by the second bath, which was a small shower stall, toilet, sink and mirror. Quite the utilitarian feature given his work.<br><br>He stripped down and got cleaned up quickly and efficiently before changing into a clean change of clothes. Slipping on his ‘public’ boots, he pulled out a clean Stetson that he wore around in public before stepping outside. The crisp feel of new jeans felt odd, but he always kept a nice set of clothes that weren’t too fancy around for occasions like this. He had a suit, but the thing had seen use only three times since he’d bought it. Two weddings, and a funeral. He felt like a clown whenever he put it on.<br><br>With only 3 minutes until his imposed deadline, he pounded on Cheyenne’s door, “Come lazy bones, we gotta leave now or we’re gonna be late.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>24-06-2016, 11:13:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7e/DrakeHilton.jpg)</div>Drake Hilton sat in the back seat of the government supplied car enroute to the orientation meeting. The car reeked of fresh leather and plastic with an undercurrent of flowery air freshener. He would have much preferred his 2016 Astin Martine Rapid S, but the Mayor had insisted that the newcomers arrive via government transportation. His black suit was made from the finest silk as was his deep purple shirt. Today he was tieless and had the top button undone. A blue tooth headset was clipped to his right ear as he took care of some business dealings. <br><br>"I haven't talked to him yet Eddie," he told the person on the other end of the conversation. "If I can catch him after the meeting today I will. If not then I will bring it up to him when I get a chance." He sighed and rubbed his temples as the other person responded. "Look this is my company and my money. It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks. We need to adapt Eddie. No one needs a fancy hotel or resort these days. What they need is entertainment or a place where they can explore whatever sexual kinks they want to without worrying about what the neighbors might think." Drake rolled his eyes as Eddie tried to persuade him to reconsider his plans. "I'm doing it and that's final. As long as the Mayor signs off on it I'm going to do it and I won't let you or anyone else stand in my way. I gotta go Eddie. I will email you with the details once I have them." <br><br>He hung up and slipped the blue tooth into his coat pocket as the car pulled up in front of small auditorium. Exiting the car he stretched and adjusted his very fine suit before entering the building and looking around. He wondered what his new neighbors would be like, especially the women. While he tried not to worry about looks overly much it would be easier to try and make babies if the women were hot. Where the other men were concerned his biggest issue would be how well they played with others. Drake himself had no issues with sharing, but he knew a lot of jealous men who would do whatever they could to corner the market so to speak. Once they had marked you as theirs no one else could touch you and with society reduced to having as many babies as possible in order to survive sharing would indeed be caring. At any rate he would find out soon enough as the others should be arriving at any moment.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmbrosiaPudding</strong> on <strong>25-06-2016, 01:21:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/McW35gh.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Rose Cassidy<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dress (http://imgur.com/GBaexYl)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> The Mayor<br><br>Methodical, there was no better way to describe Rose in the mornings. She had a routine that she stuck to religiously. Monday through Friday she woke up promptly at five A.M., pulled on her swimsuit, jogging shorts, and ran to the community pool. One which she had the keys to and unlocked each morning for herself. Her morning swim consisted of how many laps she could get done in a half hours time, before she made the jog back to her sweet little home in the middle of the town. From there she showered, dressed, and made her way to the Mayor’s office. <br><br>Today was no different, not until she got there at half after six though. It was orientation day, a day Rose loved. She genuinely enjoyed meeting new members of the community. Grabbing the small speech she had prepared for the Mayor the night before, just in case he hadn’t written one, her heels made no noise on the carpet, her movements gracefully leading her toward the small auditorium. Her green eyes showed no surprise at seeing the Mayor situating himself at the head of the room. A small, though loose, smile on her lips as she clicked her way toward him. The portfolio in her hands containing all the new information on the new figures the government would be giving them for the new residents. They wouldn’t speak of such things at the orientation though, of course.&nbsp; <br><br>The deep blue dress that she wore hugged her curves in all the right places, it made her bosom look sweet, but showed off the freckled skin in just enough places to incite the imagination. Her pearl earrings matched the stilettos on her feet and gave her a certain air of class, at least Rose thought it did. Settling in the seat next to the Mayor, placing the portfolio down, pulling out a small stack of papers, Rose straightened them meticulously before turning to look at the Mayor. <br><br>“Good morning sir, I hope that you are doing well this day.” Her slender hand pulled out the note cards that she had carefully written his speech down on. “I’ve prepared you a speech, just in case you want to say a few choice words.” She added placing them down in front of him with a soft pop. She wore little makeup on her face, just a bit of mascara and a soft pink lipstick. She preferred to go with a natural look for the office. As if an after thought, she could have been talking about the weather, Rose added. “I’ll be ovulating soon.” Rose’s eyes were down, looking at the different information she had on the new arrivals. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anesa</strong> on <strong>25-06-2016, 01:58:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/05/39/d5/0539d594001e871d53c6ee4f755ba0dd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cheyenne Bailey<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Getting ready for orientation.<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black knit dress<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Virgil<br><br>Cheyenne’s blonde head snapped in the direction of the doorway when she heard Virgil’s abrupt warning, giving a little exasperated sigh and a roll of her eyes as she muttered under her breath, “Seriously?”<br><br>Virgil was a rake, albeit a charming and handsome one, but a rake nonetheless.&nbsp; But regardless of his philandering ways, the two of them had a good working relationship, and she enjoyed helping him around the ranch, taking care of his cattle and horses.&nbsp; Having a boss who looked like Virgil was an added bonus, and she would be lying if she ever said she didn’t ogle the cowboy from time to time.&nbsp; No doubt, there were plenty of women who tried to pin him down, but he wasn’t exactly white-picket-fence material.&nbsp; Women were a form of entertainment for the cowboy.<br><br>Standing in front of the mirror over her bathroom sink, she gave her lashes a few quick strokes of mascara.&nbsp; &nbsp;Virgil really had no need to worry that she’d be ready on time.&nbsp; &nbsp;Cheyenne had been up for hours, finding it impossible to get much sleep due to her nerves being on edge and worrying about going through with the arrangement she had made with the Mayor.&nbsp; It all felt surreal:&nbsp; She would soon become a surrogate mother, giving up her own womb to replenish civilization after the plague had left so many others unfertile and unable to reproduce.<br><br>The inexperienced cowgirl was still a virgin, vowing early on in her young life to remain celibate until her wedding day.&nbsp; She’d never had intimate relations with any man, not even her ex fiancé who, although seemingly supportive and agreeable&nbsp; to not have premarital sex, found himself caught up in an affair with one of her best friends, Dorsey Myers. Kicking him (and her) to the curb only a few weeks prior, she slung a duffle bag over her shoulder and followed her boss across three states to continue working for him as a vet tech, as well as to become one of their newest baby making machines.&nbsp; Cheyenne always wanted to do something with purpose and make a difference in the world, but being mounted by different men and having their baby batter emptied into her fertile, young body perhaps wasn’t exactly what she had in mind.&nbsp; Still, she was determined to follow through with her decision.<br><em><br>“Come lazy bones, we gotta leave now or we’re gonna be late.”<br></em><br>Wearing a simple, black knit dress that clung to every curve, she opened the door and smiled.<br><br><em>"Damn!&nbsp; He looks good", </em>she thought to herself as she gave him a quick once-over, noting the way his Stetson dipped over his sexy blue eyes and his starched Wranglers fit him like a well-worn glove.<br><br>Stepping past him, she gently brushed against his arm as she made her way to the unmarked government car awaiting them.&nbsp; She turned around just before getting into the vehicle.<br><br>“If you’re waiting on me, you’re backing up, cowboy!”<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>25-06-2016, 02:24:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.malemodelscene.net/wp-content/gallery/012013/david-gandy-7-hollywood-fall-winter-2012-03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Virgil Matthews<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Going to Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Cowboy boots, blue jeans, a black white beater, plaid short sleeve button up left open, with a black Stetson<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Cheyenne<br><br>Cheyenne was always a ray of sunshine around the farm and the only reason he hadn’t pursued her had been he respected the fact that she was in a relationship for most of the time he knew her and the fact that the breakup hadn’t been pretty. He might be a rake, but even he had some morals. And preying on women dealing with a break up with a cheating significant other was not one of them.<br><br>As she brushed past him, the warm feel of her dress against his arm was almost enough to cause him to shiver as the smell of her body spray wafted up to his nose as she passed… a cucumber melon.<br><br><em>”If you’re waiting on me, you’re backing up, cowboy!’</em><br><br>“If I wasn’t waiting on you, I’d already be on my way to town by now.” Chuckled Virgil as he allowed himself to reach out and catch her by her waist, pulling her close enough that he knew he was far more intimate than he probably should have without being completely indecent. “But I must say, sunshine, you look absolutely outstanding this morning. Ravishing even.”<br><br>There was a glimmer of hunger in his eyes about just how he’d like to ravish her. But even as a rake, he was not one to take a woman against her will. “As for the government clowns, they’re just here to follow behind the truck. I told them I’ve got things to buy in town after Orientation and I’m not going to waste time coming all the way back just to go back into town.”<br><br>So hooking her seemingly delicate arm in his hairy, muscular one, he guided her to the passenger side of the truck where he opened the door for her, taking his Stetson off and placed it against his chest as he bowed her up into the truck. It was a beaten up Dodge Ram. It might not look like much on the outside, but he paid good money to make sure the beast would rumble and purr like a happy tiger.<br><br>Closing the door behind her, he hurried around to the driver’s side as he placed his hat back on his head and climbed in. He started the engine, put it into gear, and started for the road proper even though he nearly started off towards one of the grazing fields.<br><br>“So, Cheyenne, I know you’ve been approached by The Mayor. I saw that letter in the mail. I’m fairly certain that you know what’s going to be expected of you. I just want you to know that I’ll be here to prevent anyone from pressuring you into anything you’re not ready for. Though, pardon me for being forward, but I’d like to put myself to the forefront of that line when you’re ready.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmbrosiaPudding</strong> on <strong>25-06-2016, 02:32:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/db2ue3C.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Isabelle Bellucci<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Heading to Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pantsuit (http://imgur.com/sxmVKAX)<br>The buxom black haired beauty sat in the back of the Lincoln that had picked her up, and played with her nails. Isabelle was nervous. Isabelle was a baker, she liked to be by herself kneading dough, icing cakes, she did not like making business plans and trying to convince a man that she barely knew to allow her to open up a bakery but that was exactly what she had to do. One slightly tanned hand snuck out, touching the black briefcase beside her that contained all of her business plans. Slowly she let out a long breath, doing her best to bring her heartrate down. <br><br>Isabelle had chosen her best outfit, the red silk blouse ruffled around her breasts but didn’t hide their size while the tan dress pants showed the length of her long legs and the curve of her bodacious rear. Having been awake for hours before the town car had even come for her. The twenty-eight year old felt as if she were sixteen asking to borrow the car for the first time. Sitting in front of her vanity mirror, probably for the last time, she had carefully curled her long locks, painted her full lips a dark shade of red, applied a line of black liner, curled her eyelashes perfectly, even painted her nails. All in attempts to calm her nerves. If she looked commanding and poised, perhaps she would come across as commanding and poised.&nbsp; <br><br>Isabelle had down her research, or at least, as much as she could do. The community she was being sent to had a Bakery, one that wasn’t being used even. From what Isabelle could see, from the floor plan she has specifically requested for that building, as well as the picture that had been provided it had an apartment above it. That only made it more perfect for her. That was also part of her argument. She could live, and work, in the same space. Which would leave more room for others to live in the community. If that failed, Isabelle didn’t know what she was going to do. Though she didn’t think that she would fail either.<br><br>The jacket that she wore was open, not closed and Isabelle played the with hem of it for a moment before the car came to a stop. Grabbing the briefcase she murmured a thank you to the driver before throwing her long leg out of the door. He had brought her to a building which she assumed was the auditorium where orientation would be held. A reassuring breath, Isabelle stood up tall and walked into the building, her hips swaying, her hair bouncing serenely, and the smallest of smiles on her ruby lips. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>25-06-2016, 06:23:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/female%20characters/800c3df6-520c-45da-8918-44ca98495fbb_zpszbxthbgd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Riley Kennedy<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning, Day 1<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Tied flannel (teal) + ass hugging jeans, combat boots, and hat, all in black.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<hr><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><em>"Bye mama! I will miss you, k?"</em></span><br><br>It was the last thing her son had said to her before she’d climbed into the vehicle that had been sent for her and it had turned tough girl, Riley Kennedy, into a nearly blubbering pile of goo to wave goodbye to that tear stained face. She had never been away from home longer than she had to be, had never stayed away from her little man more than was absolutely necessary, so how was she going to do this?<br><br>Hours later the question still churned in her head. Staring out of the window she watched the landscape pass by, her brain spinning faster than the 70 miles per hour they’d maintained going down the highway. The question played over and over in her head in an endless loop she couldn't seem to escape. And all for what, because some faceless official had decided that they could bully her into a position they wanted? It was bullshit.<br><br>Police officer, right. As she was growing up Riley had sworn she never want to be a police officer. Yet blood had proved true. When it came right down to it there really hadn't been any other choice. Despite her circumstances at the time she had sucked it up and signed on to a profession that she thought would allow her to make a difference, especially so soon after the plague. Boy was she wrong. Or at least her version of making a difference seemed to differ entirely from what others had in mind. She still wasn't sure exactly what reason had led her to be maneuvered into accepting position in an nameless community that she'd never heard of before. In fact it didn't make much sense at all to her. Yes, she was a legacy. Descended from a long line a law enforcement officers. But aside from her surname Riley hadn't really been anything special, just another cop in a busy station full of cops.<br><br>Still, regardless of her confusion over the why, her position had been made very clear to her by a community liaison. Her job was to be an approachable representative of those entrusted to keep the community residents safe. She would help keep the peace and maintain a sense of normalcy that military men and women couldn't provide. In other words, she was there to be a pretty non threatening face to keep up appearances and nothing more. Booooooo.<br><br>Sighing quietly to herself Riley leaned her head back against the seat and closed her eyes, remaining that way until she felt the nondescript SUV pause. Her long sweep of lashes lifted slowly and her eyes came to focus on a set of guarded gates. After a short few moments the gates were opened and the SUV began rolling again, though now instead of being on a hidden road hugged by trees things had opened up into… a town. An actual community.<br><br>"Well wouldja look at that..."<br><br>She wasn't sure what she'd been expecting but there wasn’t much time for her to really survey her surroundings unfortunately. She’d been briefed that there was to be a new resident orientation and she was to attend as any other member would. When the SUV rolled to a stop and her door was opened, Riley snatched up her black fitted cap and slid out of the backseat revealing long, toned legs encased in black denim so tight it looked painted on and half laced combat boots. A teal and black flannel shirt tied high on her torso with the sleeves rolled up her forearms completed her casual look, the top buttons undone enough to be comfortable and perhaps show a flash of cleavage here and there as well as the key that rested there should anyone actually look. Sure, it had been suggested she dress up and "maybe make a little effort" for this meeting but perhaps because she could, she had opted to do exactly the opposite and dress how she damn well felt like dressing. Despite the rough morning, Riley slipped her cap over her head and flashed a grin at the driver while tugging the end of her ponytail over her shoulder. <br><br>“Catch ya later, Jeeves!” She flipped him a thumbs up then strode off toward the building where a few others seemed to be headed, already having been assured that her belongings would be waiting for her once the orientation was concluded. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anesa</strong> on <strong>25-06-2016, 06:35:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/05/39/d5/0539d594001e871d53c6ee4f755ba0dd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cheyenne Bailey<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> En route to orientation.<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black knit dress<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Virgil<br><br>Just as she started for the awaiting car, she felt an arm gently encircle her waist as Virgil pulled her back towards him.&nbsp; &nbsp;His close proximity brought a noticeable flood of warmth through her entire being, overloading her senses and rendering her speechless for a moment or two.&nbsp; Her cheeks had turned to an even darker shade of pink with his compliment.<br><br>Although she hadn’t been privy to any previous transportation arrangements, she certainly didn’t mind the sudden change of plans.&nbsp; Taking his arm, she followed the handsome cowboy to his truck and hopped in, giving him a little appraising grin when he demonstrated his chivalry by opening the door and removing his hat, waiting patiently for her to get situated.<br><br>After he put the truck in gear and they started the short drive over to the auditorium, Virgil turned to her and spoke in a confident, and yet almost a sympathetic tone of voice.&nbsp; He admitted to her that he already knew she had signed up for the “Fertile Myrtle” Marathon , but he was also offering up his protection (of sorts), particularly if she felt that she was being pressured by any of the other men.&nbsp; Her first thought was along the lines of “Awww, how sweet!”, he’s going to be the “big brother” who watches over his “little sister” type, making certain no harm comes to her.&nbsp; But that analogy quickly flew out the window when she heard his follow-up comment:<br><br><em>“I’d like to put myself to the forefront of that line when you’re ready.”<br></em><br>She turned to look at him, her jaw dropped open, followed by a nervous little laugh.<br><br>“You’re calling <em>dibs?”</em><br><br>She began fidgeting in her seat as she nervously wrung her hands in her lap.<br><br>“Is that how it works?&nbsp; I mean, I honestly had no idea we could “pick and choose” our baby daddies!”<br><br>By this time, she wasn’t even waiting for Virgil to answer any of her questions.&nbsp; She was pretty much rambling, finding herself once again second-guessing her decision to do any of this.<br><br>“So, you're telling me, I get to decide on who will or will not impregnate me?&nbsp; I just assumed all of that was predetermined by the Mayor, or some other government official.&nbsp; Wow…”, her voice trailed off as she anxiously started rubbing her forehead, her head spinning with the realization that this was really happening.<br><br>Of the all the scenario’s that had played out in her head, she hadn’t once entertained the idea that her own boss, Virgil Matthews, might father one of her children.&nbsp; But why not?&nbsp; She knew he had impregnated several women in the previous community they had lived in.&nbsp; Why would he not be thrown into the mix as far as she was concerned?&nbsp; And it wasn't that she was appalled at the idea of sharing a bed with Virgil, it was just a bit... <em>intimidating</em>?&nbsp; <br><br>"Virgil?", her voice had softened, her eyes cast down and unable to look at him as she spoke, "...I have never been with a man".
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>25-06-2016, 08:07:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7e/DrakeHilton.jpg)</div>Name: Drake Hilton<br>Time: Morning, Day 1<br>Activity: Orientation<br>Wearing: Black silk suit with a purple silk shirt.<br>Tagging: <br><br>Drake was seated near the front of the auditorium fingers typing away on his IPhone while he waited for the other new arrivals to show up. Social networks had taken a hefty hit after the Plague, but just like any good business model it had adapted and evolved to suit the current human predicament. Currently he was typing up a responce to a Facebook post that gave an unflattering image of one of Drake's most successful creations Poseidon's Dungeon. It was the first and so far only of its kind a kinky sex dungeon with an under the sea theme to it. The beds were shaped like clam shells and the various machines dressed up to look like coral.But what really set it apart was its locale. Located on a small island off the California coast the main lobby and parking took up most of the real estate, but the dungeon itself and all of its attractions were completely submerged. <br><br>He glanced up when Rose walked in. He made no attempt to hide the fact that he was checking her out. If the other women were as hot as the sexy red head then he was glad to have been chosen to join the community. Watching her interact with the Mayor, Drake pegged her as a secretary. He wondered if that meant she was off limits. He certainly hoped not.&nbsp; <br><br>Hearing someone else enter he turned in his seat and blinked. Another woman, this one tall and dark haired. Her pantsuit fit her body perfectly but he could tell she wasn't used to wearing it. When you were raised around people who wore nothing but Armani and Ralph Lauren you tended to notice when someone was uncomfortable in their clothes. Still she carried herself well. So far he had seen two lovely women. Maybe this was a good idea after all.<br><br>Then the doors opened and another woman entered. Drake let his gaze drift over her body pleased at what he was seeing. But when he got to her face he nearly fell out of his chair as he scrambled to look away. No way! That can't be her. Please don't let it be her. Drake hadn't seen Riley in years but he would recognize those eyes anywhere. How could he not when the haunted him on the nights when he went to bed alone which were far more often then he cared to admit. They chastised him and scolded him for not being honest with her. They burned his soul with the heat of her anger. He cast another glance her way and quickly looked down at the floor and began&nbsp; nawing on his knuckles. It was her and she looked even hotter than she had when they had dated. If she were here that meant she was part of the community. Maybe she would give him a second chance, maybe he could finally stop having nightmares about her. Summoning his willpower he put on what he hoped was his best most charming smile and turned I. His seat to watch her enter the room. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>25-06-2016, 12:32:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.malemodelscene.net/wp-content/gallery/012013/david-gandy-7-hollywood-fall-winter-2012-03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Virgil Matthews<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Arriving at Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Cowboy boots, blue jeans, a black white beater, plaid short sleeve button up left open, with a black Stetson<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Cheyenne<br><br>Virgil laughed. “I wouldn’t exactly say I’m calling dibs, after all it’s your choice who you take to your bed. But I just thought I would make sure you understood that I’ve been interested in you for a while, but I respected the fact that you were in a relationship. Then when said relationship ended, I didn’t want to pressure you or take advantage of the situation.”<br><br>He drove along trying to keep from laughing himself silly. “Of course, sunshine, I don’t think that any woman would take kindly to being given a list of men that they have to sleep with in an attempt to get pregnant with. Or worse, being assigned a stud to breed you. The Midwife at the last Community explained it like this. It’s easier for a woman to go to bed with a man that she likes and has an interest in that someone she’s been told to go fuck. Though indirectly the Mayor has had a hand in it by controlling the viable males in the local population. So in that regard he does kind of control who you can take to bed.”<br><br>The next bit nearly caused him to go offroad as he swerved his head to look at her so fast that it affected how he was driving. “Holy mother of…. You’re kidding right? A sexy vixen like you? Still a virgin? Damn, I aught to drive back and beat that boy senseless for not waiting. Then again, I guess it works out because <em>if</em> you decide to allow me to be your first, I promise to make it as pleasurable as I can and I swear it will be a pleasant memory. Just let me know when you want me to get ready. I want to have a little time to set things up properly.”<br><br>Virgil’s mind was working a mile a minute trying to figure out how the best way to set up the night for her to make it memorable as something more than jumping in bed and her feel like she was just a place for him to get his dick wet.<br><br>Before too much longer, they arrived at what he surmised was Town Hall from the way their escort pulled in. He parked the truck near the back of the parking lot before jumping out and opening the door for Cheyenne, but as she came out, he swept her up and kissed her. It was a slow, gentle kiss meant to put himself firmly in her mind. His right arm wrapping around her back, holding her close, as his left hand moved to her firm ass and molded her body closer to his own.<br><br>Breaking off the kiss, he said quietly, “I’d be honored to be your first.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anesa</strong> on <strong>25-06-2016, 21:04:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/05/39/d5/0539d594001e871d53c6ee4f755ba0dd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cheyenne Bailey<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Making a decision<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black knit dress<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Virgil<br><br>Taking a deep breath, Cheyenne sat quietly for a moment, letting everything Virgil had said soak in.&nbsp; She had no inkling that he had been interested in her beyond their working relationship.&nbsp; He had never once tried to make a pass at her, which in hindsight, she thought odd because Virgil Matthews made no bones about his love of women.&nbsp; He was a hot commodity with all the single ladies, and she just assumed he had more women at his beck and call than he could shake <em>his</em> stick at.&nbsp; &nbsp;As awkward as it was for her to hear her boss admit his attraction to her, it was even harder for her to admit to him that she had never turned in her V-card.&nbsp; She was grateful that he didn’t think her a freak for still being a virgin, or even worse, be totally turned off by it.&nbsp; Instead, he was sweet.&nbsp; She thought he was genuine about wanting her first time to be a good experience for her.&nbsp; <br><br>Her thoughts turned to his offer.&nbsp; She had always envisioned her first time being with someone she loved, someone she cared for and trusted, and that she would be making love to someone, not just going through the motions.&nbsp; Now that she had agreed to join the community for the cause, those ideals were void and pointless.&nbsp; &nbsp;But Virgil was offering her more than a “Wham-bam! Thank ya, ma’am”, and it didn't feel like pity sex.&nbsp; Her mind went briefly to what it might be like to be with him, to share his bed and to feel her bare flesh against his. <br><br>Then truck engine shut down, jolting her brain from fantasizing any further.&nbsp; She knew she had to make her decision before they headed into the meeting.&nbsp; She took a deep breath and gave him her answer with a timid smile.<br><br>“All right. Let's do this.”&nbsp; <br><br>She unhooked her seat belt as she watched him scurry around to her side of the truck to open the door.&nbsp; He had such an endearing grin on his face, she couldn’t help but reciprocate and give him one in return as she slid off the seat and right into his arms.&nbsp; In the next instant, she felt his lips brush warmly against hers.&nbsp; Even with the height difference, Virgil easily leaned down to claim her mouth with his.&nbsp; It was a sweet, gentle kiss, one holding more of promise than anything else.&nbsp; Her soft lips yielded beneath his as her hands came up to splay out against his muscled chest.&nbsp; &nbsp;The kiss ended about as quickly as it had started, but he kept his arms wrapped around her a bit longer as he spoke.<br><br><em> “I’d be honored to be your first.”<br></em><br>It all felt so strange to Cheyenne, and yet oddly right at the same time.&nbsp; She was giving the cowboy the green light to take her innocence.&nbsp; Her <em>boss!</em> With a slight blush on her face, she smiled and nodded towards the main door of the auditorium.<br><br>“I guess we better see if they have anything to say about our decision”.<br><br>Walking in together, they found several people already gathered there, waiting for the meeting to start.&nbsp; Cheyenne gave a slight nod and a nervous smile of acknowledgement to a few, sliding into an empty chair next to an attractive red head that seemed to perhaps be in charge of things<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>26-06-2016, 01:52:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/female%20characters/800c3df6-520c-45da-8918-44ca98495fbb_zpszbxthbgd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Riley Kennedy<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning, Day 1<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Tied flannel (teal) + ass hugging jeans, combat boots, and hat, all in black.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Drake, Open<hr>Riley was ready to have all the formalities over and done with already but she did her best to contain her impatience as she entered the meeting center. Feeling eyes give her the once over, she ignored them for the most part while her fingers slipped up along the sleek outline of her thighs and over her ass til she could slip her hands into her back pockets as she came to a pause just inside the orientation room. Glancing around at the others who were either to be welcomed to this new chapter or already had a place within it, her bottom lip folded under unconsciously. Curious about the others who would in essence become her neighbors the plump flesh slowly dragged free of the press of of her teeth while she scanned over each person just long enough to form a general impression--a habit she'd picked up rather young from being around salty old cops for far too long. <br><br>It wasn't until she had begun to move again that she noticed him. And even then it wasn't so much a conscious recognition but rather a sudden shiver that worked its way up her spine and into her scalp. She wasn't cold. In fact, if anything she felt too warm. Something that became decidedly more pronounced as her roving gaze finally landed on <em>his</em>.<br><br>Shit.<br><br>Her gaze pulled away instinctively, her lashes falling to shutter the blaze of fire that filled the dark depth of her eyes. For a minute her body was consumed with a riot of conflicting sensations but despite it all her lips curved into a lopsided smirk. Impulse quickly decided for her and set her once again into motion, carrying her around the edges of the room on unhurried steps. Was this a good idea? Probably not. But that was Riley for you. Like a switch her mind had settled her on a course and she would see it through. <br><br>Even if she was the one who would ultimately be burned.<br><br>Which was why Riley found herself settling into the seat beside none other than Drake Hilton, though her eyes had yet to return to him. It wasn't as if she needed to look at him to know just how he would look. She'd stared up into that face so often she knew it almost as well as her own. She lived with the ghost of it everyday, his eyes staring back at her out of her son's precious little face. <em>Their</em> son. <br><br>Did he know?<br><br>"Please tell me this isn't some sick little game of yours." She spoke up as she slid back into the seat, her hands having come free of her pockets to settle atop smoothly crossed legs. Suspicion laced her voice though it was pitched largely for his ears alone. "I mean, this is just some stupid coincidence, yeah?" Finally her gaze landed on him, void of the crazy riot of her emotions. Her face was a blank mask of vague amusement as she finally got a look at him up close, Riley's very own "cop face". 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>26-06-2016, 08:19:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7e/DrakeHilton.jpg)</div>Name: Drake Hilton<br>Time: Morning, Day 1<br>Activity: Orientation<br>Wearing: Black silk suit with a purple silk shirt.<br>Tagging: Riley, open<br><br>Of all the people on the planet Riley had been the last person he expected to show up here. Yet here she was looking as hot as she had when they were together maybe even more so. It was a crazy turn of events and for the first time since the day she left him Drake was at a loss as to how to act. He had thought he was over her, but seeing her now set him on fire as the passion he had felt for her bubbled up from the dark depths of his soul. She had been the one, the only woman he had ever even considered settling down with. Unfortunately his idea of settling down didn't quite match up to her's. She had refused him and a few days later had learned the truth about him that he had kept hidden from her. Ironically he had been only moments away from telling her when she had confronted him about it. she had left him so quickly that he still had a few of her things locked up in a box somewhere in his lakeside cabin in Tahoe. They hadn't spoken to each other since.<br><br>&nbsp;Thankfully a few more people showed up ,momentarily taking his mind off of Riley. A very attractive Blonde in a lovely black dress that showed off her assets nicely. So far all of his new neighbors were on the beautiful end of the attraction scale. Maybe hooking up with one of them would ease the tension building in his heart. His hopes were dashed a bit when he saw the rugged looking cowboy falling into step behind her. One look at his yes was all Drake needed to know that the blonde was already spoken for, at least for now. From what he understood of the community any relationship would almost have to be an open relationship. <br><br>He was unable to pursue that line of thought further as Riley sat down next to him. He smiled despite himself at her straightforward approach to the situation. That was one of the things he had loved about her. She always met a problem head on. The air was thick with tension cloying at his clothes and making him sweat. Or maybe that was the heat he felt radiating from her. He loosened another button of his expensive silk shirt as she insinuated that he had set this up. Finally feeling her eyes upon him he turned his head to return the gaze. Unlike her emotionless, robotic glare, his emotions swirled in the bright blue pools of his irises. Surprise, regret, longing and hope all roiled withing him as he tried to find his voice. <br><br>"Riley," he greeted her softly. The last time he has said her name out loud he was screaming it at her back as she walked away from him. "This is...I'm as surprised as you are." He rubbed his hands through his hair and then on his pants a sign she she knew all too well. He was nervous. "A coincidence yes, but whether it is a stupid one remains to be seen." He coughed into his fist. "So, uh...How have you been?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>27-06-2016, 05:18:15</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/0/00/Cole_turner.jpg/200px-Cole_turner.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> 'The Mayor'<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A Really Nice Suit, After a Shower<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rose, Open<br><hr><br>The Mayor inwardly remarks how the Midwife appeared to be running a little late. That's alright, he could work with this. The Mayor adjusts his tie as people start entering the auditorium, if the Midwife decides to make her grand entrance it will happen. That woman was one of the best after all, some - eccentricity - could be forgiven.<br><br>Rose comes to him then with some speech notes, and while he already has his own he accepts them gladly. Rose was excellent at her job here, maybe she missed something he didn't. He was good with the numbers but she could work outright voodoo with them. He smiles as she gives her little notice too, and it's not the fake smile of a trained diplomat either. This was a geneiune smile of a man appreciating a woman.<br><br>"<strong>That, is something that would be great to talk about over some dinner.</strong>" He grinned. He knew her medical records and what the tests on what her last pregnancy said. Yes, that did sound fantastic to talk about.<br><br>And as people trickled in, he smiles - pointing off to a side toward a small table with a coffee machine and some bagels. It's almost trite, but we are talking about government work.<br><br>"<strong>Good Morning! Some people on both sides of this discussion are running a little late so help yourselves to some coffee while we give them a few minutes. We're in no real rush at this point, we're officially at a small town's pace.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>27-06-2016, 07:15:57</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://topbabesblog.org/wp-content/gallery/stephanie-christine-pp02/Stephanie-Christine-08.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; The Midwife<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Morning<br><strong>Activity</strong>&nbsp; Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Gucci eyeglasses and Italian heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Open<br><hr><br>This morning the midwife had run a little late.&nbsp; &nbsp;Such circumstances to the lateness would be revealed perhaps later for now.&nbsp; &nbsp;Such would remain unknown.&nbsp; &nbsp; The car all black,&nbsp; the old sticker of a Lyft sticker partially bleached from the sun.&nbsp; Sits right behind her as she glances and catches its reflection from the rear view mirror.&nbsp; &nbsp;In that moment a momentarily meeting of his eyes with hers.&nbsp; &nbsp;She offer a polite smile.&nbsp; It widens as his gaze of his eyes drop breaking that momentarily contact between the two of them.&nbsp; Of course he did not look upwards or turn away from looking into the rear view mirror and for good reason.<br><br>Ten minutes later the car pulls up, the driver hustles from his seat to open the door for his passenger.&nbsp; Climbing out of the car with assistance is the midwife.&nbsp; &nbsp;She stands for a moment as she lets herself catch her equilibrium.&nbsp; &nbsp;A moment of nausea that sweeps over her is the cause.&nbsp; &nbsp;She reaches out and grasp the arm of the driver.&nbsp; &nbsp;Finally the wave of ill feeling dissipates.&nbsp; &nbsp; Her left hand rising, the index finger on that hand pushing up her glasses up on the bridge of her nose.&nbsp; &nbsp; The cool of the morning washing over her&nbsp; As her long blonde hair billows lightly with the caress of a breeze.&nbsp; &nbsp; She head inside then.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The soft click of her heels can be heard upon the floor.&nbsp; &nbsp;The sound of such growing stronger as she nears the orientation room.&nbsp; &nbsp;Which would announce her arrival to the meeting.&nbsp; &nbsp;She would push open the door&nbsp; with the mayor addressing the new arrivals to the community.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Just as the mayor is done saying we move at a small town's pace.&nbsp; The doors to the orientation open.&nbsp; A stunning blonde hair woman in naught but high heels and the eyeglasses she is wearing.&nbsp; &nbsp;She looks a bit flush.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she pauses momentarily in the doorway.&nbsp; Reaching out to steady herself.&nbsp; Of course the morning sickness is washing over her again.&nbsp; &nbsp;Yes the midwife is quite eccentric.&nbsp; &nbsp;The clothing optional rule well,&nbsp; she takes that quite literally.&nbsp; &nbsp; Again the surge of nausea washes away.&nbsp; Receding back down for her.&nbsp; She would give a nod and move around the room to take her seat.&nbsp; &nbsp;Once seated she would nod to the mayor.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Sorry a hectic morning running late."&nbsp; She quietly say to the mayor.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she takes her seat and then looks over those gathered for joining the into the community.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>27-06-2016, 08:56:12</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2016/03/07/c3Hqb.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ai Haruno<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fashion Bomb ;3 (http://i.imgur.com/E2BXmBH.jpg) <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mayor, Open<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <strong>BOLD is in Japanese</strong><br><hr><br>This place was so much different then back home, thought a toung male, currently watching house after house fly past his vision from the speed of the car that drove him. He had just arrived at this...community, after being brought here for some reasons that were still a bit confusng to him. All he knew was that people back out in the real world were getting sick, and they weren't getting better. Fertility rates were low, and dropping lower, and then after a test at the hospital, he was asked to come here. So only people that were special, in this case Ai was too, were to go to these communities.<br><br>He wondered briefly if his parents were ok back in Japan; being so far away from the U.S., they had to be ok.<br><br><strong>"Yeah, they're fine."</strong> Ai muttered to himself, before he felt the car stop, stopping in front of a large auditorium, with the driver letting him know that he had arrived. Giving a thanks, Ai made his way out of the car, his eyes looking around, before he made his way inside. He saw other people, talking and muttering to themselves, but Ai didn't seem to see anyone he knew. Glancing around, he made his way and grabbed a seat in the middle of the seats provided, not sure if he wanted or not wanted to be noticed. His chocolate brown eyes saw the man up in the front, who he must have guessed was someone important, like a high official; by his clothes, it seemed that way.<br><br><strong>"I wonder what exactly this place is..." </strong>Maybe it was just a safe haven for a few select people?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmbrosiaPudding</strong> on <strong>27-06-2016, 22:18:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/McW35gh.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Rose Cassidy<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dress (http://imgur.com/GBaexYl)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> The Mayor<br><br>A small tight smile spread across Rose’s lips as the Mayor commented that they would need to speak about her ovulating soon over dinner. Carefully flipping a page over her eyes flew across the page, reading the different names that she saw. Every now and then her eyes would flick up, trying to place names with faces. In her paper work back in the office she had pictures that went along with said faces but that was stored away in careful files that she only pulled out under the most dire of circumstances. <br><br>“I’ve already made plans for 6:00 p.m if that is suitable for your schedule.” Rose told him pleasantly, as she clasped her hands beneath her chin smiling as all the people began to fill in for orientation. She knew what his schedule was like, knew that his day would end a little bit before five as long as there was no hiccups. She made his schedule after all and oversaw that it was stuck to religiously. Or as best that they could sometimes, her eyes glazed a little, sometimes they had longer lunches than necessary. <br><br>Rose was hoping to have twins again, but she knew that wasn’t something they could control, though she was prone to twins it seemed. It ran in her family. Her last pregnancy had resulted in twins, as well as the pregnancy before that. As the midwife came into the building, Rose couldn’t help but grin at the woman’s blatancy. Rose admired that in her. She rarely wore a stitch of clothing and Rose could see why. The woman had a beautiful body, almost classic in a way. Rose had hoped to learn a thing or two from the midwife, hopefully assist in a few births but she had yet to bring it up to the midwife or the Mayor. Rose knew numbers, she knew that statistically she wasn’t needed in the helping of births. The midwife was good at what she did. A hand briefly touched her own taut stomach, the midwife had taken excellent care of her during her last pregnancy. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SmuttyReader</strong> on <strong>28-06-2016, 19:36:11</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Piper Vice<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Grey and Black Nike Sports bra and Matching Tights. Black, white, and gray Nike, Sunglasses and a Blue Purse.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i350.photobucket.com/albums/q429/SmuttyReader/26f9a62cd41dd1e2bdd477fbd15c59ef_zpskgcmcvls.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i350.photobucket.com/albums/q429/SmuttyReader/article-2742444-2105BC0500000578-704_306x710_zpsbh5nr9n2.jpg)</div><br>Piper was running late as always, the letter specifically said to meet at an undisclosed location at eight o'clock sharp and once we all met up government vehicles would take them to their new homes. She looked down at her phone, it said ten o'clock. She was sooo late, but it wasn't her fault that everyone in her family wanted to congratulate her on being fertile. The only one out of twelve grandchildren and they all laughed at her when she said she was saving herself for something special. Here it was, she was going to help mankind survive. That was the only reason that she chose to become a doctor; to help. Two months shy of receiving her white coat the plague hit. She thought her life was over, but than they came. They came and tested everyone in her little town to see if they could be useful to the New World... the communities. She cried so hard when they told her she was fertile.<br><br>And now she fucked that up, because she was late. She had to beg a driver to take her. He told her that he had already taken three trips because of stragglers like her, but he couldn't resist when a pretty face asked for something. He had to be at least her father age, so she took it as compliment. But she knew that she looked a hot mess, she had no makeup on, a ball on top of her head, and exercise clothes. She looked through her bag and found some sunglasses and for that she was thankful, because she knew that she had under-eye circles. All those long hours staying up and studying for something she will never be. All the memories she didn't make, because she needed one more hour of study time. That would be her biggest regret, but she made a vow that this would be her second chance. She would do any and everything that she so called 'missed' out on. Rather its orgies, getting drunk, smoking pot... she was doing it all. <br><br>The driver stopped and asked if she needed anything. She said no and continued with her thoughts. She wondered how the people would be... she hope they were accepted. But she really hoped that the man would be hot and not easily intimidated. She just needed one man to put her in her place, but that was just wishful thinking. <em>She was too 'independent', that was what all her exes said when they tried to let her down easy.</em> <br><br>Piper rolled her eyes, <em>there were no such thing as too independent, they just had little dick syndrome and couldn't face the fact that it was no longer 1915 and women could have a great career and still be submissive. They didn't even try to take control, they wanted her to give it to them. Yeah, right. </em>The car slowed down and Piper's thoughts floated away when she saw the gate to her new home. "This is as far as I can take you mam'm, if you would have been on time the Mayor would've greeted you." <em>It will be alright she can find her own way</em>. She waved, smiled, and profusely thanked the government driver for taking pity on her. Than she slowly got out of the car and walked to the gate.<br><br>She pushed it opened and walked towards the voices she heard. It seemed like she hadn't missed much the, what she assumed, Mayor was seated at the podium, a red head was standing behind him. <em>Was that a naked woman?</em> She was twisting about before she sat down. Piper didn't know about this... she was still kind of naive to the whole 'fucking only to get pregnant' thing. And even though she didn't want to admit it, she was a romantic at heart. She glanced around the auditorium, it seemed like she didn't have to worry if the man were attractive. But it looked as though they had already, been matched up. <em>Could people be matched up in this situation,or we all fucked each other until we got pregnant?</em> It wasn't like the outsiders cared who the mother and father was, as long as the baby was beautiful and healthy.&nbsp; <br><br>Piper took a seat in the back and observed the others, this was interesting to say the least.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>29-06-2016, 07:11:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/female%20characters/800c3df6-520c-45da-8918-44ca98495fbb_zpszbxthbgd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Riley Kennedy<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning, Day 1<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Tied flannel (teal) + ass hugging jeans, combat boots, and hat, all in black.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Drake, Open<hr>She really should have thought this through.<br><br>Cop face or no, just looking at Drake, just being this close to him again made her remember far too much. How many times had she looked up at that profile? How many times had she traced the hard line of his jaw either with her gaze or her lips? Just thinking of it now made her lick her lips unconsciously--though she realized what she had done halfway through the motion and nearly stopped herself. This was... it had been a seriously bad idea. <br><br>Once upon a time Riley might have slid right into Drake's lap or teased him mercilessly through some meeting like this until he made her stop but now as she watched his lips form each word he uttered and heard his casual response part of her just wanted to hit him. She'd given more of herself to him than she'd ever given to anyone before or since and he'd cast it aside. Ruined it. Oh she had tried back then to rationalize and see things from his perspective but in the end it had still come down to the fact that he hadn't trusted her. Had treated her like some common would-be gold digger. And if he'd managed that lie so effortlessly over the time they were together then who knew what else he had lied about. She'd no longer been able to trust that man she'd fallen head over heels for was even real. And that had hurt far worse than anything Riley had ever experienced before. <br><br>Gawd, it still hurt.<br><br>Hearing his question Riley swallowed thickly, hating that her body had betrayed even that much. Back then, before, she'd have just let him have it. She have just opened the flood gates and let out everything she was feeling but time and experience had taught her some restraint. Though her mask of vague amusement was threatening to unravel at the seams she managed to maintain her smirk and after clearing her throat slightly--dammit!--she spoke up. <br><br>"I've been fine, Drake. Life got...," Painful. Hard. Busy. Complicated. Perfect. "...<em>interesting</em>, after we last spoke." She shrugged and tugged her gaze away from him to face forward once more, part of her praying that whatever was supposed to happen here would go ahead and start already. "How about yooo--" <br><br>Her voice trailed off as something glimpsed from the corner of her eye caught her attention. Turning her head to better see the woman who had now entered her mouth remained partially pursed, halfway through forming her last word as she got a rather good look at the bare-assed female. Friends back home often teased that sometimes Riley thought just like a guy and right at that particular moment she really couldn't have refuted that point given what flashed through her head and she blinked once and then again in that slow manner that suggested she wasn't quite believing what she was seeing. <em>Tits and ass, holy shit Batman!</em><br><br>Her head almost tilted as she watched the woman keep coming but she caught herself and toyed with the end of her braid instead, a familiar form of fidgeting for those that knew her. "Hell to the naw! I seriously hope that is <em>not</em> the expected dress code!" She said aloud, mostly to herself but certainly anyone close enough would over hear her. Riley didn't have much in the way of body issues but parading about <span class="bbc_u">all</span> the time in heels and nothing else? No sir! <br><br><em>Except you'd have done it for</em> him<em> if he had asked.</em><br><br>SHUT UP, BRAIN!<br><br>The unwanted thoughts managed to bring Riley back to her present situation and saw her risking yet another glance at Drake between noting the few others who came through the door. Maybe she should move? Lord knew she didn't want anyone mistaking this little... reunion for something more than what it was. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilyn Sydhe</strong> on <strong>29-06-2016, 09:53:19</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://womansinsite.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/JJ-Watt-cowboy-hat.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cash McCloud<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning day 1<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Arriving at orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White Stetson, white western shirt, blue jeans, black cowboy boots<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> open<br><hr><br><br>The road seemed to roll on forever since leaving the airport and all he had ever truly known to be crammed into the back of an unmarked Lincoln hardly built for someone his size.&nbsp; The two men in black suits in front made the conditions even worse by their seeming refusal to offer even a single kind or encouraging word, the silence becoming more uncomfortable by the moment.&nbsp; Still, Cash knew the decision he had made was right, the letter he had received from the Community running through his mind in confirmation.&nbsp; His country needed him now and it was his duty to serve just as his daddy and generations before.&nbsp; The fact that the mission involved making babies rather than taking lives was all the better.<br><br>Cash's blue eyes finally rose from his dad's Sunday meeting Stetson resting in his lap as his mamma's admonition to make the best of any situation came to mind.&nbsp; His large frame then leaned forward until his chin came to rest upon the bench seat before him.&nbsp; He struggled for a moment to find the right words then finally spoke.<br><br>"Where are you two from? I mean originally? What's this community like?"&nbsp; Cash even flashed that 'Big Money' smile he often kept for the media but to no avail as neither man spoke a word nor truly acknowledged his presence.&nbsp; Cash shook his head slightly at the non-reaction but was not yet deterred, remembering how his coaches always taught him to never give up on the first try.<br><br>"So do you guys like football?&nbsp; I used to be pretty good, not to brag..."&nbsp; Cash's grin grew wider and more genuine as the man on the passenger side turned his head to face him.<br><br>"We know who you are, son, now why don't you just sit back and relax.&nbsp; We will be there soon enough"&nbsp; The man's expression never really changed and certainly showed no sign of being impressed.&nbsp; Cash simply sighed and chalked things up to the pair not liking football or, even worse, maybe the pair were a couple of Sooner fans.&nbsp; Either way, Cash decided to do as he was told, leaning his broad back against his seat.&nbsp; The car was just entering the forest when one last thought crossed his mind.<br><br>"Hey, how about some music?&nbsp; You guys got any good country stations around here?"&nbsp; His last word was barely leaving his mouth as he was greeted by the sound of a plexiglass panel rising up from the front seat to seperate the two compartments.&nbsp; Cash took that as a solid no and again began to wonder just what he had gotten into.&nbsp; Only one way to go and that was straight ahead, his gaze drifted over the trees as they flew by putting him into a near sleep before the vehicle finally came to a stop.<br><br>In the next instant, Cash's door was flung open and the man from the passenger side stood motioning him to exit.&nbsp; Cash hauled his six and a half foot frame out of that near sardine can and brushed off his daddy's gift.&nbsp; He remembered how the old man only wore that particular white Stetson to church and how he had passed it down to his boy while telling him to make the family proud.&nbsp; His father wanted his son to make a proper first impression and, for a real Texan, it all started with the hat.&nbsp; Cash took in the sight of the auditorium he was directed toward as he placed that Stetson just right then ran his enormous hands over his simple white western shirt and denim jeans to smooth out the material from the ride.&nbsp; His black cowboy booted steps then led him directly to the auditorium and whatever future waited inside.<br><br>Opening the door, he hesitated for just a split second, appearing as a massive shadow in the entryway.&nbsp; He knew no one and didn't expect to see a single familiar face.&nbsp; For just that moment, he flashed back to his first day of practice as a freshman, how it wasn't until that first solid hit that he felt at home.&nbsp; He assumed something similar now, that once he met that first friendly face, he could settle&nbsp; and do all that his country asked of him.&nbsp; For now, he moved toward the refreshment table thankful for what was offered though he did think a cold longneck would have knocked the edge off better.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>29-06-2016, 12:48:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/7/71/AkaneSoma06.jpg/180px-AkaneSoma06.jpg)</div>Name: Minami Inabe<br>Time: Morning, Day 1<br>Activity: Orientation<br>Wearing: Skimpy yellow Race Queen outfit..<br>Tagging: open<br><br>&nbsp;The black government SUV was already doing ten miles over the speed limit as it cruised across the secluded back roads leading to the community. But for the former Japanese race queen seated in the back seat it might as well have been doing twenty under. She liked her cars like she lived her life fast and furious. Leaning forward she trailed her yellow manicured fingernails along the drivers neck and shoulder.<br><br>“Motto hayaii, onegai.” She whispered against his ear. “Faster please.”Her fingers trailed down over the front of his shoulder and into the collar of his dress shirt as she watched the red needle on the speedometer slowly climbed from eighty to ninety miles per hour. She sighed in his ear disappointed. “Osoio! This thing is slower than an obachan crossing a street.” She fell back in the seat arms folded over her chest and pouted. She missed her Toyota Supra. Now that baby was fast. Just thinking about sitting behind the wheel weaving in and out of traffic on the Yoko-Yoko Expressway at over one hundred and eighty kilometers per hour was making her hot. <br><br>Finally the SUV pulled to into the parking lot of the auditorium.&nbsp; The driver opened the door for her and as she exited the vehicle she looked up just in time to see a hunky looking cowboy in a white stetson enter the building.&nbsp; “Yaaa! Iketeru!” She gave a high pitched cry as the door closed behind him. If that was what the boys here looked like then Minami knew she was going to love it here. Well as long there were also some fast cars and places to drive them. She took a moment to check her hair and make up in the side mirror before entering the auditorium and finding herself standing next to the hunky cowboy. <br><br>He was so huge!&nbsp; She glanced at him and felt heat radiate through her five foot seven body from head to toe as she found herself nearly eye level with his crotch. Trying not to look at him she scanned the room. She saw a rather handsome guy seated near the front next to a beautiful woman dressed in a flannel shirt. Her almond eyes drifted over another man dressed in a suit sitting up front next to a red headed woman who was also quite pretty. And then she saw the naked woman and she gave a started cry.”Wow!”&nbsp; Was that a rule? Was she going to have to walk around naked too? She pulled her tight yellow sports bra so she could peek down at her perky breasts and then crossed her arms over her bosom. Back home she was considered well endowed, but not here.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>29-06-2016, 13:30:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7e/DrakeHilton.jpg)</div>Name: Drake Hilton<br>Time: Morning, Day 1<br>Activity: Orientation<br>Wearing: Black silk suit with a purple silk shirt.<br>Tagging: Riley, open<br><br>&nbsp; Riley had been and still was the woman of his dreams. He had been crushed when she had left him all those years ago even though he had pretended like everything was fine.&nbsp; Several women later he had thought himself over her, but seeing her now he realized that he wasn't. Drake watched her his his hands moving from his legs to his hair, back to his legs. He didn't know what to do with them as she&nbsp; started to lick her lips and caught herself. An ember of hope sparked to life in his heart as he remembered that little habit well. Was it possible she still had feelings for him? After all this time was it possible they could rekindle their old flame?&nbsp; My god was this really happening? He blinked rapidly and swallowed a few times trying not to show just how anxious he was. <br><br>Drake was hanging on every word as she started to answer him taking note of her hesitation and choice of wording. He would have asked her about it except she never finished her sentence. Following her gaze he saw the stunning naked blond woman and gave a startled intake of breath. He had heard rumors that the community encouraged walking around in the buff, but he hadn't really believed them. He found her quite attractive and depending how things went with Riley he just might hit her up later. As his mind drifted back to Riley he found himself&nbsp; picturing her running by his front door in nothing but a pair of Nikes.&nbsp; He shook his head and chuckled under his breath at her comment about the dress code. <br><br>“At least you wouldn't have to worry about laundry,” he tried to ease the tension building between them.<em> But then again we'd miss the fun of peeling each other out of our clothes</em>. Turning to face Riley he caught her as she was looking away from him trying to avoid his gaze. Looking down at his knees a moment he focused on the others in the room and glanced at his Iphone. Was this meeting ever gonna start. He tapped the phone against his palm as he tried to calm the storm of emotions raging though him. <br>“I've missed you Riley,” he whispered tilting his head toward her. “I really have.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>29-06-2016, 15:59:40</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://topbabesblog.org/wp-content/gallery/stephanie-christine-pp02/Stephanie-Christine-08.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; The Midwife<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Morning<br><strong>Activity</strong>&nbsp; Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Gucci eyeglasses and Italian heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Open<br><hr><br>A aide would bring out to the midwife her gold 12.9 iPad pro,&nbsp; 256GB WiFi and cellular.&nbsp; &nbsp;Taking it in hand the midwife sets it down and would open the icon that is community.&nbsp; &nbsp;In it is all the preliminary information on those gathered.&nbsp; &nbsp;Those selected for joining the community.&nbsp; &nbsp; After a few minutes of purveying through the files.&nbsp; She would look up and stand.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>"If I can have everyone's attention please!"&nbsp; &nbsp;She call out over the low buzz of individual conversations going on in the room.<br><br>She reaches down to clasp the table in steadying herself.&nbsp; The wave of nausea still coming and going.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she looks out over the others in the room.&nbsp; &nbsp; Her knuckles turning white from the pressure applied.&nbsp; &nbsp;Once she has everyone's attention she continues to speak.<br><br>"I am the community midwife.&nbsp; &nbsp;And yes I stand here before you all naked save my heels and my eyeglasses.&nbsp; &nbsp; First nudity is optional and yes I do wear clothes.&nbsp; It is fun to have them taken off.&nbsp; I chose to come naked.&nbsp; For we live in a new world now.&nbsp; A world that is depending on us.&nbsp; &nbsp;That is humanity continued existence.&nbsp; &nbsp; We are not a community of old values, of mono relationships.&nbsp; We encourage a more poly dogma among the residents.&nbsp; &nbsp; We the community want you all to procreate.&nbsp; &nbsp;To bring new life into the world.&nbsp; I and my staff will be taking good care of you.&nbsp; &nbsp;To ensure that you safely give birth to many babies.&nbsp; &nbsp;That you all are in the most optimal condition and at highest state of fertility.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;What gives me such qualifications.&nbsp; &nbsp;I am Doctor Tara Jane Windham,&nbsp; formerly head fertility doctor at the Mayo clinic.&nbsp; &nbsp;I was a prodigy with such.&nbsp; Having entered higher education at age of fifteen and graduating and done with my residency by twenty one years of age."&nbsp; &nbsp;A slight pause as she brings her right hand up to her mouth and she tilts her head down.&nbsp; The rush of backwash from her nausea feels eminent.&nbsp; It is momentarily&nbsp; and a false alarm.&nbsp; She continues speaking to the group.&nbsp; &nbsp;"My apologies, please excuse me.&nbsp; &nbsp;Now where was I,&nbsp; you will all be given appointments to visit me and my staff.&nbsp; So we can finish your write up.&nbsp; &nbsp;As we continue to evaluate each and everyone of you.&nbsp; &nbsp; For those that perhaps have lied and are smokers or partakers in tobacco chew products.&nbsp; Such will cease to be for you.&nbsp; &nbsp;Such is not allowed in the community.&nbsp; &nbsp;As it has adverse affect on fertility.&nbsp; &nbsp;There will be no patches one will have to quit cold turkey.&nbsp; &nbsp;Also as we assess each one of you.&nbsp; &nbsp;Personalized diets will be created for each one of you that will help each one of you.&nbsp; &nbsp;That will help increase your fertility to optimal levels.&nbsp; This will be mixed with classes that are design to increase your physical conditioning that enhances such.&nbsp; &nbsp;Such activities will include recreations.&nbsp; For the number one thing that affects fertility is stress.&nbsp; &nbsp;We hope to have a stress free community.&nbsp; Now if any of you have any questions please feel free to ask them now." <br><br>Those closes to the midwife.&nbsp; &nbsp;See the evidence of stretch marks on her stomach.&nbsp; &nbsp;That she has gone through pregnancies herself.&nbsp; &nbsp; The way she acts the sudden rush of hand coming to her mouth.&nbsp; Speaks perhaps she may be currently pregnant right now and is battling morning sickness.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>29-06-2016, 18:29:04</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/0/00/Cole_turner.jpg/200px-Cole_turner.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> 'The Mayor'<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A Really Nice Suit, After a Shower -&gt; His birthday suit<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rose, Open<br><hr><br>He'd nodded to Rose and raised an eyebrow to the Midwife, inwardly quipping that he'd missed what kind of orientation that this would be. He grinned though, that body was always fun for him. He wasn't opposed to going naked either, he just thought he was going to build to that slowly. He might as well get into the spirit of things though, with an audiable chuckle. He immediately starts by taking off his tie, carefully folding it as he didn't want to ruin it.<br><br>"<strong>Thank you, Midwife. I would then be the Mayor. And in a nutshell, while she handles everything Medical about the Community I handle pretty much everything else. Legal issues, Financial issues, Governmental Issues - basically if it doesn't immediately pertain to your physical body you come to me instead. With some help of course.</strong>" he chuckles, as he takes off the outer jacket of his suit and carefully lays it over the top of his chair. He starts undoing buttons as well immediately afterwords. It's good for a chuckle at least, and in despite appearences women were the equals of the men in the Community.<br><br>"<strong>And as the Midwife has been so kind to demonstrate, it's worth mentioning that the laws are a bit different here. Basically as long as you follow three basic rules you'll be fine. The first is really obvious, no initiating any violence. We do offer martial arts training, you are now - at least legally speaking - incredibly valuable human beings so in the one in a million chance that you need to defend yourself please do. But don't start anything and everything should be fine.</strong>"<br><br>By the time he's finished with that he has his shirt completely unbuttoned, revealing some hair on his chest but a torso of someone who spends some effort on it. He's not going to win any sporting events any time soon, but he'll put in a respectable showing in pretty much all of them.<br><br>"<strong>The second you may of also guessed - no drugs without the Midwife's permission, and she'll mostly be thinking about your fertility. This does include drugs that are normally legal, but this does mean there's a few other substances that are now perfectly fine for you. We are trying to create a low stress environment, for now let's leave it at that.</strong>"<br><br>At this point he pulls out his belt almost dramatically. His pants he starts working on immediately, chuckling to himself. Should he be playing up the striptease more? As much as he hates to think about it he does think they need to pay attention to what he's saying too.<br><br>"<strong>The third, a little less obvious - No communication or visits with the outside world without <em>My</em> permission. The general public is aware of the existance of the Communities, but isn't aware of how many there are and where they are. We would like to keep it that way. Fortunately, that's all we're worried about. We can throw together a contract if you need something more regular, like regular calls if you're running a business for example.</strong>" he remarks, knowingingly nodding toward the hotel magnate. That is a hard rule, but there's some flexibility built in. He'd have to make a note about a meeting along those lines later.<br><br>"<strong>As for some other points I've caught while we're on them - yes, this is facility is entirely clothing optional.</strong>" he remarks with a smirk as he sticks his thumbs in the waistband of his pants - and gives a good shove downward. He catches his underwear too, soon the Midwife isn't the only naked person in the room. He chuckles a bit as he does it like it's a personal joke, he wasn't planning on doing this but this does make a very good point.<br><br>"<strong>You're not <em>required</em> to be naked in public - but to some degree we do encourage it. What the rest of the country calls "Public Indecency" we call "A Fashion Statement". With some obvious exceptions, most sex-crime laws are void here.</strong>" he chuckles there too as his dick comes into view. He's not a porn star but he has nothing to be ashamed of.<br><br>"<strong>We also aren't flat out declaring that exclusive relationships are illegal here, but we do encourage all of you to have multiple sexual partners. We are trying to look at the bigger picture here.</strong>" he speaks, and there's a little twitch below. He couldn't help but think about how both Rose and the Midwife have had children from him relatively recently, but saying that seemed like it was just bragging.<br><br>"<strong>Finally, I believe there was a question of if we'll be pairing you off or you'll be picking your own partners? We do have such a pairing program you can sign up for if you want, but it's not required. For now letting you pick your own partners is working just fine, we're not going to force the issue if we don't have too.</strong>" he chuckles. He doesn't mention that they're reserving the right to enlist them all in a pairing program later - but given the effects that would have on Morale he was telling the truth, they're saving that for if they get really desperate and the situation isn't <em>that</em> dire. Yet.<br><br>"<strong>Basically, like the Lady said - we're going for a low stress environment where we can just let nature take her course. Are there any questions?</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>29-06-2016, 18:44:40</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2016/03/07/c3Hqb.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ai Haruno<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fashion Bomb ;3 (http://i.imgur.com/E2BXmBH.jpg) <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mayor, Open<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <strong>BOLD is in Japanese</strong><br><hr><br>It was then that Ai's attention was diverted towards a figure in the front of the room, as all eyes turned towards...a woman, naked?<br><em><strong><br>"What?!"</strong></em> This mere question screamed in Ai's mind, his eyes immediately diverting from up towards the front of the room, to basically anywhere else; most notably his lap, hands slightly gripping the seat in confusion and nervousness.&nbsp; W-what was going on? Why was that woman naked of all things? He knew that the communities were supposed to be safe havens, but as he heard her words, of...re-population, everything was spinning in Ai's mind. Another figure, the man that was up front as well, began to speak, about the rules of this place.<br><br>Violence was illegal, drugs only given by the midwife, no contact to the outside world without permission.<br><br>Wait, how was he supposed to work if he couldn't call his manager?<br><br>How was he supposed to get back home? His home across the sea in Japan? Did that mean he could never see his parents again?<br><br>He was taken here after some test was given to him in a hospital, and after a week was brought to this place, with basically almost no explanation. But now he knew; it was a place to re-populate, after this sickness had been making people infertile, the population dropping. Did...did he want to do this? He had a choice, didn't he?<br><br>Ai could only look away more when he noticed the Mayor, the man that was talking, strip of his clothes as well, making the situation even more awkward then it was, he heard the Mayor ask for questions. Looking away still, heart pounding almost out of his chest, Ai slowly raised his hand, making absolutely no eye contact with the two naked individuals up front.<br><br>"What...What if we don't want to stay?" It was a valid question, which Ai was sure others had asked, but he had to know. "Are we allowed to leave, if we don't want to be here?" All these rules and regulations, these polices, they went against everything Ai was taught. Multiple partners, sex before marriage, public indecency; America was so much different from Japan, he didn't know if he wanted to stay in such a place, or to help a cause and to re-populate the world. But how could he, knowing that he would be with so many partners, none that he was married to?<br><br>All of this was just too confusing for him...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>29-06-2016, 19:28:20</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/0/00/Cole_turner.jpg/200px-Cole_turner.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> 'The Mayor'<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A Very Nice Watch<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ai, Open<br><hr><br>Admittedly he pauses at that question. It has come up before but never with quote that tone of voice. It takes him a moment to collect his thoughts and when he does it's a less jovial tone. Not threatening by any means, just - different. He breathes deep and considers the first rule of press releases. Repeat and Reword the question if you need some wiggle room.<br><br>"<strong>Is this whole thing a bit of a shock to take in all at once? Yes, of course. So let me assure you it's not quite as overbearing as it sounds. The rules are about safety, for you and the next generations, more then anything.<br><br>So if you mean leave as in visit someone, as long as you agree to not tell anyone where this place is that can be arranged easily. It happens more often then you'd think.<br><br>If you mean you want to be permanently transferred to another Community, it may take a few days as some long phone calls but that can be arranged too. We have a few in this room in fact that are transfers from other Communities right now.<br><br>If you mean to leave the system entirely, that's never been requested before but I'm sure with time we'll think of something. It would take a few days to make the arrangements, and in the meantime we may change your mind. You'll find the way of life here would be very persuasive even if we all took vows of chastity. I promise.</strong>"<br><br>He couldn't help that implication there, but he hoped he at least gave off a vibe of "we can make a deal". Sometimes, that's enough - at least in his experience with people.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>29-06-2016, 19:37:48</strong>
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				<br><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2016/03/07/c3Hqb.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ai Haruno<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fashion Bomb ;3 (http://i.imgur.com/E2BXmBH.jpg) <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mayor, Open<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <strong>BOLD is in Japanese</strong><br><hr><br>Ai stayed silent, hearing the mans words. He took the time to explain every version of the question that Ai could have meant, but he meant the last one mostly. What if he didn't want to do this? He didn't get a choice in the beginning, as soon as the tests had come in he was taken to this place. How would he know if this place was truly what this man said it was?<br><br>...there was really only one way to find that out, wasn't there?<br><br>"..." Ai stayed silent, still not looking towards the Mayor and his nakedness, too nervous to even look at the man; he was even more nervous to look at the Midwife, having (quite embarrassingly) never seen a woman's naked body as of yet. His cheeks were flush, and his heart was beating fast, but that was the mind set for most men from the region of Japan.<br><br>For now, he would stay, get a feel for this place, but the idea of pairing off with someone, someone you barely knew? How could he do such a thing? Even more so no one knew who he was, of where he is come from. How could this community expect him to pair off and have a fling with multiple people?<br><br>His hand came down, his question answered; he was sure that he knew no one here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pockets</strong> on <strong>29-06-2016, 20:58:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.malemodelscene.net/wp-content/gallery/012013/david-gandy-7-hollywood-fall-winter-2012-03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Virgil Matthews<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Arriving at Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Cowboy boots, blue jeans, a black white beater, plaid short sleeve button up left open, with a black Stetson<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br>Virgil took off his Stetson as he crossed the threshold of the building. Any country boy worth his boots would know better than to have it on inside. He noticed immediately that the large man with the white Stetson did the same as he entered. To Virgil’s immediate approval.<br><br>He sat near enough to Cheyenne to where she knew he wasn’t far, but close enough that if she needed him he would be there.<br><br>He looked around at the others in the room and recognized the handiwork of The Community at large. No one was overweight. Some of the ladies might be curvier than others, but none of them were noticeably overweight. And it all came down to the regulated diets that were instituted by the Community. Which were nutritious, tasty, and easy enough to cook. At his last community he had learned that obese women were 43% less likely to conceive. Obese men had a 22% reduction in sperm concentration and a 24% lower sperm count.<br><br>Being a businessman that lives by the numbers, where fertility is everything, he understood why The Community wanted healthy candidates and would work to make unhealthy individuals who were fertile healthy again.<br><br>He saw several women that he wouldn’t mind having laid out on his bedding screaming in orgasmic joy at being underneath him and what he was doing to them.<br><br>The midwife was something he liked seeing in the raw, the mayor… not so much. However, he was fairly certain that the ladies felt the reverse. Their speeches were pretty much the same as at his last community. Blah, blah, blah, make babies, blah, blah, blah, make babies.<br><br>Once the Mayor finished, Virgil raised his hand and stood, “The Community has been gracious enough to give me about fifty acres of land on the border of the Community for my business and as I’m running at only about 15% of normal, I have plenty of land that’s not being used at the moment. As such, I’d like to offer up my ranch as a place for a get together tomorrow night. Give people a chance to mingle and get to know one another at their own leisure.”<br><br>Nodding to the Midwife, he said, “I can coordinate with the Midwife as to appropriate food and drink for the party. Though, I’ll need a couple extra hands to run some fencing. The fence around the northwest field looks like someone cut some of the barbed wire and I’ll need to run more. However it’s not just that section of fencing, there’s about a quarter of a mile of fencing that just needs to be replaced as a whole.”<br><br>“About the only rule I’d have is if the mood strikes a couple, stay out of the white barn. The red barns are fine.” That was where he had the fillies and their mares as well as a couple of stallions that hadn’t been broken to the saddle yet. He didn’t need or want to have to go chasing off after them in the dead of night if someone opened the wrong gate and left it open.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>30-06-2016, 20:58:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/female%20characters/800c3df6-520c-45da-8918-44ca98495fbb_zpszbxthbgd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Riley Kennedy<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning, Day 1<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Tied flannel (teal) + ass hugging jeans, combat boots, and hat, all in black.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Drake, Open<hr>Drake's reaction to the blonde woman didn't bother Riley in the least. While she could be demanding when she was with a lover, she'd never really been bothered by men around her appreciating other women. Hell, wasn't she pretty much doing the same thing? Besides, Drake wasn't hers anymore. He should absolutely go and enjoy the other women to his heart's content. It would save her so much grief not to have to watch his lips as he spoke or remember the way his hands felt at the small of her back or gripping her hips. Or at least that was what she told herself anyway as she managed not to choke on a light chuckle in response to his joking. She was unaware that she was thinking along a similar vein as he was in regard to the fun that came with stripping someone to get to skin-how many times had she popped the buttons off his shirt trying to do just that?--but it didn't matter anyhow. None of it mattered. The moment this meeting was over she intended to get the hell up and stay as far away from Drake Hilton as possible. <br><br><em>“I've missed you Riley. I really have.”</em><br><br>Noooo.<br><br>She swore his damn whisper fluttered against her skin. There was still plenty of space between them and yet, she swore she felt each tiny puff of air as the words left his lips. Irritating. Not because she couldn't enjoy the sensation, no no, it was because she could. A shiver set her teeth on edge and she grit them together, her jaw flexing as she steeled herself against her own overactive imagination. It took more effort than was pretty not to follow that trail right down the rabbit hole that was her memory but she managed it. Though it did distract her from the start of the meeting.<br><br><em>"...chose to come naked..."</em> <br><br>Riley licked her lips again and shifted in her seat, angling her body just slightly away from Drake. She knew better but anger and irritation were starting to get the better of her as she listened, the foot of her crossed leg bouncing rapidly where it hung in the air and even seeping into her features to tighten her eyes and purse her lips. She was watching the midwife, listening to the information presented but underneath she was beginning to stew over those words. He had missed her?<br><br>Focus, Riley.<br><br>Yes yes. Poly. Many babies. Optimal condition. Dr. Tara Jane Windham. Something something prodigy... ...stress free community.<br><br>"Hmph. Stress free my ass!" She muttered under her breath, watching as a man who addressed himself as 'The Mayor' took the podium. <br><br>It wasn't until he began stripping as well that the true reality of her situation finally settled in, penetrating the haze of her overactive emotions. She was really... she was going to play cop in a community full of naked people with one thing on their minds? <br><br>"Oh hell." She sighed and tugged at her braid, her teeth setting into the plump fullness of her bottom lip. She also knew that she wasn't exempt from the shared goal either. That had been one of the things stressed to her when she'd first been approached about the details of her transfer. She was supposed to reproduce. Again. And again. And again?<br><br>Her first pregnancy hadn't been terrible. If you ignored her constant fear that she was going to somehow screw everything up or that the world would come crashing down around her, it had actually gone fairly easy. Sure, people had needed to remind her to sit the hell down sometimes and not overdo things but overall her body had responded to the pregnancy rather well. However, despite all that she still wasn't sure she ever wanted to do it again. Yet, here she was. With very little choice it would seem.<br><br>Focusing in once again, Riley contemplated the Mayor for a moment as he made his little demonstration and she was forced to admit the selection offered wasn't all that bad. Maybe she could find a partner or two if she tried? For the moment though she waited until the question and answer portion was reached and then rose from her seat to make her way to the refreshment table. Not that she was either hungry nor thirsty but she needed to move away from Drake before she did something foolish... like say she'd missed him too.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>30-06-2016, 22:43:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/female%20characters/7c47dac5-2f25-47cb-b4bc-38b502836138_zps8vyumovu.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Olivia Aucoin<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning, Day 1<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://explife.express.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/0506_OSL_ShortSuits_03.jpg) with heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<hr>"Thank you," Olivia said kindly as she was helped out of the back seat of the car. The older gentleman who had served as her transport from her old community to this new one and then who had reappeared early this morning to bring her to the meeting center gave her an almost courtly bow that brought a smile to her face. <br><br>"It was my pleasure, Miss." <br><br>"You're far too kind. Hopefully I'll see you and that lovely wife of yours around." She touched his shoulder gently then turned and headed inside aware of the way his eyes followed her. She didn't mind the extra attention and she was sure if she looked back there would be nothing but a polite expression on his face no matter his thoughts. He was an older man but between the span of his shoulders in that suit, his very posture, and that hard cut jaw she certainly wouldn't have counted him too old for anything. He had a wife but she'd learned that they'd both adjusted and made an open relationship work, which had actually helped to soothe Olivia's nerves on the lengthy trip over. He'd also dropped several hints about his son having come of age recently but she hadn't minded that either, it too had helped to pass the time.<br><br>Pushing her hair back from her face, Olivia slipped as quietly as she could manage into the building, her smile having faded under the pressure of her slight nerves until her expression was once again far too sober. Up at the front a gorgeous blonde was speaking and Livi had no trouble deducing that this woman was the midwife. Thankfully it was all a fairly familiar rhetoric and she didn't feel as if she had missed too much with her late arrival. <br><br>Rather than attempt to take a seat, Olivia remained standing at the back of the room near the door. Standing there she tugged briefly at her sleeves and let her gaze drift over the gathering of fellow newbies while she tried to take a deep and easy breath. It would be okay this time. Nothing like last time. There was nothing wrong with her body and she'd have a chance to prove it. And this time with a man, or men, of her choosing.<br><br>Yeah, the thought appealed. Especially as she took note of the various handsome specimens currently in the room. Even the Mayor was attractive, which made her wonder if she might actually find enjoyment in all of this rather than simply thinking of it as a necessary business transaction. The last community and her so called 'problem' had given her much to think about and really put the pressure on but if the words being spoken now were anything to go by, there'd be a whole lot less of that this time around. Maybe she'd even like it here?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmbrosiaPudding</strong> on <strong>01-07-2016, 04:00:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/db2ue3C.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Isabelle Bellucci<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pantsuit (http://imgur.com/sxmVKAX)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Cash, Virgil, Open<br><br>Isabelle had opened her briefcase and was making busy work of looking through the plans, making sure that they were all in order. Briefly she went over the carefully prepared speech in her head before assembly the papers once again and closing the leather case with a sharp snap. Looking back up, Isabelle took notice of the Mayor as well as the beautiful red head beside him. Though Isabelle liked to play both sides of the table, she knew that the main reason that she was there was to procreate. As more people began to file into the room, Isabelle couldn't help but look around at them all. They were definitely cut from a different set of cloth, so to speak, not one person who stepped into the room would even come close to being called 'unattractive'.<br><br>Soft caramel eyes widened as a woman came into the room in the buff. Giving a little cough&nbsp; Isabelle did the only thing that she could, stood up and swiftly walked over to the refreshment table that the Mayor had pointed out a few moments before. A delicate shade of pink had dusted her high cheek bones, she knew that clothing was optional. When reading through the paperwork for the community, public nudity had been something listed that she would possibly experience. <br><br>Looking at the donuts, she couldn't help but frown a little, they were definitely mass produced she could tell that much. "Soon, soon they'll have fresh donuts every morning." Isabelle murmured to herself before looking up at the large shadow that had fallen beside her. Looking up she blinked at the hulking figure that had stepped up to the refreshment table. "Oh." The word fell out of her red lips before she could help herself and Isabelle stepped aside. "Excuse me, I wasn't trying to take up the entire table." Isabelle assured him, he looked like a younger man though from his height it was hard to tell. With her heels on Isabelle was an easy 6'1 the man in front of her was still taller though. Stirring cream and sugar into what was probably going to be a low cost coffee, Isabelle turned to listen to the speech the Midwife was giving, finding herself following the line of the woman's curves. <br><br>When the Mayor stepped up, giving his own speech, Isabelle's eyes widened watching as the man stripped. She had definitely joined an interesting community, that much was plain. Her eyes shot to the man who had offered his farm land up for a meet and greet so to speak. Bringing the foam cup of coffee up to her lips she took a sip of the hot liquid, winced, and settled for wrapping her hands around it, her briefcase forgotten by her foot. <br><br>"I can provide a wide array of food," Isabelle surprised herself when she spoke up. The slightest hint of an Italian accent sinking into her words, passed down from being around her Italian grandparents for her entire life. Though it was obvious that she had learned English from a young age. ", that is, if you've got a kitchen that I can cook in. I don't think that I'd be able to cook enough food for everyone and cart it all over by myself." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anesa</strong> on <strong>01-07-2016, 07:36:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/05/39/d5/0539d594001e871d53c6ee4f755ba0dd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cheyenne Bailey<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black knit dress<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br>Cheyenne began to get twitchy as she sat there anxiously waiting for orientation to start.&nbsp; When the midwife arrived, wearing little more than a smile, her nervousness dialed up a few notches.&nbsp; The gorgeous blonde made it seem like the most natural thing in the world to walk stark naked into the meeting.&nbsp; No doubt, every eye in the room was fixed on her as she unhurriedly made her way to the front of the room.&nbsp; It made her feel awkward and uncomfortable, but yet at the same time, she felt <em>envious</em>.&nbsp; She was in awe of someone who wielded that much confidence in her own skin.&nbsp; <em>Literally.</em>&nbsp; There was no way she could ever be that bold or daring.&nbsp; In fact, she was horrified by the idea of being seen naked in front of total strangers.&nbsp; Perhaps coming to live here in the community would change all of that.<br><br>Needing to avert her attention elsewhere, her wide blue eyes gave a quick side glance over to a few of the other women in the room, noting how extremely attractive they all were.&nbsp; &nbsp;They were thin, fit and toned to perfection!&nbsp; &nbsp;But then, the same could be said of the men who were gathered there, too, some looking elegantly sexy, and others more ruggedly handsome.&nbsp; Tall, broad shouldered.&nbsp; The outline of their finely sculpted muscles easily seen beneath the shirts they wore.&nbsp; <em>They’re going to make some beautiful babies here</em>, she smiled to herself.<br><br>The cowgirl’s blue eyes widened a bit when she noticed the country boy entering the room.&nbsp; He looked like a giant of a man to Cheyenne, his looming presence filling the doorway as he stood there.&nbsp; He reminded her of her family ranch back home.&nbsp; She wondered if perhaps he, too, was from Oklahoma?&nbsp; &nbsp;She watched him turn and head towards the refreshment table in a slow, easy swagger.&nbsp; Her tummy suddenly growled, reminding her that she hadn’t had anything to eat that morning.&nbsp; She made a mental note to do some grocery shopping later that day, her cupboards still bare back at the cabin.&nbsp; The smell of fresh brewed coffee wafted under her nose, but the meeting was already underway, and she wanted to give both the midwife and the Mayor her undivided attention.<br><br>But her attention <em>was divided</em>.&nbsp; It mostly focused on the Mayor as he began slowly removing his clothing one item at a time.&nbsp; As luck would have it, he too, was going for the “full Monty”.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>01-07-2016, 08:27:42</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2016/03/07/c3Hqb.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ai Haruno<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fashion Bomb ;3 (http://i.imgur.com/E2BXmBH.jpg) <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Olivia, Open<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <strong>BOLD is in Japanese</strong><br><hr><br>Ai continued to stay silent, as others began to mingle and speak, one man in particular mentioning possibly throwing a party in order for people to get to know each other; an ice-breaker of sorts. It certainly wasn't a bad idea, Ai thought to himself, but were all of these people simply ok with the idea of this community? They didn't have many of these back in his home country, and being in America for only a year, Ai felt more alone then ever. Giving a small sigh, his eyes glanced away from his lap, his brown eyes scanning the room towards the other people that had come to the orientation. Most of the people here looked like that, ordinary people, though Ai could tell that the men were rather handsome, and the women, stunningly beautiful. He was briefly reminded of his friend's comments form back home of how beautiful American women were, but he never actually thought about it until he was here in a room full of them.<br><br>Would any of them like him? From his appearance, he seemed more boyishly handsome, like the boy-next-door type that girls would often be friends with. Though in this sort of place, Ai knew that eventually he'd either have to find a partner, or be paired off. He wasn't so sure about the latter however...<br><br>Hm?" His eyes turned towards a women that was standing in the back of the room, her brown hair and features ringing a bell in his mind. "Olivia?" His voice was soft, almost a whisper; a realization of someone he knew. He and Olivia had worked together a few times; while he was a model, he would sometimes have collaborations with movies, and as a result, would meet with Olivia, who was an actress. The two would talk to one another, almost like close friends; it seemed that she was the only person Ai knew in this entire place, well, so far.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilyn Sydhe</strong> on <strong>01-07-2016, 09:48:57</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i1076.photobucket.com/albums/w448/KalebHyde/Mobile%20Uploads/JJ-Watt-cowboy-hat_zpslama7slb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cash McCloud<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White western shirt, blue jeans, black cowboy boots, Stetson in hand<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> (mentions of) Minami, The Midwife, The Mayor, Virgil, Cheyenne, Riley, Isabelle<br><hr><br><br>Cash was truly like an overgrown kid in a candy store as he stood beside the refreshment table.&nbsp; So many delicious looking treats met his hungry eye that an overload was threatened.&nbsp; His tongue would instinctively slip over his lips as he tried to make that initial decision.&nbsp; Such a wide variety of donuts, pastry, even home baked cinnamon rolls that he made a mental note to thank the baker personally.<br><br>Just as two thick fingers began to dip downward in direction of a particularly enticing option, he'd note the presence of a bouncy little Asian filly from the corner of his eye.&nbsp; His hand redirected to offer a handshake and an introductory nod, but, before he could attempt to exchange names while taking a fuller look at her cute frame, that single word escaped her lips.&nbsp; His head swivelled toward where she was looking and he quickly found himself in full agreement.&nbsp; Wow, indeed.<br><br>There was a naked lady standing in full view of everyone.&nbsp; The thought initially jolted him, first inclination being to take the shirt off his back to help the lady in distress.&nbsp; Second thought, however, was something he wouldn't be proud expressing in mixed company.&nbsp; The midwife was a true beauty that could cause stirrings in any poor country boy and Cash was no exception.&nbsp; He soon forced himself to look back toward Minami as to not expose that animalistic nature which had begun to grow within him over the last year or two.&nbsp; It wasn't good manners to show such aggressive tendencies in public, at least not off the field, but before he could speak she was bounding away.<br><br>Cinnamon rolls!&nbsp; Yes, that could hold back that rising tide.&nbsp; His focus forced to the table as he listened to the midwife explain things before the Mayor began to speak.&nbsp; He was truly taking the words in but that nagging doubt of just what he signed up for returned.&nbsp; Cash had just taken the first bite of what turned out to be sugar-free, gluten-free roll when he glanced back toward the podium to see the man now nearly naked and almost choked.&nbsp; Was it completely necessary to be naked to speak?&nbsp; That was something he almost gave voice to in the Q&amp;A portion but managed to stifle with another bite.&nbsp; At least the place had good food, an important aspect for a growing Texan, though the sugar-free icing left his fingers sticky.<br><br>Cash took closer note as the next speaker stood and explained that he was a rancher with property within the Community.&nbsp; He recalled the man from earlier when he and his assumed wife had entered.&nbsp; They made a great couple even if Cash had admired how the girl's black dress fit her perfectly.&nbsp; He knew he'd have to push that thought out of his mind if he was going to ask her husband for a job.&nbsp; It had been several years, but he did help his dad around the farm as a kid.&nbsp; Maybe he could be a helpful&nbsp; ranch hand, though he wasn't much of a horseman at his size.&nbsp; He had a healthy respect for the animal which some might mistake for fear.&nbsp; He wasn't, really, as he told people time and time...<br><br><em>Riley Kennedy was walking directly toward him!</em> That was the thought which suddenly invaded his thoughts though she would be nearly at the table with him by the time he reacted by hiding his sticky fingers behind his back.&nbsp; She probably didn't remember him anyway.&nbsp; He had been just a young buck visiting colleges to decide his future when he met her.&nbsp; She had been nice enough to humor a kid who had no business at a frat party, even introducing him to one of her freshman teammates.&nbsp; Jenny? Julie?&nbsp; Dammit, what was her name?&nbsp; They had shared a good three months four years ago, he should remember.&nbsp; He hoped Riley didn't that or anything she might have heard about him.&nbsp; <br><br>Maybe it would be better if she didn't remember him altogether though she had become a sort of crush.&nbsp; He realized his constant asking about her might have been part of the problem between he and Jessi...that was it, Jessie.&nbsp; He then took a deep breath realizing he might have been staring a bit too long as his mind raced, but she hadn't seemed to change since the first time he saw her.&nbsp; That body still so athletic and still so fuc...he kicked himself mentally and offered a friendly nod waiting to see if she'd smile or slap him.&nbsp; His seeming trance was then abruptly broken by the dark haired beauty he had recently brushed against speaking up about the quality services she could provide.&nbsp; That Big Money smile, part nerves, part excitement, returned as he thought just what a delicious selection this Community could offer a simple country boy.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>01-07-2016, 11:37:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/71/AkaneSoma06.jpg)</div>Name: Minami Inabe<br>Time: Morning, Day 1<br>Activity: Orientation<br>Wearing: Skimpy yellow Race Queen outfit..<br>Tagging: open<br><br>&nbsp; When Ai-chan had spoken it drew Mi-chan’s attention. She hadn’t expected to see another Japanese person here, especially a cute boy.&nbsp; He reminded her of one of the boy bands back home like Exile or Arashi. She started to move toward him, but was distracted by the Mayor’s strip tease. “Dekai!!” she blurted out louder than she had intended when his pants slid down his legs. Were all American boys so well endowed? She only seen a handful of American men naked and not for lack of trying. Apparently they all wanted your typical shy submissive Japanese lady. Mi-chan was none of the above and so despite her exotic attractiveness she had found her sex life over the past year severely lacking. That was one of the reasons she had accepted the invitation to come here. She wondered if the Mayor was available or if government officials were off limits.<br>&nbsp;<br>She finally managed to look away from the Mayor and his package and moved closer to Ai. Her naughty little plan was to sneak up and smack him on the ass, but she could tell he was having trouble accepting the craziness that was erupting all around him. As much as she really wanted to see how firm his butt was she refrained and was just about to tap him on the shoulder when he noticed Olivia. She was close enough to barely hear him whisper her name. Apparently he knew her from somewhere. Mi-chan glanced at Olivia and bit her lower lip. It just wasn’t fair. All these American girls were so sexy and beautiful. “Onei-san ga Utsukushii na?” she spoke up from beside Ai. “She’s beautiful isn’t she?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>01-07-2016, 11:39:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7e/DrakeHilton.jpg)</div>Name: Drake Hilton<br>Time: Morning, Day 1<br>Activity: Orientation<br>Wearing: Black silk suit with a purple silk shirt.<br>Tagging: Riley, open<br><br>Drake would have to have been blind to not notice Riley’s reaction to his confession. In his mind the scene had played out much differently. In his head she had smiled and told him that she had missed him too. She had let him take her hand as she explained that she had left because she had been afraid of what he was offering and pissed off that he had refrained from telling her who he really was. And just like that everything was fine between them again. After all these years the woman of his dreams was back in his arms and would soon be back in his bed. That was what he had imagined. The reality was like a glass of cold water to the face. <br><br>It was obvious that Riley still had feelings for him. Anger was only one of them and he just couldn’t understand it. Sure, he hadn’t told her he was a billionaire owner of one of the world’s largest hotel chains, but he had planned on telling her eventually. He had just been worried that it would change things between them. It certainly had done so once she found out. He really couldn’t blame her for refusing to accept his offer to be his slave. God, he hated using that word. He enjoyed being the Master, but he didn’t think of his women as slaves, but rather equals who just happened to have a desire to submit to him in the bedroom. No, he understood that by not being honest with her he had broken her trust in him and without that trust any D/s relationship was doomed from the get go. He just couldn’t figure out why she was still so mad at him. Why couldn’t she forgive him and give him a second chance?<br><br>Drake tuned back in to the meeting as the midwife as she was talking about making babies. And as she finished he raised his hand. “Will the couples be made aware of who the actual father is? If everyone is running around screwing one another it might not be obvious who the father will be.” Drake might not believe in a traditional marriage, but he did believe in making babies. He might play the kinky playboy role to the nines, but deep down he had always wanted to be a father. He often dreamed that he and Riley had had a child or two or seven together. He still wanted that dream and would have given up his empire for a chance to make it a reality. Maybe her being here in the same community as him was a sign. Maybe they would finally conceive a child together. If only he had known the truth, that his dream had already come true. Riley just hadn’t told him about their child. In some ways that treachery alone was far worse than his lying about his career.<br><br>He wanted Riley and would do whatever he could to get back together with her. But she was definitely not the only mermaid in the sea. It seemed the Purple Plague had only spared the bold and the beautiful. He found the perky little Japanese girl particularly interesting, thought he knew right away they would never hook up. He could tell she liked to be the top in the relationship and there had only been one woman to date who he had willingly topped for and she was currently standing over by the coffee pots. Still there were plenty of other delicious looking women in the room. Even if he did get through to Riley he would probably have to sleep with the other women sooner or later. For the greater good of the human race, he told himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>01-07-2016, 23:29:30</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/0/00/Cole_turner.jpg/200px-Cole_turner.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> 'The Mayor'<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A Very Nice Watch<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Drake, Virgil, Isabelle, Open<br><hr><br>It took them a while to actually get to a question, and he can't help but be a bit proud of that. He supposed he and the Midwife was a bit of a distraction. He doesn't put any clothes back on but he does take a seat as he hears the murmurs going on. Drake did glance upon an issue he hoped they wouldn't have to hit upon quite yet but now they may have too. Ah, well - if he bites the bullet now they have some time to get used to the idea.<br><br>"<strong>Yes, Mr. Drake - the couples will be made aware who the father is. DNA testing is standard procedure after a birth. There's an incentive program and how many children you've all had is a factor in fact.</strong>"<br><br>Or he can keep specific and talk to them individually when the times arise. That seems like a better long term tactic, at least in the heat of the moment. It's not like it won't be noticable with the lack of actual children running around.<br><br>"<strong>And thank you, Mr. Virgil. Very generous of you. I'll see what I can do about spreading the word around if you wish. Miss Isabelle, we'll talk later about such a kitchen.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>02-07-2016, 06:31:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/female%20characters/7c47dac5-2f25-47cb-b4bc-38b502836138_zps8vyumovu.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Olivia Aucoin<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning, Day 1<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://explife.express.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/0506_OSL_ShortSuits_03.jpg) with heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Noticing Ai, Open<hr>Livi's interest in the questions posed was considerable greater than it had been in the spiel the midwife and mayor had give. Granted, there had always been a certain cagey quality to the officials that governed these communities that had set off her bullshit alarm but she'd figured it was probably the result of the same cynical portion of her that had gotten thoroughly fed up with Hollywood and its general effect on others. It would make sense that the people in power wouldn't be 100% transparent just by the very nature of their roles but sometimes she wished people could just be straightforward.<br><br>In any case, Livi liked the idea of a get together to get folks mingling. She didn't know anything about putting up fences or baking large quantities of food. She could whip up a few Cajun or Cuban dishes but generally they were only going to feed a limited about of people so she held off on volunteering her services for now. Still, she would be glad to contribute somehow if there was a way since hopefully it would allow her to at least get to know one of two people in the community. Any friends she'd had before had been left behind when she'd moved and making new ones was always a hard thing for her. Although, her eyes did eventually find their way to a familiar figure which drew forth a soft smile from the brunette. Ai Haruno was someone she'd counted as a friend among the sharks. There had been a few occasions when she felt like a fish out of water only to have him distract her. He was sweet and charming and had put her at ease rather quickly.<br><br>It crossed her mind to approach him and give a proper greeting but seeing the pretty Asian woman appear at his side to speak with him she hesitated and instead only lifted a hand to wave her fingers at him. It simply wasn't her way to intrude on a conversation without invitation. Besides, having spotted him had relaxed a small knot of tension between her shoulder blades that she hadn't even realized she'd been carrying. It would be nice not to have to feel so lost.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>02-07-2016, 07:42:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/female%20characters/800c3df6-520c-45da-8918-44ca98495fbb_zpszbxthbgd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Riley Kennedy<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning, Day 1<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Tied flannel (teal) + ass hugging jeans, combat boots, and hat, all in black.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Drake (Mentioned), Cash, Open<hr>Stalking over toward the refreshments, Riley hardly noticed the cowboy standing there debating his pastry selection...<br><br>Okay, scratch that. Guy was built like a freaking Mac truck and Riley was many things but blind wasn't one of them. So yeah, she noticed the large bull of a man at the table already but even that wasn't enough to distract her from her irritation. Her teeth worried at her lip, punishing it for her general stupidity in even having approached Drake at a time like this while she approached and glanced over the refreshments spread across the table.<br><br>Except... was he... was the cowboy looking at her?<br><br>Riley glanced up over her shoulder curiously and noted the smile and nod, returning it almost automatically. Most of her lifetime she'd had more male friends than female so the gesture was pretty much second nature to her. In fact, she barely thought anything of it beyond being a general acknowledgement and quickly went back to perusing the table for something she could stomach despite not being hungry. She'd almost settled on a cream cheese danish, almost, when it finally clicked and her head whipped back around.<br><br>"Shut the hell up!" She exclaimed suddenly, though not terribly loudly thankfully as she was somewhat mindful that they were still in a meeting. "Shut. Up!" Genuinely surprised, amazed, pleased--and grateful for the distraction--Riley twisted and reaching up gave on of those massive shoulders a push. "Is that you, Tex?!" She remarked rhetorically because of course it was him. It wasn't everyday she met a literal half-giant. At least not one you'd seriously contemplated playing 'Incredible Hulk' with. And damn, he was even bigger than he had been before if her memory was correct. She almost jumped him then and there because he'd honestly been one of her favorite prospective students out of the batch she'd met that year and not just because she'd had so many improper thoughts about whether it might be possible for her to ride him to exhaustion after he'd left. Time hadn't really been on their side though as she'd only recently broken up with Drake when she met him and Riley had never been much for rebound hookups. Rather than tease the poor boy too much she'd instead done her teammate a solid and had given Cash a nudge toward the somewhat shy girl thinking them a much more suitable match. <br><br>"Dios mio, papi! Imagine finding you here of all places." She grinned up at him and gave him another nudge. "How have you been?!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>04-07-2016, 15:59:40</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2016/03/07/c3Hqb.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ai Haruno<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fashion Bomb ;3 (http://i.imgur.com/E2BXmBH.jpg) <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Olivia, Minami, Open<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <strong>BOLD is in Japanese<br><br></strong><hr><br>As soon as Ai saw Olivia, his heart rate immediately lowered to it's original pace, having been on a high racing frenzy after hearing everything the Mayor had to say. To be alone and not know anyone here, it was calming to know that he knew at least one person, and someone that he knew rather well to be honest. He would rather be friends with someone that he somewhat knew, then be friends with a complete stranger after what had just happened moments prior.<br><br><strong>"What?"</strong> His native language slipped out once more however when he heard someone speak behind him, in Japanese of all things. He turned his vision from the American girl he knew across the way to come face to face with another woman, Japanese, and quite beautiful. <br><br>"Ah...yes, she is." If anyone were to look closer at Ai, they would have noticed the slightest hint of red across his cheeks; even if he were a model and a singer, he had a hard time with girls, getting nervous around them. Just giving them compliments made his heart race, hoping that he wouldn't say anything the wrong way or that they would accept the compliment rather then look at him strangely. His vision turned back to Olivia however when he noticed her wave lightly, still seeing her stuck in her same spot near a corner in the room. Raising his hand slightly, he motioned for her to come over to where he was, having a sizable amount of vacant seats next to him.<br><br>If they were going to talk, why not have her where he could hear her?<br><br>His browns eyes then glanced back to the Japanese woman, noticing her rather...interesting choice of clothes; a Racing Queen outfit.<br><br><strong>"Were...you somewhere before you got here? A photo shoot perhaps?"</strong> The woman looked somewhat familiar to him, but for some reason he couldn't place it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>05-07-2016, 03:12:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/71/AkaneSoma06.jpg)</div>Name: Minami Inabe<br>Time: Morning, Day 1<br>Activity: Orientation<br>Wearing: Skimpy yellow Race Queen outfit..<br>Tagging: Ai, Olivia, Open<br><br>Mi-chan tilted her head playfully and bit her lower lip as she took a closer look at Ai. Suddenly recognition caused her almond eyes to grow big and round. "Wakata!" she exclaimed. "You're that cute fashion model boy on last April's cover of GQ!" She she made a sound that was part sigh and part squeal before suddenly grabbing him and hugging him.&nbsp; "Suteki! So handsome."<br><br>Stepping back she dipped her head a bit. "Gomen, I'm sorry. I got a little excited. "I'm pretty famous too! I was a race queen for Nissan."<br><br>The bubbly and excitable girl turned toward The beautiful woman that Ai had spotted. Moving over to Olivia she bowed slightly and then smiled up at the taller woman. "Watashi-," she caught herself and switched to English. "I'm Minami, but my friends call me Mi-chan. you should join us." She tried to take the other woman's hand and lead her over to Ai. "I think he likes you." she whispered. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>05-07-2016, 06:21:34</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://topbabesblog.org/wp-content/gallery/stephanie-christine-pp02/Stephanie-Christine-08.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; The Midwife<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Morning<br><strong>Activity</strong>&nbsp; Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Gucci eyeglasses and Italian heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Open<br><hr><br>Through Tara had intended to take questions as in actually answering them.&nbsp; &nbsp;She allowed the mayor to step in and answer any question.&nbsp; Which was a very good thing.&nbsp; &nbsp;Now seated again she look towards those gathered.&nbsp; &nbsp;Morose in her thoughts which are dark.&nbsp; &nbsp; For she knew the truth,&nbsp; the internal truth behind the facade of the community.&nbsp; &nbsp;The depth of a challenge the world faces.&nbsp; &nbsp;Their is no partition of dotted landscape of white picket fences,&nbsp; children in the streets playing,&nbsp; father and mothers driving to work.&nbsp; &nbsp;That perhaps is forever lost.&nbsp; &nbsp;No that is not what the community is about, not in creating wholesome families.&nbsp; &nbsp;Such state of affair with the plague has put such luxury beyond reach.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She really did not feel like engaging anyone.&nbsp; &nbsp;To abstinent is her frame of mind this community meeting.&nbsp; &nbsp;But she knows the truth deep down,&nbsp; she would seek another to fill her bed.&nbsp; &nbsp;Like a whore, like a nympho.&nbsp; &nbsp;To lessen the time of the night.&nbsp; &nbsp;To keep from the nightmares that have plagued her since the first community.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Such thoughts are not good.&nbsp; &nbsp;So rising up she would leave her seat to head over to the table with refreshments.&nbsp; &nbsp;Suddenly despite the morning sickness that comes and goes.&nbsp; The stab of hunger now tweaking her stomach.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>06-07-2016, 18:18:41</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2016/03/07/c3Hqb.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ai Haruno<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fashion Bomb ;3 (http://i.imgur.com/E2BXmBH.jpg) <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Olivia, Minami, Open<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <strong>BOLD is in Japanese<br><br></strong><hr><br><strong>"C-cute?"</strong> Ai was used to hearing be called cute, from fans on forums and from others in interviews, but to be called cute out right in front of him, it was a bit embarrasssing. It was a compliment to him, due to his image in Japan and the work that he did, but hearing a girl say it right to his face made his cheeks flush a bit red. <br><br>He tried to change his image bit by bit, to try to be cute and handsome, to show that he has a manly side as well as a boyish side, but most of his fans preferred the latter more.<br><br>Oh well; at least there was someone else that...somewhat knew him.<br><br>Ai wasn't even able to continue when he felt Minami suddenly wrap her arms around him, pulling him into a quick hug as his cheeks flared red; this whole scene was probably causing a few pairs of eyes to look their way, which only made Ai blush a bit more, especially when he heard Minami call him handsome. It seemed that Minami was a lot more forward then the girls back home that he was used to; this was going to be a bit difficult to get used to. After she let him go, and introduced herself and what she did, Ai blinked slightly, remembering her image a while back when he went home for a few weeks. Yeah, he did remember seeing a billboard or two talking about a new car, and her picture was next to it...<br><br>But before he could give any answer, he saw Minami move towards Olivia, the boy stuttering slightly as he made his way over to the two. His breath caught in his throat lightly, cheeks flaring when he heard Minami give Olivia the sudden accusation that he liked her, the young man almost at a loss for words.<br><br><strong>"M-minami-san</strong>! You can't say stuff like that all of a sudden!" Ai did think that Olivia was beautiful, quite stunning actually, but he never really had the courage to say such a thing. He only could when the times were right, when he felt that he could, and those time were very rare.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmbrosiaPudding</strong> on <strong>08-07-2016, 01:47:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/McW35gh.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Rose Cassidy<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dress (http://imgur.com/GBaexYl)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> The Mayor, Everyone <br><br>Rose grinned, her lips pressed together in an almost delicate manner, as the mayor stripped down to nothing. Had she been wearing anything other than a freshly pressed dress she might have joined him, if only to get the crowd riled up with something more than a show. Oh yes, she could tell from the way her libido was going into overdrive that she would be ovulating soon. Slender hands smoothed the sides of her navy dress as she looked at the Mayor. He wasn’t a bodybuilder but she did so enjoy looking at him. <br><br>With a shake of her head, she pulled out the blackberry from her purse. Manicured nails clicked at the screen for a moment, in a sharp fashion of someone used to using the device. Not only was her entire schedule on it, so was the Mayor’s as well as the Midwife’s. Though it wasn’t Rose’s job to keep up with the Midwife’s schedule per-say, she didn’t mind lending a helping hand. It also came in handy when she went to schedule her own appointments with the woman. <br><br>Rose actually had an appointment with the midwife later that morning. Though she used ovulation tests around this time, the ones that she was able to purchase off the internet just weren’t the same as going to the Midwife and having it confirmed. Closing her blackberry case and placing it back into her purse, Rose stood up. She didn’t like to interrupt the Mayor. As he finished speaking she looked up at him, clearing her throat gently with the smallest of touched to his rest. She had other duties to attend to and needed to get along with them if she was to make it to her appointment with the Midwife on time. <br><br>“Hello everyone, I hope that you enjoy your time here. We are a lovely little Community. My name is Rose and if you have any questions the Mayor might not have covered while he uncovered.” She smiled again looking at him. “Please feel free to throw them my way. I’m always here to help.” She finished before gracefully smiling and walking toward the exit of the auditorium. When the Mayor was finished mingling, she would see him back at his office she was sure. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>08-07-2016, 04:00:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/female%20characters/7c47dac5-2f25-47cb-b4bc-38b502836138_zps8vyumovu.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Olivia Aucoin<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning, Day 1<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://explife.express.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/0506_OSL_ShortSuits_03.jpg) with heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Minami, Ai, Open<hr>Olivia had been content enough with the idea of waiting out the rest of the meeting in her current spot near the door. She hadn't really wanted to draw attention to herself after all by suddenly moving around but it seemed Ai had other ideas. Catching his wave for her to head over she hesitated. He was still in conversation with the Japanese woman and the idea of butting in seemed... less than ideal. Okay, so maybe she was letting her nerves over this move get to her. The result being that she was being slightly antisocial, which was not how she typically was. Reserved, yes, but full out antisocial, never. <br><br>Glancing down at her feet she attempted to silently give herself a figurative kick in the rear to knock it off but before she could even get anywhere she realized someone had come over to her. Looking up just as the woman began speaking, Olivia blinked, her eyes widening in almost comical surprise. "Oh, um, pardon mah manners," she replied, one hand pressed to her chest, realizing that the lovely Japanese woman was only introducing herself. "I'm Olivia. Olivia Aucoin." Her accent was fully southern but somewhat diluted by the fact that her childhood had been split between California and the heart of Cajun country. "You can call me Livi though. It's a pleasure to meet you, Minami." She gave a slight incline of her own head not as an imitation but rather out of simple habit but Minami was already reaching for her hand apparently with the aim to take her over to Ai. <br><br>"Oh! I... I mean, if you're su--what?!" That whole trail of thought felt about as confused as Olivia herself felt as she went along with the woman. Primarily because to her the statement regarding Ai liking her had come out of left field. "Well.. I mean, I like him too." The words were harmless and actually true. She was quite fond of Ai in general and he was definitely cute in a boyish sort of way. Which was probably part of the reason why her owlish look of surprise melted into a wry smile when the man in question spoke up as if to scold Minami. <br><br>"Well now, it's nice to see you too, Ai." She half chuckled, noting the slight flush to his cheeks. He seemed to do that rather easily. Part of her thought maybe to tease him further but she let him off the hook this time and settled for light conversation. "I didn't mean to intrude or anything. Hopefully this community stuff isn't too big a shock for either of y'all?" She looked between the two remember how overwhelming it had all seemed when she'd first accepted a spot in a community. Hell, this was her second go round and she was still feeling a tad overwhelmed, though it was for different reasons this time around. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>08-07-2016, 08:45:31</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2016/03/07/c3Hqb.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ai Haruno<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fashion Bomb ;3 (http://i.imgur.com/E2BXmBH.jpg) <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Olivia, Minami, Open<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <strong>BOLD is in Japanese<br><br></strong><hr><br>"Uh..." Ai wasn't sure what to say when Minami decided to bring Olivia over; well, more like drag her once she had seen Ai wave to the woman. She had even said to her that Ai liked her! Though to be honest, Ai didn't know if Minami meant in the friendly sort of sense, or the...'more' then friends' sort of sense to Olivia. He liked Olivia, a lot; she was kind, friendly, and had helped Ai out when he had some questions regarding the U.S. and customs that he didn't' quite understand. She was a person he could trust, but to like her more then a friend, so suddenly...Ai didn't know what to say to that. He thought she was pretty, beautiful even, but to say that to her so suddenly would seem weird to him, and after the comment Minami made, Ai wasn't sure he would ever be able to say it for some time.<br><br>Why did talking to girls have to be so frustrating?<br><br>"I-it's nice to see you too, Olivia." His face still held that slight hint of red, mostly by the fact that he had heard Olivia say that she liked him back as well, but he knew not in the way he thought she meant. Back home, saying that to someone meant you liked them in a 'I want to be your boyfriend/girlfriend' sense, but Ai knew that wasn't what Olivia meant in the slightest.<br><br>...Right?<br><br>Olivia's question brought him back to his senses however, looking towards the woman with a hint of uncertainty.<br><br>"I mean...it's a big shock for anyone, but for me..." Ai didn't know what to do; customs in America were already confusing enough for him, and to now be put in a place where he had to be paired off to have sexual relations with someone on a whim? <br><br>That wasn't how he was raised, at all. <br><br>He was told to always be polite and respectful to women, to never force them into anything they didn't want. He always took that to heart, being kind and sincere to any girl he met, wanting to make them feel comfortable around him. It was almost naive of him; how most girls wished to find a boy that was always kind to them and treated them like a princess, Ai wanted the same with a girlfriend. He wanted to be with a girl that would let Ai praise and compliment them, and let him protect them from whatever trouble came their way.<br><br>Just like how they wished for their prince, he was waiting on bated breath for that chance to be just that, their knight in shining armor. <br><br>But he was sure that no girl would ever take him seriously if he were to ever admit such a thing, especially American girls. From what Ai had seen in foreign movies, American girls usually looked for a man that showed a lot of muscle, and was super tough and manly; Ai didn't exactly fit that profile. He could already tell that he was more boyishly charming then most of the men here, which seemed to fit more of the bill in Ai's mind of 'rugged and manly'.<br><br>Which brought him back to his original thought; could he do this? Really? Just pair off with someone he didn't even know? Ai wasn't sure he could do such a thing...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>08-07-2016, 14:22:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7e/DrakeHilton.jpg)</div>Name: Drake Hilton<br>Time: Morning, Day 1<br>Activity: Orientation<br>Wearing: Black silk suit with a purple silk shirt.<br>Tagging: Riley, Isabelle, open<br><br>Drake watched Riley's reaction to seeing the large, well build man near the refreshments and bit his lower lip. <em>Mother fucker!</em> Out of all the men on the planet that could have been chosen to come to this community -besides himself of course- it had to be a man with whom Riley had some sort of previous relations with. He didn't know how deep their relationship ran and quite frankly he didn't care. The thought of his Riley having any kind of relationship with another man was enough to make his blood boil. That he hadn't even spoken to her in nearly seven years didn't matter. He was still jealous. <em>Better get used to it pal,</em> His mind told him. <em>She'll be fucking every male currently in the room eventually, just like you'll be dipping your wick in every other woman present. Welcome to the new world asshole!</em> He didn't like it and he was still jealous, but he would try to accept it. <br><br>He needed to take his mind off of Riley. They were ancient history and she was making it perfectly clear that she preferred things to stay that way. Maybe once things settled into what would pass as normal routine he would try and talk to her again.Maybe she'd give in and he could hold her in his arms again like old times. But right now he was so over her. <em>Yeah right! your sorry ass will be over there begging her to forgive you before that giant of man she's touching over there finishes his donut.</em><br><br>&nbsp;In an effort to prove his mind wrong he stood and walked over to stand by Isabelle. The woman was tall and pleasing on the eyes. He noted her pantsuit and took her as a fellow business person. Drake pondered the food and drinks deciding against them and then turned to smile at Isabelle. "Crazy stuff isn't it?" He offered his hand. "I'm Drake, Drake Hilton."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>08-07-2016, 15:02:46</strong>
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				floatleft](https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/71/AkaneSoma06.jpg)[/floatleft]Name: Minami Inabe<br>Time: Morning, Day 1<br>Activity: Orientation<br>Wearing: Skimpy yellow Race Queen outfit..<br>Tagging: Ai, Olivia<br><br>Minami watched Olivia and Ai and couldn't help but giggle at their awkwardness. That she had been the catalyst to said awkwardness never occurred to her. She had expected Ai to a bit flustered and thought he looked cute when he blushed. Olivia on the other hand surprised her. She had taken the woman as a go getter who knew what she wanted and took it, but apparently she was every bit as shy as Ai. At least it appeared that way. Maybe she just liked seeing Ai blush too. <br><br>Mi-chan listened to the conversation learning a lot about Ai by his reaction and answer to Olivia's question. She almost felt sorry for him. Minami liked him. He was kind and sweet and cute and was just so innocent. But he didn't belong in place like this. She tried to picture him enjoying himself as he tried to make babies with every woman in town and couldn't. Minami had understood the basics of what joining the community and was even looking forward to it, but she was shocked by some of what she'd seen since the meeting had started. She could only imagine how Ai must feel. It was going to be hard for him to adjust, but maybe Olivia could help make it easier for him. <br><br>The Japanese girl touched the other woman's arm and smiled her biggest smile. "bukuri desu ne," She said in Japanese. "It is very shocking right? But also exciting." she gestured with her hand. "I mean look at all these sexy men we get to choose from. There's not an ugly guy in the house." she placed her hand on Ai's shoulder. "Of course Ai-kun is just so cute." She winked at Olivia and whispered. "I'd kiss him if I didn't think he would faint."<br><br>"Do you think there will be more people?" Minami asked as she scanned the room. She wasn't very happy to note that all of the men seemed to be partnered up already.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilyn Sydhe</strong> on <strong>08-07-2016, 17:54:25</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i1076.photobucket.com/albums/w448/KalebHyde/Mobile%20Uploads/JJ-Watt-cowboy-hat_zpslama7slb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cash McCloud<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White western shirt, blue jeans, black cowboy boots, Stetson in hand<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Riley, open<br><hr><br><br><em>She nearly caught him</em> was the thought which filled him as Riley offered that spark of recognition which brought a relieved laugh and Texas sized grin to his features.&nbsp; In the previous moment, as she looked toward the table, Cash had been flooded with the vision of him sweeping the table clean before laying Riley back upon it.&nbsp; A slow peeling off of her clothes had been interrupted by her sudden excitement and he hoped she had not seen those lewd intentions lingering in his baby blues.<br><br>"I've been doing alright, better now, but dang, you look hotter than a West Texas brush fire, girl!"&nbsp; Cash immediately noticed he had spoken a bit too loudly for his surroundings and instinctively moved up closer to her.&nbsp; He fought the impulse to wrap her up in a big country bear hug, instead lightly resting both hands on her hips as if taking a closer look.<br><br>"My apologies, Miss Riley, I don't mean to make a scene.&nbsp; You are just a mighty fine sight for these eyes"&nbsp; Cash then spotted the beautiful Midwife nearby and was reminded just what had brought everyone to where they were now.&nbsp; His large fingers slowly slid from Riley's sides as he began to regain his manners.&nbsp; She barely knew him and here he was losing himself in his excitement.&nbsp; He inwardly kicked himself for what she must think of him.<br><br>"It sure is good to see a familiar face and, if you don't mind me saying, you haven't aged a day.&nbsp;How've you been? What kind of workout are you doing these days?"&nbsp; A single fingertip drifted against her toned midsection as he spoke as if for emphasis though it only made him want to touch her more.&nbsp; He then cocked his head to the right as a question formed.<br><br>"I wonder...well yeah..."&nbsp; He shook his head as he knew he must be sounding like a fool.<br><br>"I was thinking, Miss Riley, that this place must want us to stay in shape so they must have some sort of gym on the grounds...well, anyway, would you be willing to be my workout partner.&nbsp; It's alot more fun if you have someone to sweat with..."&nbsp; Of all the things he might have said, sweat with sounded wrong to him the moment it rolled from his tongue.&nbsp; Still he was hopeful as it always helped to have good motivation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>09-07-2016, 02:02:51</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/0/00/Cole_turner.jpg/200px-Cole_turner.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> 'The Mayor'<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A Very Nice Watch<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>The Mayor chuckles a bit as people spread around the room and talk. Good, this was perfect. Admittedly he thought they'd ask more questions and this would take longer but either he's gotten better at explaining things or this group was particularly disinclined to ask questions. He like the idea that it was both. Certainly would make other things a lot easier.<br><br>"<strong>Admittedly, I thought this would take longer.</strong>" he chuckles as he gathers up his clothes with a bit of a chuckle, even folding a few of them to give his hands something to do.<br><br>"<strong>Alright then, I do believe vehicles are waiting to take you into the Community center proper and from there your housing assignments if you haven't already got them. Which, before anyone asks, are only temporary. Bunk wherever you like, as long as you tell us first.<br><br>If you have a reason to meet one of us in Private, now's a good time. The shuttles will be going back and forth for a while anyway.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SmuttyReader</strong> on <strong>09-07-2016, 21:00:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i350.photobucket.com/albums/q429/SmuttyReader/26f9a62cd41dd1e2bdd477fbd15c59ef_zpskgcmcvls.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Piper Vice<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://i350.photobucket.com/albums/q429/SmuttyReader/article-2742444-2105BC0500000578-704_306x710_zpsbh5nr9n2.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Mayor&nbsp; (Mentioned) Ai, Riley, Drake<br><br><hr><br>Piper watched how others went to the refreshment tables and conversed with each other. She wondered why she didn't think to go talk to the others too, it was the perfect time to get to know the others and she was sitting in the back of the room by herself as always.<br><br>She giggled at the Asian, when he asked if he could leave, <em>of course they couldn't</em>, they were means to repopulate. As she continued to stare at him she couldn't shake the feeling that she somehow knew the worried man. Her eyes ran over the features of the man trying to pinpoint a time in her life that he was there, finding none she pushed the thought to back of her mind. It couldn't be possible, she didn't know anyone here. She was just being paranoid. <br><br>She took a deep breath and stood up, she was suppose to find someone to impregnate her and that wouldn't happen if she was sitting in the back of the room. She walked passed a couple of people that she had been studying. She gave a second look to a woman that she had watched on tv before, <em>they housed celebrities too?</em> She nodded at the people that had already coupled off. <em>This is what happens when you be antisocial, Piper, you lose the ability to pick. Let this be a learning lesson.</em><br><br>Earlier she had witnessed an argument between a well-dressed man that was obviously important... well he looked like he should be important, but you know what they say about appearances and a woman with a banging body. She could tell that they had history... a history that ended badly. She hoped that whatever transpired between them wouldn't hinder her changes of having relations with the hunk of the man. <br><br>Something about beards made her tingle, she knew with little convincing on her part, she could influence him to grow it out a little more.<br><br>Than there were several people dressed in country gear... she might have to invest in some cowgirl boots, yeehaw! She gave an applause when she walked up to the naked Mayor,<strong> "The rules seem simple enough. How many times in the past have they been broken, Mr. Mayor." </strong>There was nothing the Mayor should be ashamed about when it came to his body. He was in impeccable shape and his penis wasn't bad to look at. Piper had to catch herself from staring, she would never be brave enough to go completely naked. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AmbrosiaPudding</strong> on <strong>09-07-2016, 21:39:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/db2ue3C.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Isabelle Bellucci<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pantsuit (http://imgur.com/sxmVKAX)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Drake, mentioned Riley<br><br>Watching as a very athletic woman walked up to the table, Isabelle openly took a moment to appreciate her. She herself had never been into more than keeping a refined hourglass shape, usually lots of running, but it always amazed her to see a woman with actual defined muscles. ISabelle had almost missed that Drake had walked up to her until he spoke. A fine eyebrow arched for a moment as she bit her tongue inside her cheek. A hint of a smile flashed in the depths of her chocolate eyes. “Yes, I think all of this would be considered crazy but it’s the world we live in.” <br><br>Far from a naive woman, Isabelle had noted that the man who walked up to her and introduced himself as Drake, had been previously sitting next to the woman now talking to the hulk of a man near her. She felt that his interest in her was more about the woman, who in her own rights, was gorgeous. Isabelle wasn’t about to be rude though, so instead she gave him a big smile and placed her well manicured hand inside of his. Her nails redder than the devil’s tongue matched like the rest of her. “Isabelle Bellucci, pleasure to meet you.”<br><br>&nbsp;Hearing the Mayor speak, Isabelle looked over Drake’s shoulder, biting on the side of her lower lip deeply. She did need to speak with him about getting her bakery. The hand still holding her briefcase clenched it. She didn’t want to be rude to the man by any means, he was very handsome and a part of her tingled at the thought of what <em>could</em> happen between the two of them. “Oh!” Isabelle pulled her hand out of Drake’s with a flutter of nervous laughter, that could have been interpreted as flirting though she was a little nervous. “Sorry, I’m sure you’ll want your hand back.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>11-07-2016, 09:57:25</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2016/03/07/c3Hqb.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ai Haruno<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fashion Bomb ;3 (http://i.imgur.com/E2BXmBH.jpg) <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Olivia, Minami, Piper (mentioned)<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <strong>BOLD is in Japanese<br><br></strong><hr><br>"Yeah, it is shocking." Ai muttered back to Minami, looking around the room that all the people were in. They were all talking and mingling, and he still dared not to look in the direction towards the Midwife and the Mayor, due to their nakedness; that was still a bit too much for him at this point.<br><br>He could already tell some people were excited by the mere fact of this place, Minami included, as she began to talk about all of the good looking men that were in the room; Ai...somewhat included?<br><br>"Cute?" Ai gave a hint of a small pout towards Minami, hearing her words once more. Even though he didn't like this situation one bit, he didn't like to be called cute all the time; he could manly, and sexy...somewhat. He was younger then most of these men, so by looks he couldn't be anywhere near their appearance in regards to ruggedness or manly appeal; as well by the fact that he was Asian, most didn't fit that profile. American men did a good job at portraying the sturdy male build, and Ai just seemed like he was the small downgrade in a sense. It wasn't like he was particularly annoyed by the fact, he still wasn't getting used to this situation, but hearing being called cute by a girl, didn't exactly help his image.<br><br>He wouldn't say that aloud of course.<br><br>Ai gave a curious look when he saw Minami whisper to Olivia, but he couldn't hear, so he answered her next question.<br><br>"Ah, there could be. I haven't seen anyone else come in, so this could be all of us? Maybe there are more people out in the town?" He still wanted to know if he could leave all together; despite the population dimming and being a national crisis, Ai didn't know if he had the mindset to just up and have sex with any woman in this place. He had morals, and it didn't seem right to do such a thing, not without getting to know the person, or date them or marry them for that matter. His eyes wondered the room as he spoke of other poeple potentially coming in, his eyes andering towards a woman that looked faintly familiar. His head tilted slightly, feeling like he knew the woman from somewhere before; for some reason he couldn't pinpoint her.<br><br>Maybe it was just him; after all the shock of being here so suddenly, he mst have been thinking too hard...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>11-07-2016, 15:04:12</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/0/00/Cole_turner.jpg/200px-Cole_turner.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> 'The Mayor'<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A Very Nice Watch<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Piper, All<br><hr><br>The Mayor had been thinking about putting some clothes back on until Piper approached him. Honestly, this was a good group of women this round and he wouldn't mind breeding any of them. So his plans change from putting some clothes back on to letting the boys hand free, and from looking around if anything they twitch a bit.<br><br>She asked that question, and he chuckled low with a smile. Looking her in the eye he gives a little shake of his head as he knows the answer to that one quite well.<br><br>"<strong>Honestly, they get broken quite a bit but never maliciously. Usually it's an honest mistake and we can work something out. Using an allergy pill that's not on the approved list, inadvertantly giving a clue about where this place is in an email, that sort of thing. There's never a big break, so usually we're fine after some paperwork.</strong>" he laughs a bit. He checks his watch afterwords and speaks to the whole crowd.<br><br>"<strong>Everyone! If we could all head toward the door where there's vans to the Community Proper waiting, that would be appreciated.</strong>" he calls out, and then he gives Piper a little motion to follow him. He starts heading toward the side auditorium door toward the back of the building, figuring people will start to follow. Yes, this was going to be a good year for the Community. He could feel it.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: OOC</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Feel free to put your character all the way into where they'll be staying if you want. And feel free to make up some NPCs, but keep it reasonable. :P</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>12-07-2016, 02:36:09</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://topbabesblog.org/wp-content/gallery/stephanie-christine-pp02/Stephanie-Christine-08.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; The Midwife<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Morning<br><strong>Activity</strong>&nbsp; Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Gucci eyeglasses and Italian heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Open<br><hr><br>The call to load up the vans is made by the mayor.&nbsp; &nbsp;She look down at the spread of food on the table.&nbsp; &nbsp;A look of disgust&nbsp; is given.&nbsp; &nbsp;Silently the midwife would turn and she herself would head out to one of the vans.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was time to head to her offices in the community.&nbsp; &nbsp; Of course she take the shuttle vans being provided.&nbsp; &nbsp;Ride with a few of the new comers into the community.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>A look is given towards the mayor again as she starts to make her way out of the conference room.&nbsp; &nbsp; She had lied to him,&nbsp; she was not pregnant.&nbsp; &nbsp;Not yet,&nbsp; and she is not sure if she did want to have another baby at this moment.&nbsp; &nbsp; Not with what she knew.&nbsp; Of course she could not or would not take birth control.&nbsp; &nbsp; She had been avoiding it by the old long tradition of keeping count of her cycle in detail.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Once again the crisp air softly caresses her as she steps outside.&nbsp; &nbsp; She select a van the second one.&nbsp; &nbsp;Knowing the mayor will likely ride in the first one.&nbsp; &nbsp; She did not know why she did such.&nbsp; Only that lately she been feeling insecure,&nbsp; scared to be precise.&nbsp; The tension in the background of the community was growing everyday.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Hi Henry."&nbsp; &nbsp;Entering the van, she recognize the driver Henry and give a smile and acknowledge him.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was part of the staff that helped with the community.&nbsp; Of course he had been ravaged by the purple plague and now was sterile.&nbsp; &nbsp;One of the majority of persons in likewise state now.&nbsp; &nbsp;She sit in the second row seat.&nbsp; &nbsp;Scooting all the way over and against the window right behind the driver seat.&nbsp; &nbsp;Giving a Henry a view with his rear view mirror of he wanted to look.&nbsp; &nbsp;Yes she has a streak of exhibitionist in her.&nbsp; Of course it would be a no brainer to guess such. <br><br>Anyone looking at the midwife will notice she is preoccupied in thought.&nbsp; Which seems to be a troubling one, by just her body language and expressions given as she exited to the outside and entered into one of the vans.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>15-07-2016, 07:03:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/female%20characters/7c47dac5-2f25-47cb-b4bc-38b502836138_zps8vyumovu.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Olivia Aucoin<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning, Day 1<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://explife.express.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/0506_OSL_ShortSuits_03.jpg) with heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Minami, Ai, Open<hr>For a moment Olivia felt an overwhelming urge to simply give Ai a hug. Once glance was enough to tell that he was feeling completely out of his element and though it didn't shock her in the same sort of way she could understand. Bringing babies into the world had once meant something more than mere survival. They'd escaped the stone age and days of the caveman after all. In a civilized society children should have been the product of love at the very least but after that horrible plague, well, things had changed and Olivia wasn't sure it was for the better. Still, if nothing else, seeing her friend's discomfort did much to help dispel her own.<br><br>"I'm sure it'll be alright, sweetheart." She smiled at Ai and figured that they could talk later. At least some of his concerns might be put to bed if she had the chance to share what she herself knew from experience, right?<br><br>Looking to Minami as the woman touched her arm, her smile remained. The Japanese spoken went right over her head but the rest of her commentary didn't. In fact, Livi had to swallow back a low chuckle as she caught the woman's meaning. "You're are most certainly right," she agreed, taking a quick glance of her own. There were many a fine specimen in the room alone and she knew there'd be more outside of this little gathering as well. The community wasn't brand spanking new after all, there were already citizens living within their ideal little bubble. <br><br>Her gaze was drawn back to Ai though and she nodded. "Yes indeedy, he surely is." She didn't comment on the kissing part though but instead opted to simply return Minami's wink and leave it at that. It was clear that the woman had already set her eyes on Ai and part of Olivia was genuinely amused by the very idea given how forward Minami seemed to be. <br><br>The sudden shift of people moving toward the back to the refreshments and other spots did register with Olivia as she considered Ai's question. "Oh, why absolutely! From what I was told there's plenty of folks already livin' here. We're just new fish being dropped into the pond. Why I'll bet there's ev--" <br><br>Olivia cut off as the Mayor suddenly spoke up and directed everyone to the doors. "Oh, well, I guess you'll get to see for yourself soon enough. D'ya'll wanna ride over together?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>15-07-2016, 08:07:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/female%20characters/800c3df6-520c-45da-8918-44ca98495fbb_zpszbxthbgd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Riley Kennedy<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning, Day 1<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Tied flannel (teal) + ass hugging jeans, combat boots, and hat, all in black.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Drake (Mentioned), Cash, Open<hr><em>Good lord almighty!</em> Was it hot in here?<br><br>Riley had known that she was expected to take full part in this little "breeding program" they had going on but she hadn't for a second expected to wanna get right down to business within the first hour! <br><br>And yet that was exactly where her traitorous mind had gone, led right along by her hormones--and possibly her extreme desire to ignore the hell out of a certain someone else that was in the room. She might have been "one of the guys" more often than not but that didn't mean she didn't recognize the look of heat in a man's eyes when she saw it. Hell, when she felt it. She didn't know exactly what Cash was thinking of but she felt his gaze like a physical touch and it had her tucking her lower lip between her teeth for a fleeting moment. At least until his exclamation had her back to grinning.<br><br>Her head tilted back as Cash moved closer, his size forcing her gaze to rise. When his hands reached out to settle on her hips she had to fight the urge to simply move closer and draw that big body right around her just as natural as could be. She was almost disappointed when his good ol boy manners resurfaced and had him withdrawing his hands from where they held her but knew it was for the best considering she wasn't actually about to jump him right here in the orientation. Better to maintain at least a little distance before she completely forgot herself. It had already been made clear that her impulse control was not exactly in top form this morning.<br><br>"Aww, well aren't you sweet and charming as ever. I always knew I liked you. Better be careful..." She snickered and teased, before turning and reaching for a plastic cup to get some juice. She needed something constructive to do with her hands while she listened though his questions had her turning back.<br><br>"Hmm? Oh I..." His fingertip touched her bare skin and dear lord, her stomach quivered in its wake. Any answer she'd been formulating disappeared in a puff of smoke leaving her cut adrift mid-sentence for longer than she could reasonably hope to play off while she fought not to rub her own fingers across the now tingling strip of flesh. "...I... uh... what?"<br><br>Shameless, she laughed, knowing full well there was no disguising that little slip. Clearing her throat she took a sip of whatever flavor juice she'd ended up pouring--she honestly hadn't paid attention--and tried again. "Workout partner, eh?" Her eyes drifted appreciably over him, filling with a few thoughts of her own as to just how much more fun could be had sweating with Cash. The fact that there were more practical benefits to actually taking him up on his offer wasn't lost oh her but after her little emotional rollercoaster ride only a short while ago, practicality was sooooo not her focus.<br><br>"Hmm... well, I guess if you think you can keep up with me, papi, we can give it a try." She eyed him over the rim of her cup, a flash of the same way she'd first eyed him some years back. At that time things had not worked in their favor but she was so hoping that things would go differently this time around. "I'm sure they've got a gym or something here. If not, we can figure something out. I gotta be able to help keep all you boys in line around here so I need to stay in tip top shape. Either way that means you're gonna have to go hard. Think you can handle that, Tex?" Nope. It was no accident and not subtle but that was Riley for ya, she knew exactly what she was asking.<br><br>The Mayor's call to move was heard but her gaze remained on Cash as the tiny voice in the back of her head decided to chime in now, wondering if it was a good idea to go diving in head first the way it seemed she was doing. Riley's reply to that small voice: shush and go the hell away! She couldn't spend her days moping or actively trying to dodge Drake so the next best thing would be to do as she had done before and simply move on. And a little fun and sweat with a friend was just what the doctor ordered if you asked her.<br><br>"I guess after we do the whole getting settled thing we can meet up somewhere, yeah?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>15-07-2016, 09:28:18</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2016/03/07/c3Hqb.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ai Haruno<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fashion Bomb ;3 (http://i.imgur.com/E2BXmBH.jpg) <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Olivia, Minami (mentioned)<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <strong>BOLD is in Japanese<br><br></strong><hr><br>Seeing the two girls next to Ai wink towards each other at the mention of himself made Ai blush a bit more, but the cute comment still came to mind. Did he not seem manly enough? I mean he knew he wasn't the picture perfect idea of a masculine, muscular man, but he was still a man; he was just a bit more subtle was all. Ai gave a small smile however towards Olivia, hearing the woman give him kind words of encouragement and caring, making sure that he wasn't alone in his discomfort of the whole situation.<br><br>"Thanks Olivia." She had been so nice so far, and always&nbsp; had been. He was glad that he knew someone from before all of this, or Ai was sure he would have gone mad from the situation taking over him, and having to deal with strangers. At least with Olivia, he had someone he could count and rely on, and bond with rather then make an all new relation with. <br><br>However, at the sound and prospect of being moved into the town, to receve their new bunks for the time being, Ai gave a small nod.<br><br>"It'd probably be best if we all went together. Plus, it would be best if we all went with people we knew; wouldn't want to get partnered up so suddenly with a stranger; Though..." Ai thought for a moment, his eyes closing in thought for a few short moments, before returning to look at the two girls.<br><br>"Now that I think about it...what are we going to do, about...partners?" The Mayor had said that everyone was free and willing to choose partners, but Ai...he didn't know what to do about that situation. He still had questions regarding leaving this place all together, not simply for work. By the way the Mayor had put it, he sounded as if no one had ever even asked the mere question of leaving all together, or rather, no one was ever able to. Ai was curious, and had to ask the man some time, but the problem was still at hand that he couldn't be alone forever. Eventually they would ask questions as to why he hadn't chosen a partner, and it probably wouldn't be tolerated, even with Ai's beliefs and standards.<br><br>"Are you guys going to look for partners? I mean...I respect that if you do, but..." Ai still felt weird about the situation, but he didn't know if he could just partner up with a stranger so suddenly. He'd rather have someone he knew that he could partner up with, someone he trusted.<br><br>Though the only person he knew right now that was remotely close to that was Olivia...<br><br>A blush to Ai's cheeks soon formed once more, though not as prominent as before, as the mere idea of partnering up with Olivia flashed in his mind. T-there was no way he could partner up with Olivia! It wasn't to say she wasn't pretty or anything, oh no; she was beautiful, stunning, gorgeous. She was kind and friendly, and had helped Ai when he had first started out in America, the two becoming good friends in the industry. But to ask her of such a thing, to be his partner in such a...delicate situation, it was almost unfathomable.<br><br>Though, a small part in the back of his mind secretly hoped she'd say yes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>15-07-2016, 13:09:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7e/DrakeHilton.jpg)</div>Name: Drake Hilton <br>Time: Morning, Day 1<br>Activity: Orientation<br>Wearing: Black silk suit with a purple silk shirt.<br>Tagging: Isabella, Piper, Riley (Mentioned)&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;Drake smiled at the lovely woman and ran a thumb lightly over the back of her hand before letting go. He knew that he could probably win this woman's affections should he want to. The physical attraction was quite evident to him even through the thick red haze of jealousy that was creeping in on his vision. But he also sensed that she had business somewhere behind him, most likely with the Mayor. Trying not to listen as Riley and her cowboy friend gushed over one another he stepped to the side and whispered in her ear. "I may have a business offer for you in the next week or two."&nbsp; He then took a step back. "it was nice meeting you Miss Belluci."<br><br><em>What are you doing Riley?</em> He tried not to think about her or look at her with her hands all over the cowboy. They obviously new each other and quite well from the looks of things. Drake may not have been with Riley in years, but some how he had convinced himself that she would eventually come leaping back into his arms. and when he had seen her here now he had allowed himself to hope that he was right. If only he could be so lucky. It wasn't his arms she wanted to jump into. <em>Fuck it!</em> If Riley had moved on then it was high time he did too. If she came around to her senses before it was too late then he;d welcome her back with loving arms. If not....well it would be her loss. He was talking the talk, but his heart knew the truth. He wasn't ready to walk the walk. <br><br>As he started to move toward the buses he felt a pair of eyes on him. Glancing around he saw one of the most beautiful women he'd ever seen looking back at him. Those alluring soul catching eyes and those full red lips. The woman rivaled Riley's beauty in every way perhaps even surpassed it. Maybe she could help him take his mind off of his long lost love. Maybe she'd be willing to have a night cap at his place tonight, to help him break in his new home. Maybe, just maybe she would eventually be able to fill the hole in his heart from when Riley had left him. <br><br>Turning on his heels he made his way over to Piper and took her hand in his. Bringing it to his lips he kissed the back of it&nbsp; and then released it. "Hi, I'm Drake." he offered her his arm. "Walk with me to the buses?" He asked, but his tone made it sound like a command.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>15-07-2016, 13:43:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/71/AkaneSoma06.jpg)</div> <br>Name: Minami Inabe<br>Time: Morning, Day 1<br>Activity: Orientation<br>Wearing: Skimpy yellow Race Queen outfit..<br>Tagging: Olivia, Ai,&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;Minami watched Ai and Olivia and smiled. They looked so hot together. <em>I hope they hook up and have lots of cute babies together.</em> She blushed as her overactive sex drive superimposed a picture of Ai naked standing at the foot of a bed. As if that wasn't enough to make even her blood boil with desire it what she saw on the bed that elicited an involuntary whimper form her. She saw her self on the bed sans clothes next to an equally naked Olivia. Minami had never been overly interested in girls before, but the sight of Olivia next to her on the bed while Ai looked down at them was quite frankly the hottest thing she'd ever seen. She blinked and gasped realizing she had been staring at Olivia's breasts. She looked at her feet quickly, her face turning red with embarrassment. <br><br>Almost immediately she perked back up almost bouncing with excitement at Ai's question. "Well I've already seen a few guys. I mean have you seen that cowboy over by the food? " she made the Japanese equivalent of a cats meow. "Of course there's you." she touched Ai's hand her eyes wide with excitement. "But someone else already has your heart." <em>Even of neither of you will admit it.</em> It was so obvious that Olivia and Ai were meant for each other. "Jaa. Taihen ne!" she said in Japanese and threw up her hands. "So many hot guys. Maybe I'll just wait and let them come to me. <em>Unless of course you want to share Ai.</em> She made eye contact with Olivia and rolled her eyes in Ai's direction. <em>He is already yours. I won't stand in the way.</em> "Or maybe the three of us can work something out."<br><br>she started moving toward the doors. "Maybe we'll be neighbors. How cool would that be!" she smiled widely as she waited for her new friends to catch up. "Yada, tottemo sekube desu." She put her hand over her mouth and blushed looking at Ai, having in her excitement forgetting he could understand her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>15-07-2016, 18:18:37</strong>
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				Calling them 'the cars' was a bit of a misnomer as a fleet of white non-descript vans were waiting behind the building. The Community proper wasn't visible from here but the road from the reception center to the Community proper was well paved, fresh, and seemed to be waiting. There really wasn't any way to get lost on that road, it only went between two very specific places. There were turn-offs but they were gravel roads at best, just following the pavement would be enough.<br><br>The drive was usually about 40 minutes depending on the weather, but it's not a straight path. Most of the road goes through a heavily wooded area that has to be navigated but if one stays on the road they usually do fine.<br><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/0/00/Cole_turner.jpg/200px-Cole_turner.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> 'The Mayor'<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A Very Nice Watch<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>The Mayor ended up getting in the van right in the middle, still nude and rolling his shoulders. He wasn't planning on this but he was rolling with it. He'd put some clothes back on if he ended up alone in here but that was still up on the air.<br><br>"<strong>Morning Mr. Mayor.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Morning, Kelly. How are you doing?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Great! I think I'm pregnant actually.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>That's wonderful, Midwife said it was just a matter of time. Whose the father?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Not sure, actually,</strong>" she giggles, "<strong>I think the conception would of been during a fourway with Derrick, Jay, and Georgina. We can rule out Georgina, I think.</strong>"<br><br>The Mayor gets a good laugh of that. The cars will head out as soon as everyone's inside, their luggage can come later. For now, it's time to move these new people in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SmuttyReader</strong> on <strong>15-07-2016, 19:46:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/OtDtVag.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Piper Vice<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://i.imgur.com/dPSwUTw.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Drake (Mentioned) Mayor<br><br>After the mayor cut her off mid-question and told everyone that it was time to load the buses, Piper resumed staring at the man dressed to impress. Yeah, there were other attractive, more built men there, but something about a man with power made Piper want to submit. The way he stood there talking to a woman, commanded authority... she was something she has never been; intrigued. Could he be what she had been waiting for? And of all places she found him at a breeding farm? She wouldn't mind having his children.<br><br>She apparently stared to long, because he was walking toward her, she could kick her ass for not wearing makeup. She sent one more thanks to God, for allowing a pair of sunglasses to be in her purse. She looked back at the woman that he was arguing with in the beginning and saw that she was flirting with a giant, which was fine by Piper, because that left <em>him</em> for the taking and take is what she intended to do. She would love to take whatever he would give her.<br><br>He took her hand and gave her feathered kisses on it, ever the romantic, before telling her his name. She blushed, she have never had this kind of treatment but she was sure she would learn to love it, "Piper Vice." Than she inserted her arm into his and let him lead the way to the buses, maybe she didn't miss out on picking, because she believe that she just struck out. <em>Ding ding ding, we have a winner.</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>21-07-2016, 08:57:05</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2016/03/07/c3Hqb.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ai Haruno<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fashion Bomb ;3 (http://i.imgur.com/E2BXmBH.jpg) <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Olivia, Minami (mentioned)<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <strong>BOLD is in Japanese<br><br></strong><hr><br>Ai gave a small nervous laugh once Minami had made mention of him, saying how he was an option. His face flushed slightly, however it began to fade when the Japanese girl mentioned that someone already had his heart.<br><br>"Someone does?" In all honestly Ai didn't even know this fact, just hearing about it from this woman he had met moments before. Did he have some secret relationship with someone he didn't know about, because so far he hadn't been in any relationships with any women because of his work. However he gave a nervous glance towards Minami when she mentioned that the three of them could always work something out between the two of them, and from there Ai felt like his heart would explode.<br><br>H-He couldn't; not now of all times! He had just gotten there, and...he still wasn't sure if he was going to stay.<br><br>"I-I'll think I'll pass for the moment. It's a bit too early to think about that stuff anyways..." They still had to get to the buses and to where they would be staying, and he could see Minami was already on it, walking towards the buses. Turning to look back towards Olivia, he saw her distracted by someone that began chatting with her. Not wanting to disturb her, Ai walked onto the buses along with Minami, wondering if Olivia would catch up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>22-07-2016, 14:37:57</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: GM OOC</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Take yourself into an idyllic small American town if you're still in.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>22-07-2016, 20:50:21</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i.picresize.com/images/2016/03/07/c3Hqb.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ai Haruno<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Being sent to new houses<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fashion Bomb ;3 (http://i.imgur.com/E2BXmBH.jpg) <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> no one<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <strong>BOLD is in Japanese<br><br></strong><hr><br>The drive was somewhat of a trip, taking about 20 or so minutes, giving Ai time to watche the scenary around him. This place was big, as he could tell by the acres of llands that this community had in order to make homes and facilities for everyone that would be staying here; Ai still didn't know if he would even get the chance to leace however.<br><br>Giving a small sigh, he watched trees pass by the window, before his eyes caught sight of houses suburban looking, much in the American style for obvious reasons.<br><br>(http://cdn3.renoassistance.ca/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/External-Coating-007.jpg)<br><br>&nbsp;He'd never seens houses like these before, usually seeing buildings like these ones in foreign movies back home. Theywere big, but had a driveway and even a lawn for each house, something uncommon for him back home. Houses in Japan were small, meant for small families, and almost no one where he lived even had their own car, or driveway for that matter.<br><br>It only made Ai remember that that's where he wasn't right now, home. He was away from his parents, in a new place with almost no friends to talk to or get help; for now he would have to figure this all out on his own.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CaptainErotica</strong> on <strong>25-07-2016, 14:40:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/71/AkaneSoma06.jpg)</div> <br>Name: Minami Inabe<br>Time: Morning, Day 1<br>Activity: Orientation<br>Wearing: Skimpy yellow Race Queen outfit..<br>Tagging: Ai,&nbsp; <br><br>Minami was uncharacteristically quiet as they made their way toward the bus. She thought Ai was so cute! And he didn't even know it. It had taken a great deal of self control to not simply grab him and kiss him right there in front of Olivia and all the others. It was his fault she was horny now, looking all cute and innocent. And of course just like all the other cute guys he was was already taken, even if he didn't quite see it yet. It was obvious that Olivia was into him and he was into her. Yet both seemed oblivious to the fact. They must be blind or something. But she would help them see. If Minami couldn't have Ai, she was sure going to make sure Olivia did. She liked Olivia and knew the woman wouldn't hurt Ai. She sighed deeply and growled. "Yada! Nande ga itsumo sekebe deshita?" She&nbsp; mumbled under her breathe. Why was she always so horny? She cast a glance back over her shoulder at Ai and whimpered feeling her inner muscles clenching. Why did he have be so old fashioned. And so sexy.&nbsp; She knew she was going to have to make the first move, but if she did it might scare him away. He already didn't want to be here. Here throwing herself at him probably wasn't going to help things. <br><br>Minami ended up on a different bus from Ai. Oh well, it wasn't like she wouldn't see him around town. Besides it maybe after the shock wore off of what they were being asked to do he'd come around. She could wait. Maybe. If not there were other fish in this pond and she doubted any of them would mind take a cute Japanese girl to bed. She was in a much better mood by the time the bus stopped in from of her new house.<br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/e/ed/Midwest-house.jpg/800px-Midwest-house.jpg)<br><br>It was a beautiful mid sized brick home in multiple shades of brown and gray. There was even a front lawn and several lovely flower arrangements. A house like this was almost unheard of in Japan and would have cost at least four hundred thousand dollars. She loved it!As the bus slowed to a stop she hurried off and ran up to the front door and after fumbling with the door key in her excitement stepped into her new home.<br><br>&nbsp;"Segoii!!!"&nbsp; <br><br>The living room was bigger than her whole has back home. and it had a fire place! The kitchen was modern and state of the art while still having a rustic appeal to it. It was alright. Minami figured she wouldn't using the room much anyway. Her and cooking didn't get along very well. The bedroom was almost as big as the living room. She frowned though when she looked at the bed. The bed definitely had to go. Hopefully there would be a good selection in town. She made her way to the house and finally came to the sliding glass doors that led to the back porch. Sliding back the thick curtains she squealed with delight. A large hot tub occupied most of the wooden porch that overlooked the woods beyond the property. <br><br>Feeling naughty she walked out onto the deck and began stripping out of her clothes. The cool breeze felt so amazing on her skin as she closed her eyes and tilted her head back savoring the moment before messing around with the controls of the hot tub. After a few minutes she was satisfied that it was working properly and climbed in, sinking down up to her chin. She moaned at the soothing feel of the hot water and tilted her head back closing her eyes. Images of Ai and the other hot guys she'd seen today danced over her eyelids, but mostly she thought of Ai. slowly her fingers slid down her body and after a few minutes she moaning for reasons other than the hot water....
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SmuttyReader</strong> on <strong>25-07-2016, 20:31:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/OtDtVag.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Piper Vice (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=251646.msg12453145#msg12453145)<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (https://i.imgur.com/dPSwUTw.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Drake, Mayor<br><br>Piper was glad that she chose the window seat as her eyes were glued to the community when they approached. Trying to find the perfect house for her, she had a feeling that you only got one shot. Her eyes landed on a beauty and she perked up, she had to have that house.<br><br><div align="center">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/600x315/3d/84/c3/3d84c340d4e78d7def7fc062bf3adf28.jpg)</div><br>It screamed her, she quickly snapped a picture as they passed, than turned to Drake, "Did you see a house that you liked?" She was giddy with excitement already ready to find a furniture store to decorate. The bus finally slowed and she patiently waited for Drake to let her out, after she was finally off of the bus she quickly stretched, "It was really nice to meet you Drake, I hope we will become very familiar with each other." She knew that he couldn't really read her facial expressions because her eyes were clad with sunglasses, but she was totally okay with that.<br><br>She than went to find the Mayor, to secure her house. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>26-07-2016, 18:42:36</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/0/00/Cole_turner.jpg/200px-Cole_turner.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> 'The Mayor'<br><strong>Time:</strong> Morning<br><strong>Activity:</strong> Orientation<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A Very Nice Watch -&gt; Casual<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Piper, Rose [Possible], Midwife [Mentioned]<br><hr><br>You'd think the Mayor would live in the biggest of all the houses right in the center of town, but he didn't. Bigger then average, sure - but his house also doubled as City Hall so it needed some more space. Some jobs you absolutely had to take home with you, you might as well embrace it. His house was marked though in the Community, not hard to find in this little town in the middle of nowhere.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://cdn3.wn.com/pd/4c/f8/0ff5e4d0f65b516f70fdb884bd86_grande.jpg)</div><br>One could comment on how it was immaculately groomed and kept, but that wasn't as impressive as it sounded in the Community. You got extra privalages and special treatment for doing special side jobs, and sometimes there were more volunteers then there was actual work to do. Not much to do about that except think of other things.<br><br>The Mayor had gone home, expecting housing choices to be trickle in over the day while he handled some other tasks. The work of a good Mayor was really never done, but this place had to be kept smooth. Unfortunately some of it meant he probably should put some clothes on, sadly. Just a t-shirt and running shorts until the need for something more arises. Honestly though, he expected the notices of where they were living to come in the form of email. They weren't savages after all. He knew Rose could handle it on her own if he asked, but he prefered to give some of this a personal touch when he could. Besides, no really big issues were coming up at the moment.<br><br>So when his security system was telling him that someone was coming up his driveway he was a bit surprised, but he just rolled his neck to meet them at the door. Especially when he found out it was one of the new residents, Piper Vice if he remembered the files right. Some things were best with a personal touch.<br><br>She wouldn't have to wait long when she rang the doorbell or knocked, if he wasn't going to tell her why. Instead he just puts on his best smile - then opens it.<br><br>"<strong>Ah, hello! Piper, I believe? Come, come inside. Can I get you some water?</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Community [Main Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>27-07-2016, 13:30:21</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://topbabesblog.org/wp-content/gallery/stephanie-christine-pp02/Stephanie-Christine-08.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; The Midwife<br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; Morning<br><strong>Activity</strong>&nbsp; Preparing for examines<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Lab coat, Gucci eyeglasses and Italian heels<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Open<br><hr>(http://s3.amazonaws.com/uscx-media/houses/hp2/slides/slide-1.jpg)<br><br>The van the midwife rode in would stop at her home.&nbsp; &nbsp;The midwife leans over gives the driver a kiss on the cheek.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then exits the van to walk up the drive way to her home.&nbsp; It is a large home, but it also serves as her office.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>In the orientation none of the newcomers had offered to volunteer.&nbsp; So she is without a receptionist and a nurse to help at the moment for her home office.<br><br>When reaching the front door, it swing open as the security scan ran over her and identify her DNA.&nbsp; &nbsp;She enter and the coat hook just inside the door has one of her lab coats and a stethoscope in the pocket,&nbsp; she slip it on.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she expected that some of the new comers may be on there way soon to get examines.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>While she would make a call for a receptionist and nurse to be sent.&nbsp; &nbsp;She then head into her office.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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