The Late Bloomer (Aviva and Countdown)
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				Title: <strong>The Late Bloomer (Aviva and Countdown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>07-08-2014, 01:36:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1313.photobucket.com/albums/t550/lou_brockhouse1/2096fbf9-13f0-4a84-a79b-5c24d3affca9_zps64425a70.jpg)</div> Tala smiled as she pulled into the large car park. Thankfully it appeared a small section of it had been partitioned off for staff so that she did not have to resort to searching for a car parking space with the those arriving and leavers that despite the early hour were already slightly struggling to sort themselves out with normal calm and poise. After parking the dark green four by four Tala made sure she had everything she needed for her first day as a secretary at the growing company. <br><br>She slid her exact six foot frame out of the seat and examined the woods surrounding her closely. Her gaze focusing on the sight of a squirrel making it's way hastily up a tree with it's mouth full of food as if it had sensed Tala's arrival and was already running to hide.&nbsp; Her smile broadening slightly Tala closed the car door to make her way across the narrow pathway to the office building. <br><br>Tala had been hired only one week previously by the current secretary to a man called Bradley who so she had been told was the owner of the place. The secretary was one week from going on maternity leave and in desperate need of a replacement to cover her while away. It seemed Tala at least met all of her expectations and requirements as before the hour was up Tala had been hired, told to return the following week and given a key to a small cabin some where in the woods that she would occupy during her time there. <br><br>Her hands skimmed down the currently sensible out fit of black trousers, a light blue blouse and black jacket along with a pair of smart and practical walking boots.&nbsp; Her waist length coppery mane had been for now bundled into a tight ponytail but several shorter strands had already escaped the hair bobble and skimmed the back of her neck in curling tendrils.<br><br>With a soft sigh of a moments uncertainty she finally pushed the dark green door open and stepped into the quite welcoming reception area that would for the next while be part of what she considered on another wave length...her domain. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Late Bloomer (Aviva and Countdown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Countdown</strong> on <strong>17-08-2014, 06:54:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/df/13/d1/df13d1aa603a472ae22aedee80e2d931.jpg)</div><br>Brad had taken ownership of the camp from his parents not too long ago.&nbsp; Having a summer camp for adults wasn't that odd was it?&nbsp; Some called it a nudist camp, but really it was more then that.&nbsp; It was a hot spot for people vacationing.&nbsp; Send the kids off to camp and you could go off to your own.&nbsp; Some people liked camping and going off to the wilderness.&nbsp; Of course with this there were shared cabins, the male side and female side separated.&nbsp; It was mostly for singles without having to pay to go travel to those hedonistic resorts.&nbsp; Some people didn't like the sand and beaches.&nbsp; Some wanted to be on a lake, in the wilderness with waterskiing and archery.&nbsp; Couldn't fault anyone for that!&nbsp; The camps popularity had grown, mostly through word of mouth, so many couples were formed at this place, some even going so far as to say they had found their “soulmate” here, but he hadn't ever really felt that way about anyone before, so it was something that he laughed off when he heard someone say it.<br><br>He stood a bit taller then Tala, at almost six foot two, but despite a five 'o clock shadow he didn't seem to fit in here at the camp.&nbsp; Mostly because he wasn't walking around in shorts or a t-shirt, or nothing at all.&nbsp; Nudity was tolerated at the camp, as was sex, but of course everything had to be consensual and on top of that, there was security everywhere.&nbsp; Sure, you could sneak off into the woods, but&nbsp; there was always someone checking up on you, somehow, some way.&nbsp; Besides, extensive background checks were done on everyone, barring any people with prior convictions that could indicate that the said person was most likely to commit a violent or sexual crime.&nbsp; The “campers” wouldn't be arriving until tomorrow, but the staff were all arriving today.&nbsp; Of course, the secretary that had worked for his family for quite some time had left for maternity leave so they needed to find a replacement.<br><br>She had hired her own replacement when she had left.&nbsp; It was better that way considering he had lost both of his parents in a horrific car crash during the winter time and had regretfully decided to continue the family business, only because he knew how lucrative it was and he had a business degree and had applied himself at many jobs before this one.&nbsp; Something had seemed off though about him.&nbsp; He had never been able to put his finger on it, but Brad had always been just a little bit different.&nbsp; It was hard to describe, but he felt at home here as he always had when he came to visit his parents during the summer time, which was only a few days out of the whole three months he was off from school.&nbsp; When he got older he had friends and family he went to visit, but never really his parents.&nbsp; They of course were his foster parents.&nbsp; He hadn't found out he was adopted until only a few years ago, but he planned to make his foster parents proud since for him, they were his real parents.<br><br>Brad had arrived with a few suitcases, some of the staff bringing his belongings to the “owners cabin” up the road, he would slip into the office through the front door.&nbsp; Brad would make his way into the office, really just him and this new secretary would be here for most of the summer, with a few people coming tomorrow to help with the arrival of their guests and the settling of a few things.&nbsp; Of course there was also some staff that would look after the office during the night, just in case there were any emergencies.&nbsp; There were all of the facilities that could be expected at a well established camp, including an infirmary.&nbsp; That was something he never really seemed to have had a need for all of his camping life.&nbsp; He didn't get sick too often or get hurt as badly as he thought he did.&nbsp; Good genes and a healthy body and diet he figured.&nbsp; His own office was sectioned off in the small cabin, which is where he began to unload the stuff he'd have in his office for the summer now as he heard the door open to the cabin.&nbsp; It seemed Tala had just arrived herself and what a wonderful cool drink of water she was.&nbsp; Immediately her red hair caught his eyes and he gave her a soft and handsome smile as he walked out of his office with his hand held out for her to shake, “Hey there, I'm Brad, Brad Wilkinson, your employer, pleased to have you aboard, Jenny told me you're wonderful so I'm looking forward to seeing you in action...errr...at work.....”.<br><br>That was odd, he normally didn't have problems speaking with women but he had felt a hot flush run over his body as he had come closer to her.&nbsp; His eyes never left her own.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Late Bloomer (Aviva and Countdown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>17-08-2014, 16:28:01</strong>
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				For a fleeting second Tala considered the fact that she should of at least researched this Brad Wilkinson. She would of at least been a little prepared for the man who stood just a little above her. Tala was used to being taller than the majority of people she met outside of her quite extensive family. She had to lift her head up ever so slightly to look him in the eye as she saw him reach out his hand to shake with hers. She smiled broadly while she for now at least kept her focus on his blue eyes while her hand met his, the grip strong, firm and without a moments hesitance. A smile touched her lips and a amused gleam her eyes at his words. Especially as he attempted to rescue himself. "A pleasure to meet you Mr Wilkinson. My name is Tala Layall." Her voice was friendly if mildly amused. "I am glad Jenny spoke so highly of me. She certainly spoke of you in high praise."&nbsp; It appeared she was the one to raise their currently joined hands first rather than wait for him to do so but after the third rise and fall she politely untangled her hand from his with a grin. "Some of my previous employers wished to do a small interview themselves and answered any questions I may have had. Would you like to do or simply let me get settled in my office?" She tilted her head to the side ever so slightly as she breathed in deeply through her nose and drew in his scent. Had she been human such a task would of required being closer to him but she was able to catch his scent with ease. <br><br>The hand shake dropped she lowered her hand back down to her side as she let her gaze rapidly explore what could be as she appeared to look down at the floor momentarily and then back up wards. Well at least he would be one to admire from far. The time ahead was looking to be improving all the time. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Late Bloomer (Aviva and Countdown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Countdown</strong> on <strong>19-08-2014, 04:40:39</strong>
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				Brad wasn't quite sure what to think of Tala.&nbsp; She was much younger and prettier then Jenny, but if Jenny had thought she was qualified and if he was not mistaken Jenny had used the words “over-qualified” and “lucky to have her”, then he would stop worrying about it and just continue on with his day.&nbsp; With the shake of her hand it could have sworn she had a hand buzzer or something because he felt a bit of a shock, like electricity run up through his hand and down his spine.&nbsp; His eyes narrowed just a bit, in a bit of inspection as he tried to smile as warmly as he could without seeming weird or off, but this whole first meeting felt, odd.&nbsp; He couldn't put his finger on it, but there was just something different about her.&nbsp; And she might have sensed it then too, that underlying thing about him, of course not the fact that he too was like her.&nbsp; No, that was juuuuuuuuust starting to seep out after this first hand shake.&nbsp; Weird, but it would be the meeting of the two that would set things into motion for him.&nbsp; It was too bad he didn't know his parents who could have helped him with this transitional period in his life.<br><br>As she offered to do a small interview with him, he dismissed the idea, his hand waving a bit at her as he shook his head and smiled a bit goofily.&nbsp; “No, I trust Jenny's judgement, unless you have a few questions for me, which I'm sure you have?”.&nbsp; At first he was trying to dismiss the idea, but then he quickly realized she might have been asking because SHE wanted the interview, not because she thought he might.&nbsp; Gesturing to his office, he'd follow her in, letting her walk by him and into his office first before making his way behind her.&nbsp; A quick glance to the back of her body and his eyes were glued to more then just her fashion sense and sensibility.&nbsp; This was also the first catching of her scent.&nbsp; If she wore perfume, it would mingle with those pheromones to assault his nose, and even if she wasn't the primal scent of her made him think she was.<br><br>Following her into his office, he'd offer her a seat, all of his stuff still on his desk, having not really gotten a chance to unpack things for the long summer haul yet.&nbsp; He'd set the box down to the side of his desk so he could sit down and look at her across from it.&nbsp; “Ask whatever questions you might have bouncing around in your head, or, if you wish you can just ask to conclude and go and get settled and that would be fine as well.&nbsp; There is a party tonight that starts at 8 o clock that begins at the messhall for all of the staff before the campers arrive tomorrow, which of course you're invited to.&nbsp; It's not a formal affair or anything, but I didn't want you to miss out at all...”, he'd say with a gentle nod, eyes resting on her, waiting for her say and reaction before moving on with his own tasks at hand, including settling in himself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Late Bloomer (Aviva and Countdown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>20-08-2014, 23:57:08</strong>
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				<em>"Human..."</em>She thought to herself as she had drawn in his scent through her nose. There was unsurprisingly the scent of the earth and trees most likely upon hos clothing rather than him but the scent was more than pleasing...except for the fact he was nothing more than human. She sighed inwardly though the slight exasperation did not appear on her face as she nodded her head to him and took off towards the office with a small smile on her lips. Whether he was human or not she could still feel the fact that his gaze had drifted away from the back of her head and likely down to her rear. That being while she was fully clothed. A small teasing thought crossed her mind but it was not for now. She smiled to him as he offered her a chair and sat upon it with a nod of thanks as she crossed her covered legs. "Well no questions truly come to mind right now. Jenny was quite forward on what was and would be expected and required but I would like to know what <em>you </em>are wanting from me? From what Jenny had explained you have known each other a while and that develops a certain routine but without trying to sound offensive..I am certainly not Jenny ... " "<em>Not even being human and Jenny if any thing that Tala had picked up certainly enjoyed the other end of the proverbial leash."</em>A faint but fleeting smirk touched her lips as the thought crossed her mind. <br><br>"If you have a particular routine to your day then I would like to try and make this transition between us as smooth as possible." She leaned forward as she spoke, her gaze not leaving his as she watched him closely. "The party sounds like a wonderful idea. I know I could certainly burn off some energy before everything begins in earnest tomorrow. Oh I do have one question..any campers with complaints would you prefer if I herded&nbsp; them off at the pass or do you prefer to handle them yourself?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Late Bloomer (Aviva and Countdown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Countdown</strong> on <strong>25-08-2014, 03:29:33</strong>
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				Brad was sitting now at his desk after having followed his new office mate, his new secretary into his office.&nbsp; For the rest of the small cabin, it was open, but at least he had some privacy here in his own little..space.&nbsp; And there was the problem.&nbsp; He had put himself in a little office with a beautiful woman who smelled absolutely divine.&nbsp; He couldn't put his finger on it, but his brain was going a mile a minute.&nbsp; Whether it was between trying to figure out just what the smell was, or undressing her with his eyes and then putting the clothes back on because he felt bad, he did his best to not really have an expression on his face, just a bit of a smile as he cracked open a bottle of water that he'd placed on the desk for himself.&nbsp; He offered her a bottle that was at his side.&nbsp; “Water?&nbsp; There's a watercooler out there in the office and of course a coffee machine.&nbsp; I don't drink coffee, so you don't have to make it for me, but some of the others that might be in the office from time to time might...”.<br><br>Leaning back in his chair he'd listen to her as she seemed to ask him a question, what it was that he wanted from her.&nbsp; It almost seemed like an odd question to ask.&nbsp; “To do your job by the way...and do it well.&nbsp; To make sure that you show a sense of tact and understanding.&nbsp; And most of all, wrap your head around the fact that this camp is for adults not children.&nbsp; I've had some come to work for me and they try to treat the campers like children.&nbsp; Easy mistake, but I can't have it happening.&nbsp; Look at it as more of a resort.&nbsp; We just call it a camp because...well, we're not on a beach in Mexico and we can't officially be called a resort.&nbsp; So, this is the best that we can call ourselves.&nbsp; You need to exercise confidentiality.&nbsp; Some couples come here as a “free pass” kind of time.&nbsp; In other words, some couples come to separate for the time that they're here to mingle with other campers.&nbsp; If that's their business and it's their own agreement, we don't need to get involved.&nbsp; If you're going to work here, you have to keep your morals to yourself.&nbsp; No one likes a “Debbie Downer”, or “Party Pooper”.&nbsp; I don't agree with some of the things that go on here, but what happens between two consenting adults is their business, not mine...”.&nbsp; <br><br>Taking another long sip of his water, he'd answer her next question, leaning further back in his chair.&nbsp; “No, no routine.&nbsp; Just be here on time, do as is required and I'm sure we'll get along fine..”, he'd say as he'd field her final question.&nbsp; “I'll leave it in your capable hands to deal with most “complaints” that come across your desk.&nbsp; I trust that you will know which ones need to come to me for me to be dealt with personally.&nbsp; Again, I will trust your judgement and if it's a bit off, we'll adjust it as we go.&nbsp; Anything else?”, he'd say as he decided to finish off the water bottle.&nbsp; It was getting a bit hot in the office and he wasn't quite sure why since there was a nice breeze going through with the windows open and all.&nbsp; Another shiver would run down his spine.&nbsp; “...and can I ask...what perfume are you wearing?&nbsp; It's very nice...”, he'd say gently.&nbsp; Of course, he had no idea that it may not have been perfume at all, just her natural scent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Late Bloomer (Aviva and Countdown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>25-08-2014, 10:36:11</strong>
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				Tala watched him carefully as they got as comfortable as possible. As he offered the bottle of water she reached forward and accepted the unopened bottle with a smile. "Thank you. I shall keep the coffee machine on for staff and any clients that may come in but I do not drink coffee myself. It makes me rather fidgety." Which was not exactly true and not exactly a lie either. Caffeine, especially percolated coffee made her inner wolf's bark a little louder, harder to ignore and brought out a slightly more aggressive nature. Instead she drank hot chocolate or herbal teas. " As long as there is a kettle I have brought herbal tea bags, honey and some herbs and spices for my drinks while I am here."<br><br>Tala raised an eyebrow slightly as Brad began to explain what he wanted from her. She already understood the camp was for adults rather than children and that as long as the visitors shenanigans did not put anyone in dangers or cause trouble it was their business and their business alone. Yet he explained it to her until the point she could not help but feel a faint smirk cross her lips. Her eyes lit up with amusement as she kept her tongue as she reminded herself that she had asked him to make it clear what he required from her also he was human. Had she not experienced being at a number of wolf pack meetings and what happened there she would of needed the obvious pointing out. He was simply doing his job, doing it properly and making sure there was no misunderstandings on her part. <br><br>She sat up straight as she opened the bottle of water and brought up to her lips to take several deep gulps before she skimmed the excess water away with her tongue along her lips. "I can assure you I have seen quite a lot of open relationships shall we say and been quite aware of the variety of ways adults let their hair down and have fun. I would not of accepted the job if I thought I had any problems with what would be going on here. As long as I am not dragged into anything I do not wish to be then every one can do as they wish, with who they wish, how ever they wish.&nbsp; " She chuckled low at the idea of being a Debbie Downer or a party pooper. "I don't think either traits are for me. I like to let my hair down just as much as any one else. I tend to be just some what more...particular of who I let my hair down with."&nbsp; She used the moment to take another drag from her bottle of water.&nbsp; Some of the women with her pack played the field in their youth, in particular among submissive or omega males but they learned quickly you did not play with an Alpha's.<br><br>Tala was the first born daughter to a pair of Alpha's, she in turn was an Alpha. Destined to eventually settled with an Alpha male and have Alpha pups. She forced that thought out of her mind. That was for the future. For now she was enjoying being well almost human. "Though with that made clear do we provide any condoms or after morning pill for those that have forgotten to use protection or is there a doctors near by that I can direct them to for such treatment?"<br><br>She watched curiously as he seemed intent to drain the bottle dry and quickly. One coppery almost tarnished as she observed him closely. His question caught her in in surprise. While humans could smell her scent on some degree most of them would never have claimed it to be nice. Musky perhaps, strong was another one she had heard.&nbsp; "Perfume?" She asked in turn almost uncertain she was hearing right as she turned her head gently to press it against her shoulder and inhaled a moment. Had she got caught in some one else perfume cloud this morning? As she breathed in it became obvious her scent was not clouded by perfume at all. Just her own normal scent. "I am not wearing any. Sorry, though if you are looking for a gift for your girl friend I have a couple of suggestions on such." She added the comment to see what it would get him to reveal. He had stated he did not play the same games as those that came to the camp did. Perhaps he was already involved with someone. <br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Late Bloomer (Aviva and Countdown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Countdown</strong> on <strong>28-08-2014, 07:33:31</strong>
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				Brad wasn't quite sure what it was that had him in a bit of a tizzy.&nbsp; In all of his life he had never felt like this and he wasn't old enough or perhaps even the right gender to get a hot flash as he was right then.&nbsp; It was as if there was a heat wave crawling up his spine and through his body.&nbsp; Another shiver would pass down his body, which was why he felt he needed to drink so much water.&nbsp; It made sense and he grabbed a second bottle, opening it up.&nbsp; Taking another good drink of his bottle of water, he'd listen to her talk about having coffee and the herbal tea for visitors and the others that worked there ready but she wouldn't worry about him.&nbsp; He was glad she was catching on so well and so quickly.&nbsp; No misunderstandings, it seemed they were going to get along famously.&nbsp; Maybe he had come down with something?&nbsp; A fever maybe?&nbsp; <br><br>She was beautiful, and the more he looked at her and kept his eyes on her, the more he felt an attraction to her.&nbsp; That would pass, it was merely just because she was someone new in his life.&nbsp; As she mentioned that she liked to let her hair down just as much as other people, he would smile, nodding and agreeing with her.&nbsp; “Yes, well, you won't catch me doing what a lot of the campers enjoy doing around here.&nbsp; I, like you, are more of a, particular kind of fella.&nbsp; Definitely enjoy my time with just one woman...”,&nbsp; he'd say as he took another long sip from the water bottle.&nbsp; She'd see a bit of perspiration on his brow and as his body seemed to heat up, a bit of a change happening within him as that other part of him was jump started, she might get the first feelings, the first indications that he was something more then just the human she had smelt when she came in.<br><br>His parents had been part of an Alpha pack, but his line was also known for being late bloomers.&nbsp; That and he had never had anyone teach him about the nature of his existence and being and had never had a compatible female were be close to going into heat before until now.&nbsp; He felt as if he were getting warm enough to melt right there in his chair before she snapped him out of a bit of a slump there where his eyes remained on her, having slipped from her face down to her breasts underneath her blouse.&nbsp; For a flickering moment, his eyes would return to her face, hearing her question about condoms or morning after pill being offered to the campers.&nbsp; Shaking his head a bit, he'd smile to her, “There is a First Aid Cabin with Doctors and Nurses who will be able to provide such things for our campers, they can be directed there”.<br><br>Taking another long few gulps of his water bottle, he'd laugh, almost sputter a bit as she stated she wasn't wearing any.&nbsp; “Well...maybe it's just really nice...deodorant?”, he'd say as he smiled to her.&nbsp; Then her talking about making a suggestion to him on a few perfumes for a girlfriend had him actually start to laugh a bit and he'd put his hand up and shake his head, “No, no....no girlfriend.&nbsp; Sorry.&nbsp; You caught me off guard.&nbsp; I don't have anyone.&nbsp; I know...kind of disappointing right?”, he'd say with a bit of a laugh.&nbsp; “I've just never...clicked with anyone that way I guess...”, he'd finish off his bottle of water and then grab another.&nbsp; “So...settled?&nbsp; I think I'm going to go and get settled in the cabin. Apologies about the shower facility, I think we might build a new one in a year or two if money and time permits, but it's a communal shower, however it IS split up with males on one side and females on the other, but they're pretty...accessible?&nbsp; Let me know if you have any problems with any of the campers.&nbsp; I want to make sure you're comfortable while you're here.&nbsp; As for me...I think I need a good cool shower, cool off and get ready for the party...”.&nbsp; Brad would stand, grabbing his car keys and he'd gesture to the door of his office.&nbsp; “I'll see you there tonight?&nbsp; 8 'o clock?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Late Bloomer (Aviva and Countdown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>03-09-2014, 21:41:16</strong>
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				There was certainly something...<em>off</em> with this human. She watched as he seemed intent on perhaps drowning himself by drinking rapidly and heavily. Thank goodness it was just water! She carefully tilted her head to the side ever so slightly as she examined the male closer. Beads of sweat were appearing on his forehead and she suspected along his spine and else where but she appeared not to have noticed at all.&nbsp; The air around him seemed to be getting warmer and she wondered if she pressed her hand against his forehead, how hot the skin would feel against her palm.&nbsp; She had smiled at the mention that while he liked to enjoy himself he certainly had a different concept of such to many others and that he preferred the company of one female. That indicated perhaps he already had a particular female such as a girlfriend but he quickly answered that question himself. His words of it being a disappointment caught her by surprise. "Not disappointing at all. Simply surprising actually." She replied with a soft smile on her lips. <br><br>She rose from her chair as he made it quite clear that he was ready to go and get himself settled. Perhaps take a long shower? The images started to form and she rapidly dismissed them with a firm hand to them. "I am settled enough and do not worry about the showers. I am sure I can handle myself more than enough." For a moment her eyes seemed to flash, a glimmer of colour appearing and fading though perhaps that was simply due to seeming fever. She picked up her bottle. "Do you have the key to my cabin at all?"&nbsp; The images that she had just dismissed started to whisper again faintly as he mentioned he was about to go and have or was at least considering having a cold shower. "I shall see you there." She replied with a smile once more though she was almost uncertain if he himself would be there. At least now she had a time, if he did not show up within half an hour of that time she could seek him out and check that he was actually alright. <br><br>Once she had her key she moved to her part of the small building and made sure she was accustomed to it's lay out as much as she could be. She made sure everything and anything electrical was working as it should be and that she had a list of the customers arriving the following the day and what time they would begin to. <br><br>By the time she had finished readying for the next day it was late into the afternoon. She could feel her own form start to heat up in a familiar but rather unsettling manner.She rolled her shoulders several times back and forth as she made her way from the office to her car and collected what belongings she would make the cabin home with. A cool breeze had started to make it's way through the thick trees but that did little to nothing to cool her down. A persistent tug below her waist started to make itself known just as she managed to find her cabin and entered it with a succession of thumps as she dropped her bags down on the wooden floor. <br><br>The sky had started to darken and she could hear the laughter and chatter of humans gathering at what she assumed was the centre that Brad had mentioned. She felt herself growl before the sound reached her ears while lust started to lick at her internally.&nbsp; She knew what was going on though not yet the why. Her body for what ever reason had gone into heat. She knew the signs ll too well though she also knew she was not meant to do so for another two weeks. <br><br>Her gaze turned to the dense wood land around the cabin as she considered the fact that perhaps the land was home to one of her kind. The idea was more than a little troubling and certainly appealing for a variety of reasons. Yet troublesome all at the same time. There was also the concern that if she could be affected by him, would he in turn be affected by her? The last thing she needed was a hormone fueled were on her hands. <br><br>By the time eight rolled around she was not exactly in the best of moods while also being in the mood. Her senses had reached an all time high. She could hear the crackling of flames, smell smoke, sweat and already lust had started to encourage the humans behavior to dip. She had stripped out of her smart clothing and into a pair of skin clinging black jeans, bare feet with nothing on at all to protect the toes from twigs or stones. A simple white , elbow length sleeved top had been selected to go over a dark green vest that dipped slightly between the swell of her breasts, revealing just enough skin to get the imagination curious but not enough to be considered slutty. <br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Late Bloomer (Aviva and Countdown)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Countdown</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 04:55:26</strong>
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				Brad, sitting across from her before he left would nod gently, “I have keys to all the cabins, but they're kept in my safe and only used for emergency purposes, so there is no reason for you to worry about me walking in on you or anything.&nbsp; You can check my rap sheet, but I have no “Peeping Tom” priors...”, he'd joke as he stood up.&nbsp; She was right, he was hot and very flushed.&nbsp; He had finished that bottle of water he was drinking, he had had another and grabbed another on his way out.&nbsp; Apparently a cold shower and some medicine would be the fix for how he was feeling.&nbsp; He was young enough he probably didn't have to worry about any hot flashes from mid-life hormonal changes, but it then warranted just what would cause such a reaction with his body.&nbsp; Giving her a soft smile, he'd excuse himself, “...again...I'll see you there...”, and he'd leave.<br><br>Heading out of the office, he'd make his way back to his cabin.&nbsp; The key had been left in the door since some of the staff had brought his luggage to the log building and he'd just barely make it in before, his vision got a bit blurry.&nbsp; Closing the door behind him, he'd proceed to head immediately to the kitchen, turning on the water to splash it on his face and then put his head directly under the tap since the sink was a fairly large one.&nbsp; Taking in a deep breath, he'd continue to run the tap over his head as he felt his body temperature even out.&nbsp; A shower was needed sooner rather then later, however, he needed to lay down, just for a moment.&nbsp; Wavering a bit, making careful weak steps back into the main room where there was a nice big couch, he'd fall onto it and almost become unconscious as his head hit the sofa pillows.<br><br>As his eyes flickered open, he knew that he had fallen asleep and was probably running late.&nbsp; He felt good, much better then he had.&nbsp; Maybe it was just something he ate and it had passed because he didn't feel hot under his collar any more, like his head was about to pop off, his hands wanting to strip all of his clothing off to let his flesh be assaulted by the cool air.&nbsp; The windows were open, letting a gentle breeze blow through the cabin and he'd think about what he needed to do to be able to get back into action and make sure he was at the party that was helping the staff bond and start the camping season off right.&nbsp; He'd have to shower and bring the clothes he was going to change into with him, changing after the shower.&nbsp; It didn't need to be a cold shower, but he'd probably still keep it on the luke warm side just because.<br><br>Taking his luggage into the room of his cabin, he'd open up the one where he knew his outfit that he had picked out for the party was.&nbsp; A nice pair of jeans, a button up shirt and a nice and sharp tie that would tie in a casual but slightly dressed up look was what he had, the shirt being a soft shade of purple, the tie a bold dark purple with a bunch of other different shades of stripes of purple on it.&nbsp; Putting it into a bag, he'd grab his toiletries and head out of the cabin, grabbing his cabin key and towards the communal showers and bathrooms.&nbsp; Arriving a few moments later, he would slip into the male side of the showers.&nbsp; The grounds used to be for an actual summer camp way back when, but now that he owned it, he had some ideas for renovations, starting with knocking down the wall that separated the men from the women and the women from the men.&nbsp; It was something to consider.<br><br>Stripping naked, he felt his muscles as he moved.&nbsp; They were tight, as if he had been working out all day in the gym, lifting heavy weights.&nbsp; A quick glance at himself in the mirror as he made his way over to one of the shower stalls had him stop for a quick second.&nbsp; He looked...defined?&nbsp; Muscular?&nbsp; At least more then he had before.&nbsp; Maybe he was always this way and just hadn't noticed it?&nbsp; Or he had lost a couple pounds and it had revealed this underneath it?&nbsp; Either way he had a party to get to so he continued on and into the shower stall.&nbsp; Turning the water on, he left it a bit cold and brought his shower soap in with him, rubbing it over his body.&nbsp; The stalls were on one of the walls, screens above the stalls in the wall so the steam could escape.&nbsp; Of course, this would also let other things escape, like the pheromones that were beginning to pour out of his body, the communal showers between Tala's cabin and the centre where the party was happening.
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