Precious Things (Kertaro & FLN826)
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				Title: <strong>Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>16-01-2010, 20:44:06</strong>
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				The clock on the wall was ticking by slower than Sarah thought possible, but then the nights she had a date, her shift seemed to drag on endlessly. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy her job, for it allowed her a flexible schedule that allowed her to take the occasional course up at the college. At twenty, she realized if she didn't take a few classes here or there, maybe a degree, she'd be stuck in this town forever, and she had plans to get out. When six came, she closed out the register and locked up the doors and grabbed her change of clothes from the back. Since her boss lived right upstairs in the apartment over his shop, he was really good about letting her change up there if she was heading out after work.<br><br>She remembered the first time she'd come into Precious Things, a small shop that sold rare books and collectible items, most were one of a kind. She'd stopped in after school with some friends who thought it would be a good deal of fun to swipe a few things while the owner was busy in the back. They hadn't been as clever as they thought they had been for he stopped them on the way out. While she hadn't overheard the conversation he'd had with her mother, she did recall her mother being more angry at him telling her how to raise her child than the fact that Sarah had been shoplifting.<br><br>A few years later, he gave her a job, taught her a good deal about books and literature and it was at his urging that she picked up the course catalogue from the school and eventually signed up. For a while she'd had an insanely juvenile crush on one Mr. Marcus Delaine, truthfully it had never really passed. Part of her knew it was because he was the first person who ever looked at her and expected more than a screw up like her mother, but the other part of it was the fact that she was a woman and she had eyes. Sarah found him to be in quite good shape for his age.<br><br>Upstairs she got out of her respectable work attire, and changed into something more appropriate for the night she had planned. She'd only gone out with Dave a few times, but he liked to party and he liked to have fun. When she was ready to go, she yelled up the stairs that everything was locked up and she was taking off, it was better, she knew from experience, that he not see her in what she wore and spare herself the lecture. A sweet man to be certain, but a little old fashioned.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>16-01-2010, 22:13:27</strong>
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				Turning the tiny screwdriver he adjusted the cog in the small pocketwatch by less then an millimeter. Soon the sound of ticking could again be heard as the second hand began to move. Still not breathing for worry he would mess up the delicate interior of the elaborate timepiece he blinked his eyes huge behind the magnifier he wore on his head. Finally taking the back of the watch he moved and locked it in place. Easing back in the tall stool next to his workbench he finally let out the breath he had been holding and smiled. Holding up the chain for the gold timepiece he watched it moving steadily again after nearly fifty years of being silent. <br><br>Hearing Sarah's shout snapped him out of his hypnotic trance. Shaking his head he looked at the clock on the wall behind him. Damn was it really that late already? Standing up took off the magnifier and ran his hand through his salt and pepper hair. Bringing his hand to his face he rubbed his eyes to adjust them back to normal sight and winced. Sarah was probably right and he should invest in reading glasses, but he was not ready to admit that yet. <br><br>Walking to the window he picked up the cold cup of coffee off his desk and looked out the window down to the street below. Watching her walk away from the shop he shook his head. Why she choose to wear the things she did was beyond him. She had much more elegance and style then that and should not be parading her body like it was for sale. <br><br>It was nearly five years ago she had come into his life. Her mother had been more then willing to tell him everything that was wrong with what he believed when he met her, but Sarah was different. Lots of giggling kids came into his store and more then a few tried to pocket precious things. Nothing was different about Sarah there. It was what she had tried to take that had given him pause. Ignoring her mother he had told her that he expected her to come by the store on a regular basis to make up for her mistake. Surprisingly she had done just that and as the years passed he had grown very fond of her. <br><br>Taking a sip from the cup he realized the coffee was cold and made a face as he walked to the kitchen. This building had been in his family for generations and for years now he had run his business and his life from its comforting warmth. Stopping in the kitchen he poured out the coffee and then&nbsp; set the cup to be washed. Sarah would remind him to not have another cup so late in the day anyways and so by instinct he settled for a glass of wine instead. <br><br>His mind was drawn back to her though and as he wandered downstairs he wondered where she was going tonight. It was not as a protective thought that entered his mind though and the strange sensation of jealousy washed into him again. His blue eyes took in the shop and made sure all was settled and he armed the alarm and then headed back upstairs trying to think of what he could do to distract him from his thoughts. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>16-01-2010, 22:48:21</strong>
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				In a small town like this, nightlife was lacking. They had gone to the next town over to a club that Dave knew of, but Sarah instantly became bored when she realized it was nothing more than&nbsp; a place to go and get drunk, which Dave was doing at a rapid pace. In the parking lot they fought when she insisted that he give her the keys, as she wasn't about to let him wrap the truck around a pole and kill them both. He wasn't happy about it, but let it go for the moment, choosing to brood in the car on the way back.<br><br>Sarah stopped the truck near the shop since she had left her own car there, though she was hesitant to let him drive home on his own, maybe she could get him some coffee and then he'd be alright, or so she hoped.<br><br>"I have a better idea than coffee, why don't you open up the shop and we can hang out inside, I bet there's a back store room we could have some fun in"<br><br>Sarah had a pretty good idea of what his idea of fun was going to be, and she could think of nothing she'd want to do less than have sex with her drunk date where she worked. It was lowering to realize she had just as horrible taste in men as her mother had.<br><br>"Yeah, I think that's a bad idea, the owner would flip and he lives right upstairs, look its getting late and I have a class in the morning, why don't we just call it a night okay?"<br><br>They went back and forth for a while and he was getting more and more insistant. Sarah realized they were in the middle of the street having this fight and Dave was starting to get a good deal more grabby than she wanted. It was escalating into something she didn't want to think about and wished more than anything right now that the town had a few stores that stayed open on the main street after nine.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 00:16:04</strong>
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				Sleep had not come at all that night. First he had tried to settle into a book, but found he was still distracted. Television, cooking, and finally laying in bed staring at the ceiling had not helped. Sighing in frustration he had gotten out of bed and gone down to the shop. Wearing a white muscle shirt and jeans he rubbed his hands together. If he could not sleep the best thing to do was to busy his hands to try and tire himself out. <br><br>He was rubbing polish into an antique rocking chair when he heard the yelling in the street. Not paying much attention to it he had returned to his work. Finally after a few moments the voice sounded familiar and he headed for the store. Moving to the front window he looked out at a young couple fighting in the street. He started to reach for his phone when he recognized the outfit in the dim street lights. <br><br>The door to the shop opened loudly as he moved out into the street. Not hesitating he jogged over closer to them before finally speaking "Sarah?" he said with a loud tone to be heard over the fighting. "Is everything allright?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 01:17:38</strong>
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				"I don't need this crap Sarah, I'm outta here"<br><br>She watched him leave before turning to Marcus.<br><br>"Yeah, yeah everythings fine. You know he's really not that bad, just when he drinks he..."<br><br>Sarah stopped herself mid sentence, why was she making excuses for him? She watched as Dave kept going, glad that she'd held on to his keys, he may have a lot of flaws, but it didn't mean she wanted to see him end up in the hospital, or worse, jail for putting someone else there. She took a moment to look over Marcus, she didn't think he stayed up this late and then felt bad for a moment, perhaps their arguing in the street had woken him up. The thought almost made her laugh, she was painting him to be an old man in his late seventies instead of the age he was, which in actuality, wasn't all that old, or so she'd guess.<br><br>"I hope we didn't wake you up with the yelling, he picked me up here so my car is still here, I'll get out of your way"<br><br>Sarah knew him well enough to know he wouldn't go inside until she was in her car and on her way. Over the last few years she'd learned that he was big on what he called chivalry. Idly she wondered why, not for the first time, he didn't have a woman in his life. Sure he was somewhat socially awkward, never went out much, but he was smart, had his own business and wasn't bad on the eyes, must be too picky.<br><br>She got in her car and turned the ignition over, only to have it make a horrible sound and shut itself off. She tried it again a few times but it seemed to be dead. Her gaze went to the dash board and there she saw why.<br><br>"no, no no I did 'not' do this again!"<br><br>Getting out of her car she went back over by the door of the shop where Marcus was waiting for her to leave.<br><br>"Do you mind if I come in, I need to call the auto club, I.....ran out of gas"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 01:37:32</strong>
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				Watching the young man walk away he kept his eyes on his back until he was a safe distance from Sarah. When she fspoke he strenly looked at her. She was smarter then this. He was going to say something along those lines, but when he opened his mouth to speak she hung her head and fumbled her exscuse about the car. Walking a bit behind her he waited until she had gotten in the vehicle before he walked to the door to the shop. <br><br>Should he say something? It really was not his place, but he could not stand it. She was a smart, vibrant, beautiful, and classy young woman and yet she chose men who wanted nothing more then her flesh. Sighing he put his hand on the door and turned watching her. The car sputtered and died and he shook his head. This was not the first time the girl had showed flightiness. <br><br>Watching her walk over he hung his head slightly and licked his lips. Looking back up at her he spoke in a tone that left no room for argument. "Come on" he began as he opened the door "We will deal with the car in the morning. It is late and far past time for people to be out. You can have my bed for the night and I will take the cot down in the shop" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 02:03:07</strong>
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				Having the fight with Dave was bad enough, fighting and having Marcus come to her rescue, for she knew that Dave would have been more insistant if they hadn't been interrupted, was a little embarrassing. If it had been anyone else who came over, she more than likely would have told them to mind their own business. She also knew that fighting in the middle of the street was the surest way to become the morning gossip, how she hated the smallness of this town.<br><br>She followed him inside but her feet felt like lead on the steps as they made their way back upstairs towards his apartment. He never actually said anything, but always gave her that look that spoke of his disapproval, and that was louder than anything he could have said, it was a look she'd seen often over the years. It was odd, normally Sarah could have cared less what anyone thought of her or her actions, but she cared what Marcus thought of her, because she knew he cared about her. <br><br>"I really don't want to put you out, I can walk home, its not that far, or I can sleep on the couch or downstairs on the cot"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 02:41:30</strong>
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				Following her Marcus locked the door to the shop then pointed to the stairs. As they headed up to the apartment he took her in and only managed a heavy sigh. While her clothing revealed how amazing her body looked it showed her to be little more then a nice backside and deep cleavage. Watching her backside move in her outfit on the stairs he felt the temperature start to rise. <br><br>Stopping on the steps he scolded himself. This was not the first time in the last few years that thought had creeped into his mind. Cursing himself in his head he stiffened and made it up the stairs. Shutting the door he listened to her and shook his head. "Sarah, I am in no frame of mind to listen to your nonsense. You will use the master bedroom. You have class work to do and need your rest. I am certain you can find some things of mine that will be fine to sleep in. In the morning I will tend to your car" <br><br>Turning he looked into her face and then finally added "and we will discuss your behavior tonight"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 03:33:25</strong>
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				Arguing would have been pointless, she knew from experience. She would get a good nights sleep whether she wanted to or not and he was going to help her out with the car in the morning. She felt like an idiot for running out of gas like that in front of him. She rationalized that it wasn't really her fault since the gas gauge on the car wasn't working right and she didn't have the time really to take it in for service. <br><br>Alone in his room she looked through his dresser for an oversized shirt she could sleep in and found the bed was so soft and comfortable, she fell asleep within minutes. In the morning she woke up early, she was actually shocked that she'd woken up before him, as she didn't hear him moving around downstairs or anywhere upstairs. She considered taking off to the gas station and getting her car back on the road, sparing herself the lecture she knew was coming, but that seemed rude, and since she had to work after classes, she'd hear it anyway. <br><br>He needed to loosen up a bit, needed to have some fun. Never had she met a man so rigid and set in his ways. But over the last few years she'd seen glimpses of a sense of humor, even a laugh from time to time, so all hope was not lost. She went into the kitchen, having grabbed his robe from the bathroom, and decided to put some breakfast together for the two of them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 04:05:42</strong>
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				Sleep had come very easily that night and when he awoke he was shocked he had slept in an extra twenty minutes. Moving out the door at five in the morning he breathed in the cool air of the morning. Cracking his neck he started his daily jog with a little extra weight. Carrying the gas can from the back of the shop he took a slightly different route then normal and stopped to get it filled up. <br><br>Jogging back he filled the five gallons into her car before slipping in the back door of the shop. He could hear her moving around up in the kitchen and checked his watch. The extra time had put him behind schedule and he cursed himself. He was able most of the time to lose himself while running or working his thoughts focusing on the task at hand instead of the world around him. A trait that had served him well these many years.<br><br>Now as he set foot on the bottom of the stairs he made a grimace. He would have to excuse her from his room so he could prepare. The only shower in the house was in the master bathroom. Thankfully it sounded like she was already moving around well. Opening the door at the top of the stairs he closed it and then quietly greeted her. "Good Morning Sarah. I hope the bed was to your satisfaction"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 05:38:58</strong>
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				Sarah wasn't the greatest cook in the world, but she was able to throw together a decent plate of eggs and toast, she even added some fresh fruit she'd found on the counter and set it down for him. She hoped the gesture would soften him up a bit, having had to sleep on what she was sure was an uncomfortable cot all night. <br><br>"It was thank you, I appreciate it really. I uhh, fixed you a little something to eat, thought you might be hungry. I think I have some clothes in the car, so I'll grab them and change and get out of your hair since I have classes today, but don't worry, I wont be late"<br><br>Sarah took the dishes she'd used to cook and started washing them out not wanting to leave dishes for him to do later. She'd searched the pantry and couldn't find a single paper plate anywhere or plastic utensils. She was pretty sure at home they didn't even own real dishes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 17:25:00</strong>
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				Walking to the cabinet he pulled out a glass and then went to refrigerator and poured himself some juice. Quiet for the moment he set it on the table and then breathing in he turned to face her. "Sarah while I appreciate this gesture I insist that you sit down and eat instead" pulling out the chair he gestured for her to sit. Walking to the coffee maker he poured himself a cup and then looked out the window. <br><br>"Sarah, we need to have a discussion about your behavior last night and as of late" he said looking out across the city and not turning to face her. "Tonight after work I would like for you to stay and join me for dinner. We will talk then. As for your car it now has about half a tank of gas in it and should be fine to get you around for a day. Please fill it up tomorrow and if you need cash to do so please take it from the register." <br><br>Taking another drink from his coffee he walked to the door to his bedroom and then stopped. Turning he looked at her clad in his robe and finally into her eyes "Your better then this" he said quietly then he walked into the bedroom shutting the door. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 18:13:30</strong>
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				Sarah was filled with a mixture of feelings when he went back into his bedroom. She felt somewhat agitated that he was talking down to her. She'd been attending her classes, doing surprisingly well in them, and she'd never been out late partying to the point that it had interfered with her job. She didn't show up to work late, or hung over, she didn't come crying to him for money because she was irresponsible with it. In fact, she had, while nothing too substantial, a decent amount tucked away. But the way he told her she was better than this, she honestly didn't know what he meant, but felt somewhat shamed by the words nonetheless.<br><br>She realized that he had gone into the bedroom and her clothes were in her car. If she'd had an appetite it was gone now so she covered the plate she'd made for him and left it on the table so it would be there when he was dressed. Often he forgot to eat when he got wrapped up in&nbsp; things, so she left his keys by the plate so he wouldn't miss it and forget. <br><br>Once downstairs, she went out the front door of the shop and ran across the street, she had hoped she'd manage to get her clothes and get back inside before anyone saw her, but she didn't quite make it. The look she received from Mrs. Wallace, one of the owners of the pharmacy across the street was one of shock. Looking at her and looking down at herself, she realized what the woman must have been thinking. <br><br>"Morning Mrs. Wallace, my uhh, car ran out of gas last night" <br><br>The woman merely smiled and turned going back into her shop. Dammit, Sarah thought, she didn't care so much about her own reputation, her mother had destroyed that years ago, but she didn't want gossip going on for Marcus. Well nothing she could do about it now she thought. Rather than risk even more people seeing her, she got into the car, still dressed in his robe and took off for home so she could get dressed for classes, leaving her purse upstairs in the apartment. It was going to be a long day.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 18:54:18</strong>
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				The scalding heat of the shower did little to ease his mind. Why was he pressing this so firmly on her? He may have felt out of place in this particular period of time, but he was aware of social norms. She was a good person and had turned her life around. She was very different from her mother and was doing well in school. So why did he persist in always wanting more from her? Drying off from the shower he reached for his robe and then realized she was wearing it. A small shiver ran through his body as he thought about her pressing inside of his clothing. Scolding himself he cursed as he walked into the bedroom and got dressed for the day. <br><br>Walking into the kitchen he immediately noticed her purse. Shaking his head he touched it softly and sighed. Perhaps it was her lack of focus that bothered him so much. Looking over the table he noticed the meal still there. Sitting down he uncovered it and with gusto devoured what she had made. Making a note she had not eaten as he requested he decided that was another thing to bring up this evening. <br><br>Washing up the dishes he picked up her purse and headed down to the shop. She would be in after her classes and then he would retire to the workshop. Tonight though eh would take some time to prepare a nice meal. He had decided they needed to talk and civilized people did so over a nice meal. Opening the door to the shop he headed across the street to the drug store to get the paper. Checking obituaries was part of the daily duty of someone with a shop like his. Placing the fifty cents on the counter he raised his head to Mrs. Wallace and was surprised with the sly look she gave him. Waving he simply turned and walked back to his store thinking that the woman must be sampling her own medications. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 20:50:12</strong>
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				By the time she'd gotten home from her classes, changed into something decent to wear to work, filled her car up the rest of the way with gas and grabbed a lite bite to eat, Sarah walked into the door of the shop with barely a minute to spare before the beginning of her shift. She'd managed to lose her purse somewhere along&nbsp; the way and had to get the money for gas from her mother as she would rather die than take Marcus up on his offer to take it from the shop. She was already going over in her mind all the things she'd have to replace, her drivers license, her bank and credit cards.<br><br>"I know I'm supposed to open tomorrow, but I lost my purse and have to go take care of getting my stuff taken care of, would it be alright if I switched to the afternoon tomorrow?"<br><br>She spoke as she went behind the register and took out the morning deliveries to price them into the computer. Since she showed considerably more aptitude with it, it had been deemed all things computer related she was responsible for with the stores operations. It was a little hard to focus when she sat down at the machine though, her mind still running through all the hassle she'd have to go through, not to mention she remembered he wanted to have dinner with her tonight. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 21:00:43</strong>
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				On the phone when she walked in he finished up speaking to the widowed woman agreeing to send someone by to look at her late husband's coin collection. Hanging up the phone he jotted down a few notes in his leather bound notebook always by his side. Wrapping it up and putting it into his suit jacket pocket he finally looked up at her sitting at the computer. <br><br>"And a good afternoon to you as well Sarah" He said as he slid out from behind the counter. Walking to stand by the computer he tapped the counter. "Your desire to switch is granted, but unnecessary. Your purse was left upstairs this morning and I took the liberty of locking it in the safe under the register. I would still prefer that you did open in the morning, but if you need the afternoon that is fine. Just let me know by the end of the day"<br><br>Walking to the back workroom he opened the door and then turned to her "However Sarah you are not excused from dinner this evening. Please join me upstairs after your shift"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 21:20:15</strong>
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				She was fairly certain that she would have rather have lost her bag than left in his place and had him see her leave it behind. What a flake he must think she is, why he trusts her so much with the business was beyond her at this point. Soon Sarah didn't have much time to think about it as they were unusually busy. Granted the holidays were coming up soon, but from the looks and whispers, she knew that the lady at the pharmacy had a big mouth and people were coming in to see what more dirt they could find out about the old shop keeper and the young clerk. This was why she hated small towns.<br><br>Throughout the day she helped an elderly man pick out a lovely pocket watch, convinced a husband that as nice as the old leather bound book was, it wasn't a good way to make up for missing an anniversary and steered him towards pendent that was over a hundred years old and had answered countless inane questions about the stores hours, which were clearly printed on the door, and other various things meant for no other reason than someone to get a look at her and hope to catch a glimpse of Marcus. She shook her head in disgust, grateful when the last customer of the day left and she was able to close up. <br><br>Sarah had seen Marcus head upstairs about an hour before, though he hadn't said anything. She was starting to dread this dinner, she knew he wanted to talk about what he perceived to be her embarrassing behaviour, though she would disagree with that assessment. He was her boss, sometimes her good friend, but that didn't mean he could hold her accountable in anything other than her job right? But part of her always wanted to try to please him, he cared, that was enough that she didn't argue about dinner or anything else. Once everything was cleaned up and locked up she headed upstairs knocking once before she walked in, his robe slung over her arm.<br><br>"Thought you might like this back"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 21:53:42</strong>
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				The dinner had been quite a bit more prep work then she knew of. Quail in a champagne and orange sauce with risotto and mixed vegetables adorned the table when she came up the stairs. He selected a lovely bottle of wine for the dinner and had all of it waiting when she came upstairs. The little used dining room was lit by a lovely antique candelabra and the entire mix made for a very lovely presentation. <br><br>As he studied the layout he made a face. Certainly overboard for two friends having dinner, but he felt this need to impress Sarah. Never knowing why but over the last few years he found himself walking straighter and trying to appear younger in her presence. The thought was in his head as he laid out the dinner ware with its inlaid gold and silver edges. <br><br>When she came upstairs he was again in the kitchen taking a roll of frenchbread from the oven. Nodding to her he indicated his room "if you would mind hanging it back up and then joining me in the dining room. Dinner is ready for us and we should not keep it waiting" Heading into the dining room he sliced the bread into the basket and then stood by her chair. Standing on ceremony with her seemed a bit much, but a gentleman did not invite a lady to dinner then treat her as an employee. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-01-2010, 22:09:10</strong>
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				Walking back into his bedroom, she hung the robe up in his closet, thinking she probably should have washed it as it now smelled from her body lotion that she wore all the time. One look at the bed and she remembered she hadn't made it when she got up. At home it was a rarity that she did, but knew Marcus to be meticulous about everything. Oh well, nothing she could do about that now, and it wasn't as if she'd be spending the night there often, if ever.<br><br>She smiled at him as he waited for her to sit and pushed the chair in for her. It was a gesture out of an old movie she thought, and found it was something she could get used to. When guys took her out, she was lucky if they beeped the horn for her to come out, let alone hold the chair for her. <br><br>"Everything smells wonderful, you really shouldn't have gone to so much trouble"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 00:56:27</strong>
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				"No trouble at all" he said as he settled her into her seat. Pouring a glass of wine for each of them he also added a small glass of water then sat down at the table next to her. Serving them both he described to her each dish as he put it on her plate. Letting her eat a bit he sampled it himself and then ate a bit rather pleased with how it turned out. <br><br>Making small talk for a few minutes he asked her about her classes and her professors. He knew a few of the names she mentioned from his historical society meetings and made a note to speak to a few of them and get the inside story on her class work. Smiling he then relayed his own story about his world history professor who told him that he had no eye for antiquities. Now here he was years later with one of the most sought after collections on the east coast. <br><br>Finally after the meal had been finished he settled back in his chair and folded his hands in his lap. "Sarah, I suppose I should now come to the point in asking you to dinner" he said as he settled back. <br><br>"I find myself upset when looking at your choices" he began "It seems that without thinking you are settling into some of the same patterns that your mother chose. While I think you yourself recognize you want more from your life and you are working towards that goal I think that perhaps without knowing it your handicapping your future. I am telling you all this as someone who cares about you and can see within you limitless potential, if you would simply practice a little restraint" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 01:34:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dinner was more relaxed and more entertaining than Sarah had expected. She told him about school and her professors, a little about some of the projects they were working on. She was only taking a part time schedule but between that and work, she was never bored for long. She was delighted when he started telling her about his own school days and the people he know now from back then. In all the years she'd known him, he never really opened up too much, though it wasn't for a lack of trying on her part. She also could have been knocked over with a feather at how good of a cook he was. The food was like nothing she'd tasted before. Of course, dinner at home usually consisted of pizza or something that went into the microwave. Having a home cooked meal like this was quite a treat. <br><br>Of course the pleasantness of the evening seemed to stop there. Sarah was slightly taken back by his words and what he thought of her choices in life. She really hated that he was comparing them to her mothers choices for she had worked so damn hard 'not' to be like her mother. <br><br>"I don't think I understand. What restraint haven't I shown? I'm always on time for work or for school, I don't blow off my commitments"<br><br>Sarah found she was slightly agitated by what he'd said to her. Not because of what he'd said, but that he felt he needed to say it at all. What about her wasn't good enough? What about her choices did he find fault with?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 01:53:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Folding his hands he leaned in on the table with his elbows. Looking at her from behind the folded hands he leveled his eyes at her. The lower half of his face was hidden and he kept his eyes on her. He exuded calm, but did not feel it inside. He was about to reveal more then he thought he should, but he felt it was time. <br><br>"Sarah, it's not about commitments. It is about your choices in men more then anything. I see in your choices that your going to end up falling for someone who is not worthy of you. He will most probably be after you for your body or even use your intelligence for his own benefit. Either way your future will not be what it could be" he finished by gesturing to the table. <br><br>"This is what you should expect from a date not the scum you seem to always find" He seemed to be getting frustrated and starting to unravel. These things had been building up inside of him for years now and without thinking it was all bubbling to the surface. "You deserve better then them and if you do not see it then I will make you" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 03:04:52</strong>
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				"I dint even know how to respond to that. Do you think if I could find guys interested in me who were better I wouldn't&nbsp; try for them? Classy men, men with taste, they dint want someone like me, and I dint let anyone use me and its insulting for you to say otherwise"<br><br>Part of her wanted to ask where he got off talking to her that way, and another part wanted to challenge him on it, if he was so concerned with the caliber of men in her life, maybe he should ask her out. But no, it was easier for a hermit to comment on other people's lives than to live their own. She refrained from saying it, even in anger she could never be cruel to him. He was the only man in her life that she actually loved, who she actually trusted, no, she couldn't be cruel to him.<br><br>"Why do I deserve better? Its not like I'm such a wonderful catch anyway. That's why I'm going to school, that's why I'm trying to make something better out of myself. So what if the guys I see aren't the greatest, its better than being alone"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 03:15:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Grimacing as she spoke he listened taking it all in. She was not wrong of course. He had been alone his entire life for possibly the same reasons he was putting to her now. She was very attractive why should she not be with attractive men. The problem was all the attractive men knew it and treated the women they were with like trash. She was not going to end up like that. <br><br>"Accepted" he finally said after a moments silence. Pausing to think a moment he felt his heart creeping into his throat. The thought that entered his mind was something he was loathe to say, but he truly did care and he wanted the best for her. Standing up from his chair he turned obviously upset as he looked out the window. Saying this was going to take strength and he foundhimself weak when he looked at her. <br><br>"If you would like I could find some men more appropriate who would appreciate your beauty and incredible intelligence. I know several men who I come in contact with who have sons your age at Harvard or Columbia. I could get some names and set some things up if you like. I just" he stopped then looked down and folded his hands behind his back. "I just want you to be cared for Sarah" he finally managed to get out in a very weak voice.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 03:52:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Was he really standing there offering to be her pimp? He may as well have for as well as it was received. Sarah got to her feet and walked over to him, but she was unsure what to do or say. She appreciated the sentiment, that he wanted her to be cared for, but girls like her, that just wasn't always in the cards, at least not until they got out of their situations. <br><br>"No, I really don't think I want you to pimp me out to your friends sons. I know you didn't mean it that way, I do, but, do you really think that little of me that I cant make good choices on my own?"<br><br>She was reminded for a moment about the insane crush she'd had on him when she was younger. He was the standard that she held other men too, and that's why they always, always fell short. She wouldn't go as far as to say he was the perfect man, because he had his flaws, one being he was so damn stiff all the time, so proper. But he had so much that she lacked, structure and education. He was the main reason she was in school at all. <br><br>"Sometimes I think you except too much from me, like I'm always going to disappoint you"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 04:02:47</strong>
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				Swallowing down the words that quickly formed in his head he clenched his hands behind his back. Licking his lips he fought down the urge to tell her no one was good enough. No one would ever be worthy. That he would find fault with every last one of them. He knew inside this was the case, but refused to tell her that was how he felt. <br><br>Hearing her sad words at the end he turned to face her. She was so striking and the way she looked at him was not fair. He would have given anything in that moment to tell her how he felt and see her smile. He knew it was not right. He was an old man, well not old, but to old for her. He was not worth her attention with so much of her life still ahead of her. <br><br>"Why?" he finally asked looking at her. His eyes searched her face as he truly wanted to hear the answer to this questions "Why does it matter to you what I think of you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 04:56:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was a good question. Why 'did' it matter to her so much what he thought about her? She would never forget that first time they had met. She was barely older than a child and he had such a disappointed look when he'd caught her shoplifting, and she had been a stranger then. She'd worked so hard since then to never see that look from him again. <br><br>"Because...you're the only one who ever expected anything more of me. You're the only one who ever looked at me and saw more"<br><br>She didn't know how to articulate it more than that. He'd believed in her when others told her she was destined to be a drunk screw up like her mother who at times slept with men to pay the rent. She loved him every day for the expectations he put on her, because it forced her to work more, to be better. She didn't delude herself into thinking he would ever see her as more than he did, that he could ever feel something for her. That just made it all the harder to accept it when she didn't measure up to what he wanted from her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 05:19:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking at her his heart pounded in his chest. Did she have any clue what he looked at when he saw her? At first it was as she said, he saw potential. Inside of her was the limitless possibilities he had never had when he was growing up. She was bright, quick, and fearless. She would be able to face the challenges of life strengthened by her past and the knowledge that she had the support she needed. <br><br>As the years had passed it had changed though. When he looked at her now he saw her future. He saw how beautiful and sophisticated she had become and how it made his heart swell when she passed by. He had noticed over the years when she had changed her looks of course. He had even noticed when she would use different shampoos or conditioners. She brought softness and light to his life and he was so thankful for it. He daily thought how much better his life was with her, but nowhere inside of him could he find the strength to actually tell her. <br><br>His hand acted of its own accord and before he knew what he was doing he reached out and stroked the side of her face brushing the hair away softly with the backs of his fingers. "You are an incredible young woman Sarah. I wish I could tell you how proud I am of all you have done" His voice acted of its own accord as well saying words that he had choked down for years now. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 05:40:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				What was wrong with her? She was putting feelings and thoughts into his words that just weren't there. He had such an intensity in his eyes that his gaze went straight through her. He was old enough to be her father, and at times, she felt like he'd taken on that role in her life, guiding her, teaching her, but it wasn't familial feelings she had when he looked at her that way. <br><br>For reasons Sarah thought she'd never understand, she felt a lump in her throat when he touched her cheek. She put her hand over his for a moment, it was so soft and smooth, for all the work he did around the shop, he had not a single callous on them and when she spoke, it was barely above a whisper.<br><br>"I think you just did"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 05:58:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her touch made the skin on his hand burn with a heat he had longed to feel. Her skin was so gentle on his hand and he could not take his hand away. Keeping his touch light his fingers moved softly against her skin and the more he felt the more his heart raced. She was more intoxicating then anything he had felt before. When her soft voice reached his ears he heard her in a different way then he had before. <br><br>His heart was pounding so hard in his ears he could not possibly think straight. Moving closer so he could touch her more he slid his hand to touch the back of her neck softly. He was now holding her closer then he thought they had ever been. Sure they had brushed against each other while working, but never face to face. Never this intimate. <br><br>"I just can't stand the thought of you with" he began and as he touched her skin and his heart pounded he was not thinking at all when he finished "anyone else"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 22:20:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Had she heard him correctly? Was she hearing what she wanted to hear or had he just said the words? He didn't want her with anyone else? Anyone else but him? Was that what he'd meant? She wasn't even aware that she was holding her breath when he moved his hand around to the back of her head. The small gesture was so gentle but possessive as were his words. <br><br>This could be such a huge mistake. If she moved forward, if she acted on her instincts now, not only would she be risking her job, but also a friendship that was the most important relationship she had in her life. But not risking it, not acting on her impulses, she could potentially lose so much more. She didn't have words to give him, she wouldn't have known what to say if she could speak, so she tipped her head up and kissed him. It was soft and light, a little hesitant but, her desire was felt.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 22:35:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Blue eyes remained on her waiting calmly wondering what she would say. He had confessed more then he ever had to anyone and he was holding her so very close. He waited for what felt like forever until she moved. The move was not one he expected. <br><br>Her lips were soft and warm and just the briefest touch sent a shock through his entire body. His senses came alive and suddenly he felt as if everything was moving in slow motion. The moment held and she pulled back from the light feathery kiss. His eyes had never closed as he watched her and he wondered what it meant. Was she feeling sorry for him or was it the kiss someone would give their father? <br><br>When he met her eyes he had his answer. His breathing quickened as he thought he saw there a question. He thought he saw her asking for more. Asking for him to show her what he meant or more importantly what she meant to him. His hand was still on her neck and his heart set. Pulling her back up to him he pressed his lips to hers and then felt his other hand slide to her back and pull her closer. His kiss was not light like hers, but insist and showing far more then his meager words had done in all the years he had known her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 23:42:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				If Sarah had been able to think, the only word that would have popped in to her mind would have been 'wow'. She never would have expected him to be so passionate. A kiss had never taken her breath away like that before, and she was having trouble thinking. She didn't want to rush anything, she needed to take this slow, to know that this wasn't a fluke, a moment that they got caught up in. <br><br>When she pulled back eventually from the kiss, she looked up into his eyes. She was looking for a sign of what he was thinking, but he was unreadable to her. No one, none of the guys she'd been with had ever made her feel so desired or special. When he pulled her close to him and held her, she felt safe and warm. She opened her mouth a few times to speak, but the words just wouldn't come.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-01-2010, 23:51:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The kiss was the thing of his fantasies. Ever since she had blossomed into the gorgeous woman she was in his arms he had desired this very moment. Now here she was in his arms and the feel of her lips still on his and he did not want the moment to end. So he held her there, unmoving for what felt like forever. <br><br>Finally his grip relaxed and he released her. She was probably terrified he suddenly thought to himself and he turned very red and looked away. Swallowing down his pride and own feeling she stumbled out an apology. "Sarah I am very sorry. I should not have done that and I hope you do forgive me for my impulsive behavior" he whispered in a very quiet voice. <br><br>Turning away from her he was ashamed he had allowed himself to lose control in this way. She did not want some old man with grabby hands. The hypocrisy of his statements was now very plain as he had touched her in the same way all those boys had. Closing his his eyes the feeling she was going to leave was overwhelming and he swallowed the lump in his throat enough to whisper "If you wish to go I understand"&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 00:51:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Him standing there with obvious regret for kissing her was worse than if he'd never shown the slightest sign of interest. Where moments before he had taken her breath away with a kiss, now she felt the breath leave her lungs from being flustered, embarrassed and confused. <br><br>"But I thought....don't you....I don't want to leave"<br><br>This wasn't her either, Sarah took what she wanted. She never would have made a move on him, not ever, he was too important, but he showed interest. Was she supposed to pretend it didn't happen? She wasn't built that way. She took a step towards him and put her hand on his arm.<br><br>"Don't you want me to stay?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 01:18:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Biting his lip he felt her touch and closed his eyes. The turmoil inside his body was raging. His heart was screaming for him to tell her and risk everything he had built. His mind was telling him to remain calm and rational and not to ruin this young womans life. This battle raged inside him until he felt he would burst and in a sudden move he spun on his heel to face her. <br><br>"No Damn it I don't want you to go" he said with a louder tone. Shaking his head he walked a few steps away his skin already feeling cold from being out of her touch. "I want you to stay and never go. I have wanted it for years. For gods sake Sarah" he finally looked at her the look on his face one she had not seen as it looked like fear "I am in love with you" he finished and then stood silent as everything inside of him felt empty as he pushed it all out. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 01:39:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At that moment she desperately wished there was a chair right behind her for she felt her legs go weak. He loved her? No, he was 'in' love with her. She didn't know whether she should grab him and kiss him right then and there, or run for the hills. How could someone like him fall in love with someone like her? <br><br>Another part of her wanted to lighten the situation a bit, tell him that of course he was, who would blame him? But that seemed not only disrespectful after he'd shared his feelings, but, it wouldn't be a fair response. How did she feel about him? She loved him, she knew that, but was she in love with him? If she were honest, she would say she hadn't&nbsp; thought about it too much, for she always thought he saw her as a screw up, she didn't let herself think about him that manner. But now, now she had to, now she wanted to and, as she stood there looking into his eyes, she could feel her heart fill and she knew, she did love him. How they would handle that though, that was another story. <br><br>"You're in love with, and that seems to make you agitated. But you didn't ask me what I thought, what I felt. Would you like to know what I&nbsp; feel?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 01:50:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Terror washed over him as he watched her reaction. The sudden realization that he had crossed over the line they had so carefully laid down for so many years hit him. He had known her since she was a teenager he was certain the creepy old man telling her he was in love with her was a disgusting thought. Swallowing down his fear he nodded to her. <br><br>"No, My agitation comes form the fact that I am certain you see me as a horrid old lech lusting after the gorgeous young employee" Swallowing he wanted so badly to just bury himself in some small place and not have to look into her beautiful eyes and see the hurt he was causing. Closing his eyes he clenched his jaw for the onslaught he was certain was about to come and nodded. "Yes Sarah, I would very much like to know what your feeling. As long as you swear you will tell the truth and not worry about sparing my feelings" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 03:05:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"In over five years now I've never lied to you once, even to spare your feelings, I wont start now"<br><br>It was true, he was the only person she'd ever been completely honest with. When he caught her shoplifting, she hadn't tried to deny it or made an excuse that she forgot to pay. When she was late for work, she didn't give excuses. When he asked her what she thought of a suit he'd bought on one of the rare dates he had been over the years, she told him truthfully how ridiculous it had looked on him and made him change. No, she had never lied to him, so she knew when she told him, he'd believe her, she'd never given him a reason not to.<br><br>Sarah took a few steps towards him again, closing the distance, the gap that he was intent to put there. She saw the fear in his eyes and it dawned on her that he had all but placed his heart at her feet. She could pick it up and cherish it, or step on it until there was nothing left. While Sarah had loved before, or thought she had, she'd never known love and was humbled by the power of it. <br><br>"I never said anything, because I thought you would never look at me that way and I didn't want to ruin what we have. But...now you opened that door, so I can finally tell you what I feel. I think I've always loved you since I met, but now I know I'm in love with you too"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 03:30:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Locking his eyes with her as she spoke he did not blink as she spoke. After she was quiet the silence hung in the air between them and he could not think of any way to fill it. His heart was alive as he looked at her, but again his damned head started to speak to him. <br><br>Telling him that she was young with her while life ahead of her while he was a washed up old man his brain refused to let him move. It told him time and again the number of years between them and how old he was when she was born. It spoke to him about her future and how he could and would be a burden. It told him that she would be miserable when he was gone so many years before her own end came. His mind was very vocal and giving all the arguments that it had given for years. <br><br>But none of it mattered anymore. <br><br>His heart had heard the words it had longed for so long to hear her utter. Reaching out he placed his hand on her hip and then drew her closer to him. He could smell her hair and he felt her warmth and he managed to ask her "Sarah, Will you stay so we can talk? No more pretending and no more hiding. I love you and for years I have wanted to say those words"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 04:15:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She wrapped her arms around his waist, more like threw her arms around him and tipped her head up to kiss him. She kissed him much deeper than the light kiss she had given him before without hesitation or reservations. Afterwards she buried her face in chest, enjoying the feel of him. <br><br>"yes, I want to stay"<br><br>Sarah wasn't sure that talking was what was on her mind at that point, but then, what was the rush? She couldn't treat this like one of her casual flings, for this was important. She wouldn't treat him like one of the boys she'd have her fun with and discard later, they were both better than that. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 04:21:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed him again. She had kissed him again. The thought pounded over and over again in his mind. This was almost o much for him to handle. His body was already responding to her touch and he could not get his heart to slow down. It had been more years then he could count since a woman last touched him and even then it was not someone he even cared about. Now the love of his life was standing there next to him telling him that she loved him too. His bliss could not have been greater. <br><br>He held her for a long time before finally stepping back from her and smiling. "Lets go to the living room" he offered hoping they would be more comfortable. Stopping a moment he slipped his hand down and took hers and then lightly pulled on it as he walked her towards his sofa.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 13:34:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She took his hand and followed him into the living where they sat down on the couch. When she sat, she stayed close to him for she didn't want to put any distance between them, not yet. She was still reeling from the emotions and the fact that they were in love and she hadn't seen it coming. She'd been completely clueless of how he felt about her, how had she not seen it?<br><br>Never had she felt so happy and alive, excited and nervous all at the same time. How would they react to this? How would their relationship change now? She supposed these are things that they would have to talk about, why he asked her to stay. When she kissed him, she didn't think she'd ever seen that look on his face in all the years she'd known him. It was happiness she thought, and she loved how it looked on him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 13:52:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt as if he had a million things to say and none of them were very important. Sitting on the couch he noticed how she slid closer and the mere thought of her being near made him even happier. Reaching out he touched her hand softly again and just felt the soft skin under his fingertips. Her skin was so very soft and as he finally took his hand away and looked up at her again his eyes were calm and soft. <br><br>"I do not know when it happened" he began looking at her "One day, well you recall when the Thorton estate boxes came in? You were cataloging the items into the computer and you reached up and brushed your hair from beside your face to tuck it behind your ear. I remember that moment thinking how beautiful a woman you were and that thought suddenly made my knees weak. It was when I dropped that box with the china in it. Since that day" he stopped then and looked down. <br><br>"Since then I knew I did not just care for you, that I was in love with you. I did not want to lose you though and I thought that had I acted on it you would be terrified. Or even worse feel like I was asking you to be with me or lose your job. So I did what I did best. I buried myself in my work and cursed myself for even thinking about you. I am sure there were days when I was twice as cold as normal. Those would be the days after I had dreams about you" <br><br>Suddenly he stopped talking. He was saying to much to fast. His dreams were something he was not even ready to talk about to himself let alone her. Why had he said that? Closing his mouth he clenched his jaw for fear that he was getting to far out of control. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 16:08:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				So many things made sense now, why he was always down on the guys she dated, why he would snap at her from time to time when she would talk about a date she'd had that had gone well or had gone horribly bad. <br><br>"I don't think I gave it as much thought, that's not to say that my feelings aren't real, I just....I didn't think you...it didn't seem smart to think about it so I tried not to"<br><br>Sarah felt that she was rambling now, but she suddenly felt so nervous. Her usual way to act around a man that she was interested in wouldn't work with Marcus, he knew her too well. Games wouldn't work with him, but then, he knew her and still wanted her, so they we rent necessary. <br><br>She could see he was uneasy or embarrassed for the feelings he was sharing, and she actually found that to be rather sweet. She still couldn't believe she was sitting here having this conversation with him, it was almost surreal. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 00:21:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Swallowing he looked down and rubbed his hands on the slacks he was wearing. "I feel like a fool. I am sitting here confessing years worth of pent up feelings and I have not asked you how you feel about all this" <br><br>Stopping there he looked up at her with a very concerned face. He had never acted like this in front of her. He was being open and honest. He usually kept his feelings so bottled up so letting them flow freely from him like this was new and dangerous. He felt as if he had opened Pandora's box and no matter what now he could not close it. <br><br>"I am not sorry you know Sarah, but i would like to know how it makes you feel to know I want you" he said not realizing he had again revealed something without thinking. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 01:10:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I just told you that I loved you too, that I want you too, how do you think it makes me feel to hear you say that?"<br><br>She moved in a little closer to him and put her hand over his, squeezing it gently. She could see easily how hard this was for him, to open up to her like that, to open himself up to being hurt. Sarah's heart would have gone out to him if not for the fact that she was already prepared to give it to him. <br><br>"How does it feel? It feels like nothing I've ever felt. It felt like my whole life, I've waiting for it, only I didn't know it"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 01:16:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling he felt relief flood through him like a rain after a drought. It felt so good to have her there. He had been along for almost his entire life. His Mother passing at a very young age and a Father who was very strict he learned young to keep his feelings hidden. Now here he was baring it all and she was accepting it all. No, she was welcoming it. <br><br>Now however he was at a loss. He had never been in love before and had never confessed his feelings. He felt like an amateur sitting there looking at her. He was at a loss for what to say or do. He was never in this position. He always had a plan and always stuck to it. This night was totally unravelled from what he had planned and he could not be happier. <br><br>"So" he said with a whisper and a smile "Now what do we do?". Looking at her for the second time tonight hoping she had some clue how to help him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 01:50:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't take her hand off of his as she thought about his question. What did they do now? They had made this huge life changing declaration, but what did it really mean? Were they going to start dating? Would things largely stay the same? Would he expect her to jump into bed with him right away? <br><br>"I don't know, I know that you're important to me, but I don't want to rush anything. I want to take things slowly because I don't want to ruin what we already have, rather add to it"<br><br>She truly hoped that he would understand what she meant, that she cared too much for him to treat him as some casual fling. She wanted something with him that would last, something she'd never experience or saw. Her mother went through men like socks, used them then tossed them to the side. She wouldn't do that to Marcus, she couldn't.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 01:59:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding he listened to her words. They sounded wise and he agreed. He did not have many chances at love in his lifetime and he wanted this to be the one that mattered. Still at a loss he took her hand and raised it to his lips. Kissing it gently he then lingered to smell her skin and look up at her. "I agree. This is the kind of situation I have never been in before and I will listen to your experience" <br><br>Pausing he then placed her hand back down in her lap holding it gently as he smiled at her. "I hope its not to forward of me to tell you that I think you are beautiful though. So much has been bottled up inside for so long and I would like to get some of it out before it closes up again" Reaching up he stroked her face again "Truly Sarah, the sunrise can not hold a candle to your smile" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 02:15:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My experience? This is new to me, no one, not ever, no one has ever looked at me the way you do, said the things to me you just did. You were right, all anyone I ever chose wanted was one thing and it wasn't my heart"<br><br>She looked up at him holding his eyes. She loved how he spoke to her, yes it was a little flowery and poetic, and normally it would have made her roll her eyes, but from him, it sounded wonderful. He would value her, he would treat her like a lady, not a whore. <br><br>It also gave her a moments pause, because she knew he always had high expectations from her, and that would probably not lessen but rather increase now. She wasn't sure she could meet his expectations, and she was afraid to letting him down. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 02:29:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Biting his lip he then looked into her eyes and felt a blush creep across his face. When she mentioned the other men's thoughts he had images flash through his mind. He had pictured her that way before of course. His dreams for years now had woken him up in sweats. So many times she was his pleasure toy and he took his use of her and now here she was telling him that he was different. <br><br>"Sarah" he began feeling he should come clean and tell her everything. "It is not like I have not pictured or thought about you the same way that those men have. I can not lie to you. I find you incredibly sensuous and desirable. I want you more then I have ever wanted a woman" Meeting her eyes he then added "But you know me. More so then anyone ever has and you know I would never act upon those desires unless you wanted me to. I just feel that you should know" here he stopped again and then finished after taking a deep breath "how badly I want you" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 02:50:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Now it was her turn to blush. She knew that he had to have thought of her that way, she had thought of him in that manner as well, though wasn't quite as freely admitting it. But she thought he was misunderstanding what she meant. <br><br>"What I meant was, well I don't know what I meant, but...you don't only see a body when you look at me, that's what I meant"<br><br>She was so embarrassed at that moment, to realize that up until now she'd let herself be seen as nothing more than a good time. She was somewhat ashamed that she hadn't been much better than her mother in that regard when there were others out there, like him, that wanted her for who she was, not for what she could give them in bed. She looked down unable to hold his gaze anymore at that moment, what he must have thought of her, how could he love someone who had let themselves be so used? Who hadn't thought enough of&nbsp; themselves to see it?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 03:08:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she dropped her chin he gently reached out and grasped it with his fingers. Tilting her head to look at him he held it there and stared into her eyes. He had spent so long thinking how pretty her eyes were and now he felt as if he could stare into them forever. He did not want to just stare at her all night though at that moment he had another thought on his mind. <br><br>Leaning in he tilted his head and kissed her again. His lips were stronger then before as he was gaining more confidence with every passing moment. He was a strong person to be sure strong willed and disciplined. Knowing what he wanted now and knowing it was not out of his grasp he intended to seize the moment. <br><br>His kiss was strong and his hand reached up to touch her neck again and hold her as he kissed her deeper then before. Pulling back from her lips he told her "I see all of you" and then he pressed his mouth to hers again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 03:18:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought she might start crying on the spot. He did see all of her, there was no pretense there, no games, not false impressions. He'd seen her at her best and worst and wanted her anyway. How had she missed it all these years how he saw her? <br><br>"I do love you"<br><br>She leaned forward and kissed him again. For the one who made a point of saying she wanted to take things slow, she felt that resolve slipping away. She wanted to show him how much he meant to her, it never occurred to her that there were other ways, better ways to show someone than sleeping with them. It was what she knew, even if she wasn't ready.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 03:51:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His heart was pounding. On his couch and the most desirable woman he had ever known was making out with him on his couch. This was the sort of things he had fantasies about daily and he could feel his body responding in kind. Years and years since a woman's touch and smell had been this close to him. Charged with desire he slid his hands to her back to pull her closer then he hesitated. <br><br>Pulling away from the kiss he panted slightly and looked at her. God she was so beautiful he thought quietly to himself. He wanted her so very badly, but on this his heart won out over the other parts of him. "I won't lose you" he whispered without thinking. Was this what love was speaking your mind without considering the consequences? Always spewing out the internal most feelings was not something he did well with and all was very new to him. <br><br>"I can't risk losing you Sarah. I want you, I freely and openly admit that, but I will wait until you think we are ready" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 04:01:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His willingness to back off and wait both surprised and confused her. She'd never known a man who would do that, who put her feelings above their carnal needs. It was a revelation to her, and she knew she had so much to learn from him, even if he didn't realize it. <br><br>"You surprise me, in a good way I mean, I...I didn't expect any of this tonight. To be honest, I was dreading dinner tonight, I thought you were going to tell me all the ways you thought I was screwing my life up. This is so much better"<br><br>She knew if she leaned in again to kiss him, she wouldn't have the willpower to stop, and she was fairly certain she could convince him that he shouldn't. Instead, she leaned up against him to rest her head on his chest, breathing him in. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 04:11:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she moved toward him again he stopped cold and closed his eyes. He knew if she kissed and touched him much more that he would have a problem stopping himself again. Reaching up he stroked her hair softly enjoying the soft feel under his fingers. Twirling it gently with his fingers he felt so calm and relaxed that he actually felt his eyes close in happiness. <br><br>Sitting there he leaned back and pulled her with him. Laying back he lounged with her stroking her hair and smiling his eyes closed in bliss. "You should stay tonight" he said without thinking and suddenly his eyes opened like a shot. His hand stopped moving in its gentle stroking and he felt as if someone else had control of his body when he said that. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 16:40:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laying there against him, in his arms, Sarah felt something she'd never experienced before. She wasn't exactly sure what that was or how to articulate it, but she liked it. She looked up at him when he suggested she stay the night. She also couldn't help but wonder what would happen between them if she did.<br><br>"Do you want me to stay?"<br><br>Sarah already knew she would if he asked her to, but she wanted to make sure that it was what he wanted and not just something he'd said. It was odd in a way, something huge had changed between them, and yet she still felt so comfortable with him, she wasn't quite sure how to handle it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 21:28:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thinking about what she asked he paused a moment. Never was he the kind of man to do things on an impulse. It had taken him weeks to decide on even small decision's because he always wanted all the facts. This was easy for him though. No question or doubt remained with him as he spoke to her again. <br><br>"I want you to never leave" he said with a strong voice. He spent his entire life alone and thinking. He did not want to think anymore. He wanted her. He loved her an she loved him. That was all the reason in the world to keep her as close to him as possible. He did not want to risk anything ruining this moment. <br><br>Stroking her hair again he looked down at her and then smiled. She was so comfortable there on his chest and he wondered why he had waited so long to tell her. The answer was simple in his mind, the time was not right. This was the time he had waited for and without knowing it he had confessed all. Now the small questions that had plauged him hung in the air around him like bees waiting to sting. <br><br>"What are we going to tell the neighbors?" he said teasing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 21:52:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh we don't have to tell them a thing, Mrs. Wallace saw me leave here in your bathrobe this morning and I think she thought....well you know how this town is"<br><br>She settled back against him and decided to get a little more comfortable. She slid her shoes off and put her feet up on the couch so she was practically laying down on him, never having felt this comfortable before.<br><br>For a moment she wondered if he meant what it sounded like. Surely he didn't mean for her to move in with him, that would never work. He was far too tidy and fastidious and she was, well not a slob but certainly didn't have any problems tossing things to the side to be cleaned up later. Not to mention, he would get incredibly sick of her. No, she decided, that's not what he meant at all, she needed to stop over thinking things.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 22:05:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That explains the look" he muttered as he stroked her hair. Thinking for a minute why the old biddy was staring at him funny this morning he smiled. "You know she thinks I have been sleeping with you for years. You just confirmed it for her this morning and now I am certain she has told half the town"<br><br>Feeling her warm body on him and her soft scent was having an effect on him. He was able to resist most times pleasuring himself, not being particularly fond of the loneliness that happened afterwards. Now that she was there and he he could actually feel the warmth from her body he felt his body responding in kind. Soon he swallowed and then licked his lips speaking calmly. <br><br>"Sarah as much as I am enjoying every second of this I have to ask if will mind a small shift" blushing he then added "I have the feeling my arousal will soon be quite evident to you"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 22:37:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She needs a life in the worst way. And I didn't confirm anything, she can of course believe what she likes"<br><br>So many thoughts were going through her mind. Had they really just declared their love for each other? It felt so natural to say it but, when she looked over at him she saw him in a completely new light. <br><br>She sat up when he made his statement and wanted to tell him he shouldn't feel awkward or embarrassed, but then she thought, perhaps it was that he didn't want her to feel pressured.<br><br>Sarah's only role model on a relationship was her mother, so she was quite unsure of what to do next. She'd never been in love, she'd never been with someone who truly respected and cared for her. She just knew she was going to mess it up if she wasn't careful. <br><br>"You know, I can stay tonight, but I cant just stay here indefinitely, much as I'm truly enjoying the company"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 23:01:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Blinking he suddenly thought about his earlier statement. He had asked her to stay with him, he was not sure what exactly he had meant by it when he said it. Was he asking her to just stay tonight or forever? Seemed very unlike him to make such a rash statement without thinking it over. Moving in together was huge part of most couples lives. A major turning point and him never having been in a relationship before it might be even more dangerous. Also there were the other things he had yet to tell her. He knew if she were here all the time she would find him out. <br><br>Then again why not? She was here in the shop for work. It seemed foolish for her to have her own place nearby only to come here everyday. This would require much thought on his part, but also for her to decide what she wanted. <br><br>Smiling he looked at her "Yes I guess I did leave that rather open ended. I would never ask you to stay on our first night, but it might be something we consider and talk about. You know I have the room" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 23:21:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A small bubble of panic welled up inside of her, but she masked it fairly well. The idea of living with someone terrified her. She liked her space and her freedom to come and go as she pleased. Even living at her mothers apartment was the same as living alone as she was never there. <br><br><em>Put it out of your mind Sarah</em>, she told herself. She wasn't about to ruin tonight with thoughts of what might come in the future. She still didn't know how they would fit in a relationship. They would surely get odd looks and some bolder people would make comments given their vast age difference. She didn't much care what people said or thought about her, she was used to it, but she wasn't sure he would handle it quite so well. She'd never known him to be the type to let things roll off his back.<br><br>"Well, its something we can talk about down the road"<br><br>Suddenly she felt very nervous just sitting there and needed something to do with her hands, always having been somewhat of a fidgeter. <br><br>"Do you mind if I get a glass of water?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 23:31:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly he felt like a terrible host. Sitting her up gently he got up from the couch. "I am so sorry. Please allow me. Can I get you something else? Perhaps another glass of wine? I have a fine selection to chose from" Suddenly the room felt very close and he took on a scared look. He was not certain what he had done wrong, but he was sure it was something.<br><br>Idiot. He was an idiot. It was almost as if he could feel the chill go down her spine as he mentioned living with him. For all he knew she was just having fun and the thought of living with an old fool was more then she could handle. Walking into the kitchen he licked his lips and waited to hear what her choice would be. Gripping the edge of the counter he fought down the urges that had welled up inside of him at just being close to her. He was terrified he was not going to be able to control himself if she kissed him again. It had been so long and he wanted her so bad. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 01:09:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Water would be fine, thanks"<br><br>She followed him into the kitchen and could easily sense that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what. Thanking him she took the water and took a few sips, wondering what to do next. <br><br>"Marcus? I don't want things to be awkward between us now, if anything, they should be better, not more strained. This isn't going to change things with our friendship is it? I...I don't have a lot of experience with this sort of&nbsp; thing, not with relationships that matter..."<br><br>Sarah was at a loss for words just then, but hoped that things would get easier between them. Love was supposed to make everything warm and comforting, not strange and awkward.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 01:35:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding he seemed to be trying to busy himself with things around the kitchen. Finally he stopped and sighed. He did not know where to start. Turning to face her he looked into her eyes. <br><br>"Sarah, I am not the kind of man who lets things have control over his life. The problem is I have felt this way about you for quite some time and we do know each other very well. I do not have to ask what your favorite movie is or what I should make for dinner. I have a list of gifts I have wanted to get you and places I have wanted to take you I have been making since you were first in my life" pausing there he drew a breath and let it out slowly like a long sigh. <br><br>"I guess it makes it strange since I do not have to learn to love you. I love you. I know almost all about you and all it does is tell me I want to know the rest" stepping forward again he placed his hands on her hips. "And if you love me the way you say you do" stopping he leaned in closer "then I will take your leave to be bold" Kissing her again he pulled her up close and held her there. <br><br>Breaking the kiss he rubbed his head on hers then added "It is supposed to be scary"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 01:51:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was melting her heart and her defenses with every word he spoke. How was a woman supposed to keep a clear head when a man said everything she had wanted to hear and how did she make him understand that it wasn't him&nbsp; that she was worried about, but about what she would inevitably do to him?<br><br>"I am scared Marcus, I'm scared of hurting you, of not being good enough for you. You do know me, you know all my flaws and well as good points, no games between us, it is scary"<br><br>She buried her face in his chest while they stood there with him holding her. It was hard to admit that she was scared to disappoint him when she wanted to please him so much.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 01:58:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pressing his lips together he thought about what she had just said. Did he dare? He was not a man without secrets. She did know him f that he was sure, but there was more to him then she knew. What she was saying was almost begging him to take her in hand and show her. The secret was too great though and by taking this gamble he would risk it all. <br><br>"Sarah" he said and held her head softly to his chest. "What if I told you that I have a secret and that secret may be the answer to your fears?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 02:10:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked up at him, a small glimpse of doubt in her eyes. She knew she couldn't possibly know everything about him, no one ever really knew everything about another. But she couldn't fathom the idea that he had secrets that ran too deep.<br><br>"You can tell me anything, I hope you know that"<br><br>She meant it to. Unless he was about to tell her he had bodies in his freezer or something similarly disturbing, he could tell her anything and she would, or she would find a way, to understand. That's what you did for people you loved, accepted them, or so she thought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 02:46:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Licking his lips he nodded to her and took her hand. Walking to the stairs he pointed down the stairs. "You know the shop and my home, but up the stairs you were always told was storage only and I kept it locked at all times" he said as he turned the corner and walked up the stairs. When he reached the top he pulled out his keys and unlocked the large wooden door.<br><br>Walking inside he flicked on the lights to reveal a very large room almost the entire floor was one large room. There were several crates and things on one far side, but the focus of the room might as well have been the furniture. It was filled with different kinds of restraining devices. An old stocks and pillory sat beside a wooden beam with a padded top. The walls had several decorative chains and some looked even to be made from gold. <br><br>Walking into the room he swallowed and then turned to face her a new strength in his eyes. "When I was young I discovered that I was someone who enjoyed being in control. I have been that way my entire life. I developed a taste for restraining woman and due to my abilities to fix things I began to collect these antiques as well"<br><br>Folding his hands behind his back he stood tall "I am a Dominant. Sexually I like to restrain my partner and offer punishment and pleasure for behavior" He stood proud, but in his eyes he was afraid. He truly loved her, but in order for her to truly love him she needed to know all of this. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 03:11:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah listened to him, and while he had a strong face, she could see the nervousness in his eyes. He was waiting to see her reaction to this, to the room, to what he'd told her, shared with her. She walked around the room looking over the various devices, unsure of what to make of it.<br><br>Him saying that he enjoyed being in control came as no surprise or shock to her. He was someone who always seemed to be in control, in the time she'd worked for him, she knew he could be extremely demanding with high expectations, but this was different.<br><br>"I had no idea. Are you telling me this because you think it will scare me away? It wont"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 03:40:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Relieved to hear her say that he let his posture relax a bit. He was afraid he was going to have to apologize for who he was. Moving to stand closer to her he watched her touch things and was silent in doing so. She seemed to be at ease and not frightened and that more then anything emboldened him to say what came next. <br><br>"Thank you for that. I was afraid you would not understand. Especially since the next thing I am going to propose is that you become my submissive"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 03:46:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not sure I understand"<br><br>She had a feeling she did, but she wanted to hear him say it, explain it to her so there would be no misunderstandings, no room for miscomunication. The idea of what she thought he meant did frighten her a bit, not for fear of him, but for fear of the unknown. For fear of not meeting his expectations, but she would have that fear regardless.<br><br>"What....what would that entail?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 03:54:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gesturing to an ornate couch he settled onto it sitting up straight. "I have had many years to study this and I think it would work. I love you. I can not impress enough how much I do, but you hesitate. I know you Sarah" he smiled here and put his had on hers "Your afraid we won't work for whatever reason. It's why you have jumped around so much instead of ever having an actual boyfriend" <br><br>Still holding her hand he took a breath and met her eyes. The fear was gone and in it was the strength he had always shown her. "You would become mine. Totally and completely. The reason it would work is as my submissive it becomes my duty to train you. If you disappoint me it is my fault for not teaching you better. It would mean some punishment for when you make mistakes. It would mean binding you for my pleasure and for yours. It would mean that you would commit to be mine" <br><br>Smiling he nodded "It would mean Sarah that I would be in control and should you make a mistake I would not be angry, but we would work to correct it" smiling he then added "in some very interesting ways" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 04:06:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He made it all sound so simple, but she knew it wasn't quite as simple as it sounded. He made it sound like it could work though, that he wouldn't leave her if she failed him and that was something that worried her, though she couldn't say the sound of punishment if she failed sat too well with her, it was preferable to being left alone. <br><br>Sarah could tell that he meant everything he said, he would take care of her, he would teach her to be the best. She didn't want him to have to suppress any part of himself to be with her, that wasn't fair to him, but she didn't know if she could do this, she hoped she could, and as she stood there, she knew she'd already made her decision.<br><br>"I love you, and I trust you, so...I think I'm willing to try, but I...I don't know what to do"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 04:19:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Standing up he walked to her slowly. He was elated. This was a night he would never forget for the rest of his life. His hands wanted to shake, but now he moved with certainty. "I am very glad to hear this. I would want you to know all that you are promising though. Tonight you will stay here with me and I will try my best to keep my hands to myself" <br><br>Meeting her eyes he then spoke softer "Tomorrow I want you to not come to work. After your classes you should do some research on what I am asking. Then we will have a dinner out tomorrow night, as a couple" <br><br>Smiling even wider at that thought he then finished "Then after that should you decide that you still want all of this and me we will come back here and make it official" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 15:25:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah wasn't sure what to make of it all. It both frightened and excited her at the same time. She'd never given much thought to things like, well the things she saw in the room and the things he'd said to her, why would she have. But now that it was out there, she didn't know how to react. She knew she didn't want to lose him, not before they even had a chance, but also she wondered if what he was saying was it was accept this, or find someone else. Could she have him and not have this? Would she even want to have him if it meant he'd give up something that's obviously so important to him? And she couldn't make that choice or even think about it too much until she did as he'd said, did some research on it so she was better informed.<br><br>"Are you sure you don't want me to come in? I only have one class tomorrow, I can still open if you need me too. But, I'll do some research on it, though I'm not entirely sure what to look for, but I'll find it I'm sure"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 15:38:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking her hands he rubbed the backs of them softly with his thumbs. "I want you to have the day to think and do what you want. I know if we are together even a little bit it will confuse your decision and I want" he stopped there and looked at her and sighed "no, I need you to be sure"<br><br>Keeping a soft hold on her hands he smiled "I have never done this before either Sarah. You and I would be taking this road together for the first time. In so very many ways. You take the time and then I will pick you up and we will have a marvelous dinner. Then we will talk of our fate"<br><br>Squeezing her he teased then "You learned to do your research from the master, I am certain you will find out everything you need to know". Turning he started to walk with her towards the door. "I did not sleep very well last night, this woman I am obsessed with was in my bed alone. Tonight I would like to join her if she would not mind" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 15:56:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had a point, everything she learned about studying and research, he had helped her with. He had helped her turn her barely passing D average into something much more respectable, so if she put her mind to researching this, she could do it, she had the know how. <br><br>Closing her hands around his when he took them, she looked back up into his eyes. Pleasure, relief, she saw so many emotions in them and wondered what her own were reflecting back. <br><br>"I have this feeling she would be more than alright with that"<br><br>Though she wondered how they would handle that, sleeping in the same bed, and keeping their hands to themselves. Willpower would certainly be tested tonight she thought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 22:48:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Guiding her gently he moved back to the stairs. Shutting off the light and closing the door she took note of the fact that this time he did not lock it. Walking back down to the apartment he paused at the door and then turned to face her. <br><br>Suddenly he was blushing as he quietly spoke "I just realized you probably have nothing to sleep in here. I would offer my things, but I do not think that my sleepwear would fit you." Stopping there he then smiled and&nbsp; a hopeful look came into his eyes "I could offer you some of my dress shirts if you like or something more comfortable if you prefer" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 23:02:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I can always sleep in your robe again, or...."<br><br>Now it was her turn to blush. She didn't know if she could sleep next to him all night and not want to be with him. He was worried about keeping his hands to himself, but she didn't know if she had enough control to keep 'her' hands to herself.<br><br>She was still very nervous about their talk, and about what she was going to find out when she researched everything the next day. Now she was supposed to handle sleeping next to him all night and not doing more than sleeping and talking? Showing restraint was not her strong suit, it never had been. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>21-01-2010, 23:27:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Opening the door he guided her inside. This was going to be a difficult night no matter what, but he did not want to be parted from her. He realized he had not asked her what she felt and he was afraid of what she would say. <br><br>Walking into his bedroom he picked up the robe off the hook she had brought back and thought it was&nbsp; abit heavy. Turning around he faced her in the doorway. "Sarah you can choose anything in here you would like to wear. I have plenty to make do. If you prefer I can wait until you are in bed before coming in"<br><br>Stopping he then asked her "But please" meeting her eyes he was very sincere as he then added "please stay with me" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 01:19:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was a strong man, one of the strongest she knew, so that small bit of vulnerability he showed her went straight to her heart, she loved that about him. There were a lot of questions she still had about what they had talked about upstairs, but she wanted to wait until the following evening to discuss it after she'd done her research. It was certainly a different type of homework to be certain.<br><br>Taking the robe from him, Sarah merely smiled as she unzipped her dress and slid it down over her body stepping out of it. He'd seen her in some of the most revealing outfits, often telling her how she shouldn't dress like that, so she wasn't especially shy in front of him, plus, given what they had discussed, he would be seeing her body soon enough anyway, at least in theory.&nbsp; She took the robe and slid it on, leaving her bra and panties on and tying the robe closed.<br><br>"Looks like I'm staying"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 01:31:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly he had a flash that this might not have been the smartest idea. When her dress dropped and he saw the small shimmy of her hips his body quickly responded. His heart pounded inside his chest and he felt the room temperature rise. She did not tease him at all sliding the robe on and cinching it closed, but the sight lingered. He had seen her before in very revealing club style apparel, but this time it was not for drawing attention. What he saw was for him, not for some drooling twenty something. <br><br>Taking a breath he looked at her then walked to his closet. Hanging up his dinner jacket and unbuttoning his shirt he looked at her. With a small shake of his head and a grin he slid his shirt off "You do not plan on making this easy on me do you?" he teased. <br><br>Pausing a moment he then selected a nice set of lounge pants and paused. Seeming to think a moment he removed everything except his pants and then excused himself to the bathroom. Returning wearing the pants he looked at her and then asked "Shall we fight over sides?". He was only half teasing this would be the first time in nearly thirty years he would be sharing his bed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 04:00:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah noticed that&nbsp; he didn't fully change in front of her, but decided against commenting on it. All in good time, and she wanted him to be as comfortable as he wanted her to be. The look he had as she changed, she knew he was desiring her, and she also saw a hint of possessiveness. It surprised her, but she found she liked that, a lot.<br><br>She sat down on the bed when he talked about picking sides, letting the shoulder of the robe fall down just a bit and she pulled&nbsp; the clip out of her hair letting it fall free around her shoulders.<br><br>"Actually I like to sleep in the middle"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 04:08:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Did she know how incredibly sexy she looked right now?</em> Marcus decided there was no possible way she could because that would mean she was teasing him on purpose. Swallowing he pulled back the covers on the bed and slid into it. <br><br>"Well that could be a problem because I feel the same way" he muttered climbing in. He was not thinking about anything except her shoulder and seeing her bra strap. She was in his bed in his robe and he could not for the life of him think of anything else in the world. She was smelling nice and sweet and His hands actually felt itchy wanting to touch her. Clenching his arm under the covers he rolled to face her and tried to meet her eyes. His gaze lingered slowly along her body before finally looking into her face. "How can we solve this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 04:13:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took all the willpower she possessed not to lean forward and kiss him right there, kiss him, run her hands over his chest and a number of other things that they said they wouldn't do tonight. But it was so hard. Sarah rolled on to her side facing away from him and took his arm pulling it over her waist, pushing herself back against him.<br><br>"We can both take the middle" <br><br>Easily, she thought, easily she could fall asleep in his arms like this. The morning held a lot of promise, tomorrow evening, assuming her findings didn't have her running for hills, could be a brand new start for both of them. Tonight, she would just enjoy the warmth of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 05:27:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Closing his eyes he breathed inher scent. She smelled so sweet and feminine and he loved the soft feel of her body under his arm. She was bold wrapping his arm around her, but he smiled and did not fight it. This was a big step for both of them and he wanted it to go right. No matter what he knew he would be aroused, but not touching her would be his gift to her to show that he indeed respected her and wanted this to work. <br><br>Leaning up he kissed her cheek softly and whispered softly in her ear for sweet dreams. Then shutting off the light he lay with her in the dark and smiled his dreams for that night were already in his arms. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>22-01-2010, 16:24:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah woke before he did which surprised her. She eased out of bed and quickly got dressed and quietly left the bedroom, leaving his robe on the bed. She tried to be as quiet as she could not wanting to wake him. Still feeling rather warm and happy from the night before, she fixed him a plate of breakfast again, covering the dish and leaving a note saying she was looking forward to tonight. <br><br>Most of the morning, as she didn't have classes till the afternoon, were spent hunched over her computer looking at various websites. Most of them were nothing more than porn sites, but a few were filled with some interesting information. She wasn't so sure she could do this, give herself over completely to another person, she feared losing herself in the process. She feared losing what she only just found more though. <br><br>Her afternoon classes were a complete blur, Sarah doubted she took a single note, completely unable to focus, she wondered why she'd even bothered going. Once she got home, she was relieved that her mother was out, the last thing she needed when Marcus picked her up was an ugly scene. She looked through her closet and realized almost everything she had to go 'out' in, were outfits that he detested seeing on her. Finally she settled on a somewhat casual black dress, though it did show off most of her middrift and left her back completely bare. She couldn't believe how nervous she was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-01-2010, 03:09:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slept like a log and when he woke up he felt wonderful. She was already gone, but he could still smell her around him. Stretching he lingered in the bed longer then normal then rose. Walking to the kitchen eh smiled when he saw the plate she had prepared. Reading he note about tonight he moved across the kitchen and picked up the phone. Minutes later they had a confirmed table for two at the nicest Italian place in the small town. It was not five star, but it was quiet and romantic. <br><br>Sitting down to her breakfast he could not help bu think he could get used to this. She seemed to care more about his needs then her own and he wondered if that would play in to what they had discussed. Thinking for the moment about that he wondered what she would say after her research. Calmly deciding there was nothing he could do until that night he went about his day. <br><br>He was barely able to work. Unable to focus enough to do any repairs he decided to spend the day reorganizing the shelves in the shop. Rotting the stock was new to him, most of his business these days was over the internet or through a list of contacts he had established over the years. Ignoring all possible work for the day he simply spent the time staring at the antique pocketwatch he had recently repaired. <br><br>Finally the clock ticked down and he closed the shop early. Showered and shaved he selected a fine black suit and red tie. Dressing up more then he had in years he even took the time to shine his shoes. Finally he picked up his keys and headed to the street. The old Mercedes he drove was not as flashy as it once was, but the true collector could see its amazing value. Driving to her mother's house he wondered if he would see her mother and decided he did not care. The woman had hated him since the day he called her about Sarah's crime. Nothing was going to change now and frankly he could care less what anyone else in the world thought. <br><br>Walking up to the door he knocked lightly and then stood actually nervous about seeing her and hoping she had not changed her mind. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>23-01-2010, 03:27:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I should change, he's going to hate this outfit</em>, she&nbsp; thought to herself as she stood in front of the mirror. If she had planned to rummage for something else, it was too late, she heard the knock at the door. She took a few steadying breaths before she went to answer it, checking and rechecking her hair and makeup again. She even toyed with the idea of grabbing one of the Valium her mother was always in stock of, but no, she would get through this without popping a pill, that was her mothers way, not hers. <br><br>When she opened the door she was slightly taken back by how handsome he looked. He didn't quite look his age when he decided to put in an effort, not that he wasn't always dressed well, but tonight, she was looking at him&nbsp; through different eyes. <br><br>"Well, don't you clean up nice" <br><br>She found she was holding her breath standing in the doorway, head spinning just a bit. The entire thing was surreal to her. It was exciting and scary, and she was thinking far too much.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-01-2010, 03:42:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His breath caught when he saw her. He knew he had seen the outfit before on the nights she went out, but tonight she was wearing it for him. "You are stunning" he said in a breathless tone showing just how sincere he was with his sentiment. Feeling nervous about what she had said he took one small step back and then offered his hand. <br><br>"Shall we?" he offered as he then took her hand and guided her to the car. Opening the door for her he had her settled before walking around to climb in. His heart was pounding in his chest as he walked around the car. Her legs looked so incredibly sexy as she had slid into the car and the image was burned into his head. He was thinking about them when he got into his seat and noticed her plunging neckline and the soft hint of her breasts that was showing. <br><br>Tonight was beyond exciting and he was already eager to know her answer, but he had waited this long a lovely dinner with a beautiful woman would be worth the wait. "I hope Italian sounds good" he told her as he pulled away from the curb. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>23-01-2010, 03:53:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah couldn't get over how sweet he was, opening the door of the car for her, no one ever did that before. Again it just went back to the quality of the men she'd dated, and not one of them had an ounce of his class. It was true, often she found Marcus to be stuffy and old fashioned, but, no one was perfect, she certainly wasn't. <br><br>"Italian sounds great"<br><br>She could see his nerves, they matched her own and she knew it was going to be a very long dinner if they didn't get past that. They knew each other too long and too well to sit there in silence both shaking like it was the first date either of them had ever had in their lives.<br><br>"I know we said we'd wait till dinner or after dinner to talk, but I think if we don't talk as we go, its going to be this huge thing looming over the evening and then neither of us will enjoy it. So....I'm just going to start. I did a lot of research on-line today, and some of it shocked me and some of it intrigued me and yes, some of it scared me. But...I know I want to be with you"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-01-2010, 04:27:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Swerving very slightly as she spoke he recovered quickly and then gripped the wheel. Swallowing he listened to her words and then turned his head to look at her. "You are probably right" he said softly agreeing with her. <br><br>Thinking for a minute he stopped at a light and looked over at her "You know we do not have to do this for us to be together. We can try being normal like everyone else. I have never experienced a true relationship such as the one I put forth so it is not like I will miss something I have never had" he said. The light turned and he started to drive again. He confessed silently to himself he wanted it very much, but it was not worth losing her. Not when he was so close. <br><br>"If you feel that it is to much for you to handle then we can move on without it. My suggestion was mostly to put both of us more at ease with with what we were trying to do" Pausing he then smiled "And to see you tied up" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>23-01-2010, 04:38:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She frowned slightly at what he was saying. If he wasn't even sure this was what he wanted, then why did she spend so much time researching it, agonizing over it, weighing the pros and cons of it all? She had thought that this was something he truly wanted and needed and now he tells her that they could forget the whole thing? She didn't want him to be waivering on this, she needed him to be strong in one direction or the other, but she wasn't quite sure how to tell him that. <br><br>"How do I know if its too much to handle if Ive never tried it? Let me ask you something, everything you know about me, everything you've learned about me over the years. If I had done the research as you requested, which I did, and I thought, 'oh my god, I can never do this', do you honestly believe I would lead you on all through dinner about it? Or wouldn't that be the very first thing I would have told you?"<br><br>He knew her better than this, she wanted to try this, but she could only agree to submit to his will, if his will was strong.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-01-2010, 05:00:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Staying silent he stopped the car in front of the restaurant and held up his hand to the valet indicating he should give them a moment. Turning he faced Sarah and lowered his voice. <br><br>"Sarah I love you. I can not be more clear on that. I want you to be mine. Heart mind and soul. I long for teaching you and having you be mine in every way or teasing and playing with you and discipline and teaching you how to please me more. If I did not want it I would not have risked bringing you into it the very night I also confessed my feelings. The problem is that I love you and I am not willing to five you up. Not for anything. I will never force you into anything. It has to be your decision and I will not blackmail you with saying it is this or nothing. Do I want you to be my submissive. Yes, more then I can say. Am I willing to lose you forever if you choose not to? No" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>23-01-2010, 17:46:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For someone who was generally a good listener, he wasn't paying attention to what she was saying. Sarah started to feel he was trying to talk her out of it for some reason, no, that didn't seem right either, maybe he had changed his mind?<br><br>"But, I'm saying yes. I'm saying I'm willing to try it, but I'm starting to feel like you're the one whose not really sure"<br><br>Sarah looked out the window of the car, this wasn't quite the way she envisioned this conversation to go, but then, when did things ever go the way that you envision them? She was still hopeful that they could make it work, or they would let it go and still be together, as long as they were, she would be happy.<br><br>"Why dint we discuss it further inside?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 15:33:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Getting out of the car he made a face of confusion. What was she not understanding? He was saying he loved her more then anything in the world. More then his own desires needs and feelings and she was still thinking he was confused. Maybe he was not making it clear what he was saying?<br><br>All of these thoughts rushed through his mind as he walked around the front of the car. Waving off thevalet he reached her door and opened it then offered his hand. As he helped her out of the car he again noticed her sexy legs and the soft sensual way that her body moved. She was a woman of the highest caliber and he was very proud tonight that shewas on his arm. Handing the valet his keys he then turned to face her. <br><br>"I guess I am just not as good with words as I would like to be" he said as he moved closer to her. The smile was back, he knew that talking had never been his strong suit and now it was failing him again. Putting his hands on her middle he slid them to her hips and then leaned in and kissed her. There was no hesitation like last night and there was no holding back on his part. The kiss was more demanding, but still very soft as he pulled her closer to him. <br><br>As the car pulled away from the curb he continued the kiss until they were alone on the sidewalk. Finally he pulled his lips from hers looked into her eyes and smiled "You are mine now. Shall we eat?" <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 16:00:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah's stomach jumped a bit with desire as he looked down at her, both words and eyes possessive, it wasn't the same jealous greedy type of possessiveness of those she'd dated in the past, no, this was so much more than that. She merely nodded when he asked if they should go and eat, for words were failing her just then, his kiss had left her breathless. <br><br>The restaurant was charming and intimate and they had a table towards the back in a corner that had some privacy to it. She again was charmed when he pulled the chair out for her. Rapidly she was getting used to it and knew she had been settling in the past, she never would again. She knew that people who saw them out together would view them as a father and daughter out to dinner, but she didn't care what people thought. There would be plenty enough gossip about the two of them in the small town, and she was determined to ignore it. <br><br>"I ha vent been here before, its very nice"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 17:36:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Settling down he took the wine menu and ordered a nice cabernet. The waiter was very gracious and even more impressed when he ordered the appetizer in Italian. Turning back to face her he smiled. "I usually get my meals to go. Eating alone in a place like this tends to draw a few looks" he says as the wine arrives. Agreeing to the taste the bottle was set down and the waiter poured them both a large glass. Looking at the menu's he made a few recommendations and then left the couple alone. <br><br>Watching the waiter leave he turned to her and let his eyes wander over her again. He could not take his eyes away. Her body was cool water and he was dying of thirst. "Did I mention" he said ignoring the menu and still looking at her "How truly amazing you look tonight?' <br><br>Soon the waiter returned and ordering their meals he then brought a tray of different foods for their starting course and Marcus begin to nibble "I am sorry for not standing on ceremony, but I barely ate today"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 18:00:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sitting back in her seat, she watched as he effortlessly ordered the wine and then their dinners in perfect Italian. She hadn't known he was fluent in another language and found she was rather impressed.<br><br>"You don't need to stand on ceremony with me, though really, you shouldn't be skipping meals like that, its just not healthy"<br><br>It was a little hypocritical she knew, as she often went without eating or eating anything healthy, but she was more concerned about his health than she was about her own. She was young and still felt that health risks didn't apply to her yet. Then she had a moment wondering why she was thinking about things like that when she was having dinner with a charming man who was not only intent on showing her a good time, but flattering her to boot? <br><br>Reaching over she took a few pieces of the appetizer that was brought out, thinking he'd made a good choice. <br><br>"Very good choice, its delicious"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 18:12:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well rest assured there are two things I know. One antiquities and two food" he said as he snapped in a nice stuffed mushroom and then winked at her. He was starting to relax more and soon he had finished a bit more of the wine. Standing up form his chair he moved it over closer to hers so he was not sitting across from her. He never gave a second thought to what anyone would say or think if they looked at them. He simply knew he wanted to be closer to her and he was tired of waiting for what he wanted. <br><br>Filling up her wine he then looked around and commented "It is not that far off you know. I think the owners have probably been to Italy" Pausing he turned to look at her "Sarah do you have your passport?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 18:35:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well she had always known his taste in antiquities to be exquisite, and so far she had no complaints about the food either. Not the wonderful meal she had cooked for her or the restaurant he'd chosen. She made a mental note to be careful, too much good food and she'd have to up her exercise routine. <br><br>"No, I never go anywhere so I didn't have a reason to get one"<br><br>Oh but she wanted to. She wanted to go everywhere and see everything. Everything that was outside of this small town. The thought occurred to her that as long as she was with Marcus, she would be tied to this place and her plans of picking up and leaving would be on hold, or off completely depending on how things worked out. It was worth it though, he was worth it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 18:46:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We need to get you one" he said without pausing. "I planned on us spending this Christmas in Rome and also there are several other places we will need to be visiting when you are not busy with school" <br><br>In honesty this plan had been in the works for years. He had faith that someday she would leave him. Not so much due to her being unhappy, but a desire for more. he had pushed for it actually. That was why he paid her much more then what he should have from the start. The original plan was to send her out and all over the world shopping and trading with the foreign countires. Now however he was hoping he would travel with her. It would mean hiring someone else for the store, but if things went the way he was hoping that would be needed anyways. <br><br>When the main course arrived he sampled it and then nodded to the waiter who smiled and then headed off. The meal was exquisite and smiling he enjoyed every bite more and more. "I think we will be needing to tend to that soon. There is a market in India that we should see about. I hear tell that its well worth the trip" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 19:04:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In the back of her mind she knew that talk of traveling together was moving things far too fast, but she found herself getting caught up in it all. She started eating the meal that was brought out while he&nbsp; talked about the plans&nbsp; that he wanted to make, trips to Rome and India. The fact that it was travel was amazing in itself, that she might get to go to these places with him, made it so much the better.<br><br>"You know, I could always take next semester off, its not like I'm taking a full schedule anyway, and then we wouldn't have to worry about that when it came to plan things"<br><br>Her mind was already going over all the different things she wanted to see, share with him, explore together. All the places that were not this dead end town. The semester would be over in a matter of a few months and then they could do as they pleased.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 19:11:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Setting down his fork he wiped his mouth and leaned back. "Well I do know Professor Johnson really well" he said referring to her world history professor "I think I could convince him that some trips abroad shopping for antiques would be worth a few credits. It might be even better because you could earn credits and get paid" he finished with a wink. <br><br>The waiter returned in the middle of the main course and paying special attention to her he inquired should they like the chocolate souffle. He informed her it would take at least thirty minutes to make so they liked to make certain the customer knew ahead of time. The waiter then turned to Marcus to inquire, but he raised his hands. "No your quite right. The lady is in charge of desert this evening. She will be deciding what I will will be having and" stopping he looked at her and then finished "when"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 19:28:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could have knocked her over with a feather when he said he would talk to the professor about her getting credit for being out of classes and traveling. She had mentioned it casually never thinking he would agree to her skipping a semester after he had pushed her so hard to register in the first place. Not that she was complaining, apparently there was a lot more to him that met the eyes and she was looking forward to discovering all of that. <br><br>She turned to the waiter and ordered the souffle, she doubted she'd have more than a bite, but she wanted to draw this evening out as long as she could. She was enjoying every moment of his company. Also in the back of her mind she was a little nervous about later in the evening. They hadn't done a thing the night before, only slept in each others arms, but she was certain he'd expect more tonight. She couldn't say she had any real objections, but, it made her nervous nonetheless.<br><br>"I'm having such a wonderful time, I thought you should know"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 19:39:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling he felt a ripple of pleasure roll throughhis body hearing her say that. "I am glad" he said in a quiet voice looking down. "You know Sarah I am not a fool. I know I am twice your age" he said toying with his wine glass stem. "I had thought about quite a bit while I kept my feelings to myself. Now though I hate to say that I do not care. If this is what we both want why should we not have it? Is there any reason why the two of us should not be happy just because of social norms?"<br><br>Still not looking at her he took a drink of the wine and then smiled "You know a thousand years ago, this would not be unheard of at all. Maybe once again we are stuck in the wrong place" Then looking at her he smiled "I guess I am saying that I am having a spectacular evening and I would not trade it for anything" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 19:45:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Reaching over she put her hand on top of his and gave it a squeeze. She looked down at their hands while he spoke listening to what he was saying, to what he wasn't saying.<br><br>"I never, never thought you a fool. And you may have already guessed, I don't much care what other people say or do. I've heard gossip about me and my family since I was little, it doesn't matter to me. If you're happy, and I'm happy, then whatever we do, is our business, to hell with the rest of them"<br><br>It was easy for her to say it, quite another to believe it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 20:02:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smirking he toyed with her hand and ran his fingers slowly over the back of it. Looking up at her he knew better. Her familyhad been made fun of and laughed at her entire life. The names he had her her mother referred to were not polite in social company. The worst part was the people who believed Sarah would be just like her. He had always bristled, but knew better then to raise his voice insisting quietly that she would be different. <br><br>Looking into her eyes he told her "I wish I was twenty years younger. We could have this night with the thought of the rest of our lives together" Swallowing down the lump that formed at that thought he then added "Maybe thats why I do not feel like wasting another moment" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 20:16:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're wrong, we have tonight and as long as we want ahead of us, our age difference shouldn't matter, should it? It doesn't to me"<br><br>The waiter cleared the table and when the souffle came out, Sarah found she had little appetite left, instead she chose to dip the spoon into the rich desert and feed a bite of it to Marcus. She was feeling a little playful, a little overwhelmed by the amount of feeling he had for her, it was so new she didn't know how to handle it.<br><br>"So now the question is, are you going to take me home, or back to your place?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 20:21:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Meeting her eyes he smiled. She was very sexy and she was being playfull. These were not things he was used to seeing with her, but this was the side of her he had imagined for long. The dessert any other time would be beyond spectacular, but now all he wanted to taste was her. <br><br>"A gentleman would tell you that the it was up to the lady" he said after swallowing. Leaning in closer to her he touched her hand and then met her eyes "Tonight I do not feel like being a gentleman. Come home with me Sarah. If age does not matter, then time should. We have both wasted far too much of it. Lets not let another night pass by" He wanted her. he wanted her desperatley and he made certain when he touched and looked at her that she could tell. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 20:32:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I never had much use for gentlemen anyway. Yes, I'd love to go home with you"<br><br>She leaned over and kissed him softly taking a small nip at his bottom lip before she sat back in her seat. The look in his eyes was mirrored in hers as well. She knew they had much to talk about still, everything he'd asked her to research, what it would mean for them going forward, but she also knew that neither of them would spend anymore time alone. It was such a warm feeling to know that he'd needed something as badly as she did, and if they could give it to each other, why should their ages matter in the least?<br><br>"I think we should go, don't you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 20:56:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beckoning for the check he quickly paid it in cash. Offering first his hand then his arm to her he could not have held his head higher as he walked form the place. Moving from the darkened dining room t the street he found the car had already been brought when he paid the bill. Smiling and intending to make certain he gives this place much more of his business he then opened her door. Sliding her into the car he thanked god that his place was closer then hers. He was fairly certain the ride would be torture now that he knew what they both wanted. <br><br>The drive he fought the urge to reach over to touch her exposed leg, but he could not take his eyes from it. More then once he had to focus on the road and tell himself he had to make it home. Pulling up behind the building he felt relief and then moved to the back door. Unlocking it and pulling her inside he figured his Patience had been tested enough. Once inside the building he moved to the bottom of the back stairs then spun her around pushing her to the wall. His pressed his lips over hers and opened his mouth. He wanted her and he could not wait one more second. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 21:18:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He surprised her, completely. The way he spun her around and pushed her against the wall, she hadn't thought he had&nbsp; that in him. Very pleasantly surprised, she thought, she was very pleasantly surprised. Her hands move up his chest with some urgency and she found herself slipping the buttons loose so she could feel his skin under her hands. <br><br>Between his kisses she could hardly catch her breath and Sarah found the lightheaded feeling to be intoxicating. She wasn't a virgin, nor was she the whore that people would have liked to peg her as, but never had she been with anyone who made her want this much. Some part of her wondered if they were going to go upstairs or be completely reckless and have each other right there.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 21:37:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands were on her hips and he moved them sliding her dress up so he could then move lower to touch her leg. His hand high on her hip when his lips left hers he hissed at the warmth of her body under his hand. Lips moving across her face he pressed firmly into her and arched her body to expose her neck. Soon his lips and mouth were devouring the soft white skin and he felt a deep growl within his chest as he reveled in the chest. <br><br>Finally pulling himself from her neck he bit his lower lip then looked at her. He said not a word as he let her off the wall, he simply guided her towards the stairs and started to walk her up them. As they climbed his hands slid along her bare back and then down to cup her ass and squeeze it. He moved like it was a dream and when he reached the door his shirt open his tie nearly undone he had to fumbled with his keys to find the way into his own home. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 23:43:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah wasn't sure where he got the willpower to pull himself away from her and stop in order to walk up the stairs. She herself wouldn't have been able to do so had he not guided her to the stairs. She loved the feel of his hand going down her back and ass and already knew she would love the feel of his hands on the rest of her body. Something she was very much looking forward to. <br><br>As the door finally opened and they walked inside, Sarah couldn't believe how nervous she was, her hands were actually sweating lightly. This wasn't some casual fling, or a boy who had such little experience he'd be happy just to get off, no, this was so very different, this meant something and it had her stomach in knots.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-01-2010, 23:57:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shutting and locking the door he turned to look at her. He felt like a lion tamer holding holding back a team. Looking at her he was tempted to throw her on the kitchen table and take her marking her as his, but instead he undid his tie's knot and walked to the bedroom. Leaving the door open behind him he pulled his jacket off and tossed it on the floor. Turning back to look at he he undid the rest of the buttons of his shirt. Pulling on the white dress top he pulled it clean and then tossed it aside as well. He was well built, not rippled, but he tried very hard to stay in shape. <br><br>Smiling at her he folded his arms over his chest "Your turn" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 00:15:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I suppose fair is fair"<br><br>Her dress was on in two parts, the top and the skirt with little straps that connected the two leaving her stomach and back bare. She slowly unhooked each of the sides and lifted the top up over her head, letting it fall to the floor just in back of of her. <br><br>She walked over to him&nbsp; and leaned up, kissing him again, not with the intensity he had kissed her, just a light, soft kiss before she took a few steps back again. <br><br>"Better?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 00:27:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Biting the inside of his cheek he fought the urge to leap upon her. Instead he groaned in a long low tone. The battle was a hard fought one and then she kissed him. It was like she knew what she could do that would set him off. The ease in which she moved and the tone of her voice slow and smooth. Damn he was not able to fight it. <br><br>When she stepped back he reached out and grabbed her hip. "Much, but I think game time is over" he said. His kiss was deep again and claiming. This time there would be not stopping is skin was on fire and he was more aroused then he had been in his life. His mouth explored hers with passion and he no longer tried to stop himself. Moving her around he soon had her back to the bed and with his hands was laying her down softly while climbing on top of her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 01:22:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One moment she was losing herself deep in a kiss and when she came up for air she was laying down on the bed with him on&nbsp; top of her. Her head was spinning and she was filled a sense of excitement she'd never felt. Her hands went to his waist and started to undo his belt and buttons on his pants, she had never wanted something or someone as much as she wanted Marcus right then and there. Once she had it open, she pushed them down with a little maneuvering on his part, pushed them off of the bed. She grinned up at him for a moment.<br><br>"Your turn"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 01:36:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grinning he kissed on the side of her neck suckling softly. His hands slid down her body along her sides until he reached the bottom of her dress. Taking his time to search for the zipper he slowly let it drop and then he pulled back form her neck. Sliding her dress down he then reached down under her ass and lifted her ass up enough to get it off. Dropping it down on the floor beside his pants he slid his hands over her bared thighs. Her skin was so very soft and warm that again a small groan came from him. <br><br>"Your turn" he whispered as he leaned down and kissed the top of her chest over her breasts. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 01:59:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah wasn't wearing much else, a bra didn't go with the dress and her figure was strong enough that she didn't need one anyway. All that she still had one was a small thong that matched her dress. She eased her hands down and hooked her fingers into the waistband sliding them down over her hips and used her legs and foot to kick them off of the bed. <br><br>"your turn"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 02:20:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Flipping her over easily onto the bed he was suddenly on top of her. Leaning up straight he then stood and removed his boxers. Now for the first time there was nothing between them. Leaning back down over her he placed his hands on either side of her body. He was so very done with talking as his lips found hers again. Gentler this time he pushed with his lips to ease her back onto the bed. His hand slid up her side and he propped himself up with the other. Naked flesh touched naked flesh as he moved up her body taking time to savor the sensations. Soon his shaft was rubbing against her sex and he was moving slowly back and forth. Her body was slick and he groaned against her lips at the sensation. Not knowing if she would be ready he eased his hips back and waited as he moved around to look into her eyes and broke their kiss. <br><br>Pausing he searched her face to know if she was truly ready for him to be inside her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 02:46:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was impressed by his body, how toned it was, she hated that the words 'at his age' popped into her mind, wasn't she the one who said that didn't matter? And she'd meant it too, she was just surprised. She pulled him in closer to her and wrapped one of her legs around his waist pulling him as close to her as possible, urging him inside of her. <br><br>"I don't think I've ever wanted anyone the way I want you" she whispered between kisses, her hands ruining over his back and pulling him in. Was this was being with someone you loved was like? It was a new experience for her, and one she hoped to get very, very used to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 03:02:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Licking his lips he listened to her, but even though she had wrapped her leg over him he was pushing in very slowly. He just slowly rolled his hips down towards her until he after minutes of mind numbing pleasure and torture he had himself fully inside of her. Once there he breathed slowly and just held himself there buried inside of her tight body and enjoying being one. <br><br>Then he could not stop himself any longer. Slowly pulling back he started to pump his hips to meet hers. The thrusts were not hard, but each one he pulled more out and pushed back in to the hilt. Soon he was at a steady rhythm of taking her body. Pulling back he focused on more leverage as he looked down at her. He was plunging in and out of her at a fairly rapid pace now and not wanting to do more except go faster and bring her more pleasure. <br><br>Leaning down he slid his hands under her back and arched her body to enjoy the sight of her body offered up to him and then leaned back on his knees pulling her body harder against his. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 03:21:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasped lightly when he entered her, so much about this had been built up in her mind since the night before that she wondered if it would be a let down when they finally did, but it wasn't, not even a bit. She moved her hips slightly with his as he started going in and out of her. <br><br>His arms around her waist holding her back up was exciting, she felt like a pliable feather in his hands, moving where he wanted her and how he wanted her. She felt pleasure coursing through her from her head to her toes and back up again. No one had ever been so satisfying before. No, she shouldn't compare him to anyone else, she thought. When he pulled her up to him, in something of a whisper and a moan she said his name, it was all she could say.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 03:43:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could not remember ever being so hard. Her body was tight and hot and when she said his name he had to bite her shoulder softly in response. Pulling her body harder against his he held her there and ground on his body against hers. "God" he managed to mumble against her skin. He was not sure if he was was praying for this to never end or cursing him for not having realized this pleasure sooner in his life. <br><br>Soon he knew he would not be able to keep it up for much longer. His body was covered in sweat and he had delayed his pleasure time and again. There was no stopping what was going to happen, but he wanted more he wanted to be closer to her. Rocking to his knees he sat up straight and then pulled her up to face him. Helping her body to move only slightly on his shaft he looked into her eyes and whispered his love as he felt the first pulse of his seed shoot into her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 05:10:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had this way of building her up and bringing her down so by the time she reached her own climax, only moments before she felt him fill her, it was the most incredible sensation she'd ever experienced. She all but collapsed on the bed, while she should have been exhausted, she felt exhilarated. Lovingly, she looked up into his eyes and her hand stroked his cheek. They had waited so long for this she thought, wasted so much time, now they had so much time ahead of them and things were never going to be quite the same again, but better, so much better, she just knew it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 17:04:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Meeting her eyes and watching her he tried to calm his racing heart. She was amazing. The sounds she made when he was inside her were probably the most erotic thing he had ever experienced. He could still feel the way her hands had held down his back and the smoothness of her legs wrapped around him. Looking down at her he replayed the experience again before leaning down to kiss her cheek and press his face to hers. <br><br>"Thank you Sarah" he whispered. "I do not think I have ever felt so alive" he said and then rolled to his back beside her closing his eyes happily. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 17:21:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah found she couldn't find the words to express what she was feeling, instead when he rolled off of her she turned on to her side and moved in close to him so she was pressed up against his side. She wanted that contact, she wanted to feel the heat from his body against hers. This was usually the part of the night where she either got dressed and left or kicked the guy out, but she was staying the night, she had no desire to leave, no feeling that things were getting too close, for she didn't think it was possible. <br><br>Looking over at him she wondered if he was falling asleep. She brought her head up and put it on his chest to rest and draped her arm over his stomach. If he was, she would be happy to stay as they were all night, though it was a little earlier than she usually went down for the night, she'd lay there and just enjoy the feel of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 19:25:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feeling of her warm sexy body pressed against him was having a continuing effect. He had not thought that he would still be aroused after such an escapade, but there she was was. Hot and sexy pressed up against him and she was causing his heart to continue to race. Then her hand and arm went across his body and he felt the warmth spread down lower. <br><br>Rising erect again slowly he rolled onto his side to face her. His lips found her kissing softly and then he slid his hand down lower to her hip. Pulling her leg up over him he pressed forward and moaned gently against her mouth. "Sarah" he mumbled as his lips moved to her ear nibbling gently "again" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 20:47:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah was blown away, she honestly didn't think that he would have the energy for anything more, but she was certainly not going to complain. They fit together so perfectly, that was the first thought she had. This time they were slower, the urgency from earlier wasn't there now, and they could and would just enjoy each other. <br>Her fingers dug deep into his back, pinching and kneading his flesh. She couldn't seem to get enough of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>25-01-2010, 22:33:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His thrusts were slow and deliberate. He was taking his time letting him feel her body completely this time. None of the urgent need and desire was there, this was a slow burning flame that kept burning long into the night. After some time he moved gently to get behind her. He pushed himself into her and pressed his body down at the same time. Moving his hips gently he slid his hands around her middle and arched her body up to him even more. <br><br>Finally he felt his second orgasm come and spill out of him and into her body. Shivering and clenching he spilled his seed into her again filling her up. Moving slowly when he had finished he pulled the covers over the top of them. Holding her body close his arm over her and not moving his breathing started to slow and then he drifted off quickly to sleep completely sated. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 00:01:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah laid there and watched him sleep with a million thoughts running through her mind, the first being, she would have to go home in the morning to get clothes as all she'd worn here was that dress that was laying somewhere on the floor. Then the thought hit her that if she left his place in broad daylight dressed like that, well it didn't take her long to know what people would be whispering about. That she was sleeping with him to keep her job, afterall, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree right? <br><br>Around four in the morning she slunk out of bed, grabbed her dress and put her clothes back on. She was sure he wouldn't mind that she borrowed one of his windbreakers from the closet and started the walk back to her place. It took her nearly an hour to get there as her shoes were not appropriate for walking in and when she took them off, she had to be careful where and how she stepped. It occurred to her while she was taking a shower when she got home that she'd forgotten to leave him a note or anything, well she was supposed to open the store today, so she knew she'd see him in a few hours and she'd explain everything then. In the meantime, she needed to get a little rest, though, she was still feeling quite good from their night together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 00:42:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His sleep was deep and restfull. It was unusual for him to sleep through the night without waking up, but by the time he woke up he felt great. Stretching in his bed before opening his eyes he smelled her scent all over the sheets. Smiling he opened his eyes and then blinked looking around. <br><br>Maybe she was in the shower or something he thought as he rose up out of the bed. Checking the bathroom he again did not find her and after a quick search he had determined she was gone. Rubbing his forehead on the back of his hand he felt a strange feeling inside of him rise up quickly. <br><br>Anger. Anger at Sarah. <br><br>How could she just leave? Was she afraid to tell him that she was not returning his feelings? Did last night not mean as much to her as he hoped it would? What was he supposed to think? She was slated to open the store this morning, but again he was not sure if she would even be in. Looking at the clock he turned and went back into the bedroom. A quick shower and dressed later he went downstairs to the store. <br><br>Not certain what he was going to say when he saw her he opened the store early and walked over to grab the paper. Coming back to the shop he sat in his office and started to go through it trying to cling to his routine. Every ounce of him wanted to find her and ask her why she had left him, but as a man who was used to denying his own feelings he focused on his routine. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 00:55:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Knowing he probably overslept and didn't eat anything, Sarah stopped on her way into the store to get coffee and bagels from them at the local diner. She was running ahead of schedule anyway and showed up at the shop in plenty of time to open. She was surprised to find that the door was unlocked and the open sign was on. Did she get her schedule mixed up? No, it was Saturday, she always opened on Saturdays. She'd asked for it that way so she could go out on Saturday nights and the store was closed on Sundays. Did he think she wasn't going to come in because they had such a late night? Well, no time like the present to find out.<br><br>She walked in and put her bag down behind the counter and walked back to his office. She knocked once and entered putting the coffee and food down on the desk. She walked around towards his chair to kiss him goodmorning, it was something she had been looking forward to since she left, but something in his eyes, on his face stopped her before she could.<br><br>"What is it? whats wrong?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 01:02:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing her come in ahead of time he did not look up and instead kept his face buried in the paper. When the office door opened he did look up and kept the paper in his hands. She seemed chipper this morning and almost a skip in her step. If she was feeling badly about last night she was not showing it. <br><br>Leaning forward in his chair he folded the paper and then looked up at her. "Why did you leave Sarah?" he said very calmly as he sat there waiting for an answer that he hoped would make him happy. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 01:10:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sorry I should have left a note but I didn't think of it until I was halfway home. I left early so I could go home and change, I couldn't very well come to work in what I wore to dinner last night, and you looked so peaceful I didn't have the heart to wake you" <br><br>It was all true what she said, it wasn't the entire truth, not wanting to be seen by the townspeople leaving the way she was dressed at the early hours of morning, he didn't need to know about that. It occurred to her then that he had automatically thought the worst, she couldn't really blame him she guessed, but he should have known her better. Rather than dwell on it, as she preferred to only focus on the positive and ignore anything unpleasant, she pulled the coffee and bagels from the bag and put one in front of him.<br><br>"I figured you probably didn't eat breakfast, so I stopped and got you something"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 01:21:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rubbing his hands together he pointed to the seat across from him. "Sit down Sarah" he said calmly. <br><br>This was it. She did something that he did not approve of. The discussion they had was clearly about moments like this. She should have woke him. He would have still been upset had she left him a note. She had walked home at that time of the morning and she knew it was dangerous, let alone cold and lonely. <br><br>Unfolding his hands he sat up straight in his chair. "I would have driven you. I should have driven you. You are no longer an independent spirit flitting through life. We are in this together and since our discussion last night I would think it would be clear to you that I have taken on your life as my responsibility. You make a mistake and I think its something we need to correct. Do you agree?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 01:38:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sitting down across from him, Sarah took a sip of her coffee while he spoke. She wasn't really sure she understood why he was upset, no one got that upset over a forgotten note. Then she thought back to what they had talked about, about what she'd read on-line about, and it made a little more sense, though, she still wasn't quite clear as to what part of it upset him. That she'd left, or that she'd forgotten to leave a note. She didn't feel like playing a guessing game, and he was too important to her to play games, so she would ask, though she had nervous feeling in the pit of her stomach from how he was looking at her. <br><br>"I agree that I should have at the very least left you a note. I didn't know you'd want me to wake you up so you could drive me home, I'm sorry"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 02:10:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding he a twinge of a smile came across his face. Stopping himself he sniffed to get under control then nodded. "Apology accepted. I would note that you should have known that I would not have wanted you to walk home. I never have in the past and I do not even more so now"<br><br>Picking up the coffee he drank from it and smiled. "The question is Sarah are you ready to pay the price so that we can ensure this does not happen in the future?" he said as he set down the cup and pulled out a bagel to snack on. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 02:24:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could refuse, she could say no and tell him what she wanted was just a normal relationship. He said he would respect that if she said it, as long as he didn't lose her. What though, would it say about her character if she did that simply because she didn't want to face something that might potentially be unpleasant? It would say she was a lot like her mother and she just wasn't that person. She was holding her coffee cup in both hands thought it was on the table, her eyes were fixed on it.<br><br>"yes sir, I am" <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 02:48:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Excellent" he said immediately after she spoke showing just how happy he was. Standing up from behind the desk he turned away to hide the fact he should be so pleased with her response, but he was. <br><br>Thinking he took a breath to calm himself then turned back to face her. "It will take some time and I am guessing you will be a bit sore afterwards. Do you have anything else planned for today?" he asked all the questions as he reached down and then took a long drink of the coffee suddenly feeling very energetic. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 02:59:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She started to speak once or twice but words failed her at first. Her nerves only increased at his words and she was starting to wonder if she'd made a mistake in agreeing to this. But she knew no one else had ever loved her the way he did. She could feel it coming off of him in waves, so she wouldn't back down now, she wouldn't risk a moment with him. <br><br>"Just the shop, I umm, well I had a date planned from last week for tonight, but given the last couple of days, I canceled that this morning"<br><br>She glanced up at him for a second before looking back at the mostly untouched coffee. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 03:13:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moving around the desk he sat on it in front of her and then raised an eyebrow "Well thank you for that I suppose" he said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. <br><br>Taking another drink of his coffee he watched her with interest. She was nervous and he was not used to seeing her this way. She seemed to always take things in stride, but this was giving her pause. To tell the truth he liked that. It meant she was truly willing to do something that was unknown and exciting. <br><br>"We have some work to get done today, but I think we will close early today" taking a bite of the bagel and chewing it he moved around his desk and sat down "The first thing we will do after that is go to your place and get you some clothes. I would like for my girlfriend to spend that night all night tonight" Looking up at her he then asked "If you do not mind that is" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 03:26:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd like that, very much"<br><br>While her stomach was still in knots, and likely would be most of the day, she refused to let what might come later get between them right now. Tentatively she got up from her seat and walked over to him. She only hesitated for a moment before she leaned in and kissed him. She sat down on his lap and hugged him as well. <br><br>"If you still want me to that is"<br><br>She nuzzled her head into his neck before resting it on his chest. She knew there was plenty of work to do to keep them both busy and occupied throughout the day, and Saturdays were usually her fully day anyway, so she wanted, no, she needed the last private time they had together before they started to work to be something pleasant, something warm. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 03:36:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Setting down his coffee he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up more into him. She was so soft and warm and he could tell she just wanted to be close. He did also. Truth be told he was probably just as nervous as she was as he had no idea what he was going to do this afternoon. <br><br>Sighing out he enjoyed the soft feeling of her before tilting her head up and leaning in to kiss her. Her lips were still so soft under his and he held it there lingering so he could show her he still cared so very much. When his lips finally left her he squeezed her gently. <br><br>"Good Morning" he said to her and brushed the hair from her face and kissed her cheek. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 03:44:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After sitting in his arms for a while, Sarah was anything but ready to get to work, but, the store was open and she had a mountain of orders to process since she had been given the day off the day before. If she didn't input them into the computer, they didn't get done. Before she had come to work there, he'd been doing all of his shipping orders by phone, fax and hand written logs. She had seen it as her duty to drag him kicking and screaming into the new millennium. <br><br>There were two customers during the day she had the distinct urge to bodily throw out when she heard them talking about Sarah and Marcus who had been seen sharing an intimate dinner the night before. Damn gossips, didn't they have anything better to do with their times? Anything more in their lives? <br><br>She was too busy most of the day to think about the evening and what might happen, as nervous as she was about it, she&nbsp; refused to let it dominate her thoughts. Marcus loved her, of that she was certain, whatever happened, he did because he loved her, she had to believe that. Before she knew it, she saw Marcus turn over the closed sign on the door. Had most of the day really passed so quickly? 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 03:54:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had to think time and again about keeping the store open. There were many time he had wanted to flip the sign and even once he had considered bending her over the front counter of his store. When that thought flashed into his head he ahd actually dropped the tools he was working with and needed a moment to recover. <br><br>Soon enough though he moved to the front and three hours early flipped the sign for the store. He had his keys in his hand as he moved over to the front counter. Looking at her across it he let her finish her order on the computer then rattled his keys. <br><br>"Shall we go pack you a bag? I think we should also pick up a few things. It could be a long night" he was being playfull when he talked and there was something in his eye and smile that showed he was excited. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 04:06:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If there are things you need to pick up, maybe I should go myself to pick up my things and meet you back here"<br><br>Her mother would be home right about now and the last thing she wanted was a confrontation there. She had never once tried to hide the fact that she thought Sarah was an idiot for working for Marcus and if she knew that they were together now she'd never hear the end of it. It was a complication she didn't need in her life just now. And more than anything, she didn't want anything or anyone to spoil or try to ruin what she had only just found with him. While she may not be looking forward to what was to come, she had to respect that he was someone true to their word, she'd made a mistake, it would be over after this.<br><br>"It might be simpler that way, is that alright?"<br><br>She hoped that he wouldn't take it as a sign of her blowing him off or trying to spend time away from him. The store was closed the next day and she hoped they would have all night and all day the next day together. If he let her, she would bring over a few things to keep there for&nbsp; those unexpected nights when she stayed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 04:36:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thinking for a moment he realized she must have a reason. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out the hold pocketwatch and checked the time. He would need to prepare and she was obviously wanting to keep things simple. <br><br>Nodding he snapped the watch shut. "Sounds fine with me. I will arrange for dinner for us as well. Anything your craving?" he asked as he walked around the counter and took her hand walking for the back door. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 05:05:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled up at him for not giving her a hard time about it. This would make things go much smoother. If she went home alone and packed a small overnight bag, her mother wouldn't say a word, but if she came home with Marcus, well then fireworks would have been sure to follow. She really did need to think about getting her own place.<br><br>"Not really, no, I'm sure whatever you get will be fine. It wont take me too long to put some things together either"<br><br>Walking up to him, she gave him a quick kiss before heading out the door, turning around to come back in and grab her bag, and leave again. She'd leave her head behind she thought, if it wasn't attached.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 05:24:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching her grab the bag he waited until she headed out the door again and he grabbed her hip and pulled her over for a kiss on her lips. Returning her wink he then walked to her car with her and held her door open. Once she was settled in he told her he would see her soon and watched her drive away. Moving to his car he started it up and drove to the local hardware.<br><br>Nodding to the owner he picked up a few key items for things he might need or things that he had heard he could use. He was not certain if he would ever even use any of these things, but he was always prepared. He did already have a few key items, but he wanted more. She had fired something within him and all day he had pictured her in different positions helpless and needing him<br><br>When he checked out he had to shake his head because he was lost in his erotic thought of her again. Heading out the door he then went to the Chinese place next door and felt like he ordered one of everything on the menu. Having gathered quite a selection he then drove back to the shop and carried all his purchases upstairs. Taking the box form the hardware up to the attic room he then put the food away for later and looked at his watch. He thought it would take longer and wondered how long she would be. Deciding to busy himself he went upstairs and began to take the fresh white cotton rope he had bought and cut it into usable segments. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 16:17:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Back at her house Sarah packed a bag, though she packed a bit more than just things for overnight. Just in case, she wanted to make sure that she had enough clothes for a day or two, not that she expected to stay that long, but she wanted to be prepared. <br><br>When she got back to the shop she walked upstairs towards his apartment reaching for the door knob, for a moment she wondered if she should knock first. She decided she never had before so why would she start now, instead though, she knocked and then just walked in. The smell of the Chinese food was the first thing she noticed as she entered putting her bag down by the door. She didn't see him right away so walked back to the bedroom to see if he was there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 16:49:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he coiled the rope he begin to think about what he should be doing to educate her. This was an exciting step for both of them and he wanted it to go well. As he wound up the last of the rope and stacked it in the small wooden box he felt a lightbulb suddenly turn on. Smiling he formed a plan in his head. <br><br>Walking downstairs he noticed her walking in his apartment by the sounds of it. Moving quickly he selected a nice gift box and then moved back upstairs to collect the item he needed. Having selected the correct one carefully he then came back to his apartment. Walking in silently he slipped the box onto the table in the kitchen and then walked to the door to his bedroom. <br><br>He watched her carefully and then smiling "You do not need to worry. I do not have any more secrets from you. I want you to feel like this could be your second home."<br><br>Drawing a breath he then asked her "Shall we wait for a bit or are you prepared to start your punishment now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 17:25:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled when he said she could view this as a second home and figured he'd say that now until she started leaving things there. Nothing in her experience scared a man more than leaving various items on the bathroom counters or in the dresser drawers. It was a space invasion from their point of view. But then she had to remember that Marcus was not like other men she knew, he was more settled and knew what he wanted. He wouldn't say it if he didn't really mean it.<br><br>Her stomach dropped just a bit at his words. She had managed to push it out of her mind long enough to gather her things and drive back, but, she knew she couldn't do that forever. <br><br>"I think I'd rather get it over with now, so we can put it behind us"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 17:45:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding his head he walked over and kissed her cheek. "Good girl" he said and then turned back to the kitchen. "I left what your going to wear on the table. Please put it on then join me upstairs when your ready" <br><br>He walked with confidence and headed for the door. He already started to feel aroused just at the way he was acting and as he shut the door behind him he wondered how long it would take her to join him. Climbing the stairs he would give her all the time she needed to come to him. He could wait as long as it took for his fantasy to be a reality. <br><br>Inside the white box on the tabletop was an old whalebone laced corset. It was refurnished recently by a local dressmaker and now was valued at quite a large amount. It was her size, but it would be tight to say the least. He did not even know if she would be able to put it on properly, but he hoped she would try. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 18:19:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched him leave, a little confused for she couldn't imagine what he would have her wear for this. Though, she also had no idea what he intended to do to her, all he'd told her was she might be sore afterwards which was suddenly playing over in her mind again. <br><br>She walked to the kitchen and looked at what he'd left for her. Her first thought was, what the hell is this? After a minute or two of looking it over she knew it was a corset, a very heavy one at that, not the cheap wire made ones they sell in lingerie stores. Was she supposed to put this on and nothing else? She sat down at the table and looked at it for several minutes trying to figure out how exactly she was supposed to put this on herself. It was the kind that hooked in the front, but there was no way she could lace up or tie the back by herself. <br><br>Another short while passed before she got up from the kitchen table and walked back to the bedroom with the corset in hand. She certainly wasn't about to change in the kitchen, and his room had a stand alone floor length mirror that would help her figure out how to wear it.<br><br>She struggled with it for a good twenty minutes. It was tighter than she thought it would be and had to loosen the laces several times before she was able to get the front closed. The back of it, she'd tried to pull the strings but it was too hard to reach back and do so, so she loosely tied them as best she could. She felt somewhat ridiculous in the getup, but, she wasn't in a position to argue, so she headed upstairs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 20:38:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sitting comfortably on the lounge couch he had his pocket watch out. Watching the moments ticking by he was worried she would not be able to figure it out, but she was a smart girl. Smirking he decided that she no matter what she would be able to piece it all together. <br><br>When he heard her on the stairs he snapped the phone shut. When she walked into view he stood up with a smile and straightened his jacket. Clearing his throat he noticed it was not totally correct, but she was still undeniably sexy in it. Walking closer her reached out and took her hands in his. Raising them to his lips he kissed the backs of them softly once each. <br><br>Looking into her eyes he quietly told her "If anything I am about to do gets to be too much then I want you say the word jellybeans. You say that and everything stops" Lowering her hands he then folded his arms across his chest. "Are you ready to begin?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 21:05:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His soft kiss to her hands helped to ease some of the tension she was feeling. She wanted to take a few deep breaths but found it difficult with the corset. She felt very exposed in it as well, and she assumed that was part of the point of it. <br><br>She smiled a bit when he told her what to say if things got to be too much. She'd read all about that on the internet the other day, though she'd be very surprised if she had to use it. She trusted this man completely, she always had, he wouldn't ever do anything that would really hurt her. <br><br>Sarah had to remind herself of that when he dropped her hands and asked her if she was ready to begin. She wasn't of course, but she also didn't want to put it off and having it hanging over her head either.<br><br>"yes sir" <br><br>It was barely above a whisper, but, she was as ready as she was going to be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 21:23:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Walking her across the room her brought her to stand under a hanging bar. It was obvious he had placed it there and taking her hands he guided them up to grasp the bar forcing her to stand up on her tip toes. "Do not let go" he told her. <br><br>Walking across the room he gathered two small coils of the the rope he had been working with earlier. Returning to her he soon had secured her hands to the wooden rod. Her arms were spread apart about at her shoulders and the ropes held them securely. He tried not to look at her as he worked, but he could not help himself. The way she was standing was causing her legs to look so very sexy.<br><br>Breathing out slowly he walked to a small chest and pulled out a leather flogger. Walking back across the room he held it so she could see it. "Sarah" he said quietly and met her eyes. "I want you to tell me how many hours you were away from me without telling me why" <br><br>Keeping his eyes on hers there was a change in him. He was powerful and with his voice he was making it clear that what he was doing was not only turning him on, but he felt it was what he wanted. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 21:42:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah did as she was told and held on to the wooden bar that was hanging from the ceiling. When he tied her wrists to it, she held on with what seemed to be a vice like grip. The ropes didn't pinch or hurt, they felt secure but not uncomfortable. She turned her head to see where he was going when he was done and her eyes went wide when she saw what he was holding. She'd seen pictures of it on the computer when she was doing the research. Her mouth went completely dry and when he asked her how many hours she had been gone she seemed to have forgotten how to add. Her mind went completely blank for several minutes while she just looked at him and tried to remember how to count. She'd left sometime around four and the shop opened at ten. Why couldn't she remember how to add? Finally she closed her eyes and forced herself to breath and relax.<br><br>"six"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 21:51:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding his head he walked around her slowly circling like a a shark. "I see. For each hour you were gone without permission I am going to give you a lash from this. You will count them out as I give them to you" <br><br>Looking at her back he realized the laces were much loser then they should have been. Moving the flogger he used the handle to press at her back. "This is loose" he noted and then walked up closer. "This will not do at all" he muttered as he reached out and while holding the flogger tried to fix the knots. Realizing there was no way with his hands full he turned to put the flogger on the table and stopped. <br><br>Raising his head he walked around in front of her and held out the leather covered handle. "Open. I want you to hold this with your teeth while I tighten your corset. If you drop it I will add another to your count of six"<br><br>He was in a zone he had never been before and it felt great. He was totally in control and he liked it more then he could say. Waiting for her to respond he pressed the handle up closer to her lips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 22:10:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There were so many emotions flowing through her just then. If you had told her a week ago that she would have ever let anyone tie her up like this with the purpose of striking her as punishment, she would have called them insane. But here she was, and while she was a little afraid of how this was going to feel, or how much it was going to hurt, she wasn't scared at all of the man in front of her. <br><br>This was a side of him she'd never seen before. She had to admit she liked it, a lot. He seemed so focused and in control. While she hadn't seen her going home early as being gone without permission, for they had never discussed anything in terms of what he would fully expect from her, she liked the idea of being accountable to someone, no, not someone, him. It could only be him. <br><br>She opened her mouth and held the flogger with her teeth, but it was difficult as it was a little heavy from the other side. She felt his hands go to the laces on her back, she hadn't been at all prepared for how tight it would feel and before she realized she'd done so, she gasped from it, the flogger falling to the ground. <em>Shit,</em> she thought.<br><br>"I...I'm sorry, I didn't know that was going to be so tight"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 22:24:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he pulled the strings he heard the flogger clatter to the floor. Sighing loudly he did not say a word choosing instead to focus on tightening the laces. Making certain the corset was now secured fully he tightened the laces in the back holding it there. He did not say a word as he walked around her then taking in her body snugly inside the corset and he smiled. <br><br>He had chosen well. With her body so tightly squeezed into the corset he could see her practically spilling out all over the place. Keeping her standing her high up on her toes he smiled and took his time enjoying every inch of her stretched body. Still fighting the urge to touch her he kneeled down slowly and picked up the flogger. <br><br>Standing up to face her he held the flogger and looked into her eyes. Holding her faze fiercely he narrowed his eyes and brought the handle up under her chin. "Seven and you will count every one clearly" he said holding her gaze with his cool eyes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 22:55:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He hadn't said a thing, just continued on tightening the laces. It was an incredibly odd sensation being tied into the corset. She felt as if she'd been cocooned inside of a really tight blanket. Breathing deeply was difficult at best and she wondered how people wore these for extended periods of time. A random thought passed through her mind that this might be why women in the 1800's were always fainting. <br><br>All her thoughts went back on to Marcus and what was about to happen when he stopped in front of her. His eyes were a little colder than normal and she couldn't help but wonder if that was how he was preparing as well.&nbsp; She tried to brace herself, but it was hard as she had never been struck before in her life, and didn't know what to expect. <br><br>Sarah tensed up when he moved behind her and while pain was not the first thing that registered in her mind when he brought it down, shock was. She didn't make a pained sound but rather gasped taking in a lot of air. It wasn't as hard as she feared it might have been, but left behind a sting that she would remember, she thought. She almost forgot about the counting. She exhaled almost as deeply as he had inhaled. "one"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 23:06:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After bringing it down across her ass for the first time he fought the shiver of pleasure that went through him. She had taken it in stride and had not even cried out in pain. The flogger was chosen because of its spreading out of the hit area. It would give her pain for certain, but mostly a nice sting followed by a burning sensation. Hearing her count off he smiled because she had listened so well. <br><br>Spinning the flogger he soon rained down each blow onto her ass until he reached five and then he stopped. Pausing he kneeled down behind her. Looking at her creamy milky thighs he then raised the flogger and with a flick of his wrist lashed the inside of her right thigh. Then without pausing to hear her count he flicked the leather straps across the inside of her left thigh. <br><br>Standing up he breathed in deep and walked calmly back to the box he had gotten the flogger from originally. Placing it back inside he closed the lid and then walked back over to stand in front of her. Crossing his arms behind his back he stood quietly a moment then in a firm voice he asked her "What did you learn Sarah?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 23:17:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah desperately wanted to take this stoically, but it became harder with each one. By the fourth she had resorted to a tightlipped moan, and tried to make sure she didn't miss counting any of them. She was certain if she did, he would have added extras on and she didn't want that, more so, she didn't want him to think she wasn't taking it seriously. <br><br>As much as she tried, she had not been at all prepared for the lashes that hit her thighs where the skin was much more sensitive and tender. She couldn't stop herself from small cries of pain, the second one bringing tears to her eyes, though she blinked them back before they could fall. She already knew she would try her hardest to avoid punishment in the future. When her breathing got back under control a minute later, she answered his question.<br><br>"that you....that you always want to know where I am"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 23:37:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Keeping his gaze leveled on her he licked his lips. She had done well. Very well for her first time. Noting that she had indeed learned her lesson he began to untie her wrists. Taking his time and then rubbing them he let her arms drop down and hang after undoing them. When he had her freed he then walked her gently to the large couch he had been lounging on earlier and sat her down. <br><br>"Very good Sarah" he said as he stroked her face gently. "You did well and you took your punishment without complaint. Now you will earn your reward." When he finished speaking he leaned down and kissed her lips softly. Reaching out he began to touch her running his hands along her legs softly and slowly. Then his fingers moved over the heated skin of her inner thighs. <br><br>Moving up further he leaned her back onto the couch and moved his head to kiss her knee. Then he moved up further and kissed her inner thigh where he had struck her taking time to drag his tongue over the heated flesh. Then his mouth dipped down lower and he kissed her soft mound. His tongue coming out he ran it up and down the outside lips of her sex tasting her for the first time with a groan. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 01:39:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah was relieved when he started unfastening her hands and let them drop to her sides and she didn't protest at all as he led her over to the couch, though she winced noticeably as her skin touched the fabric of the couch. The fact that the way he was looking at her now with approval and love in his eyes, it made her swallow any feeling of self pity she had from what he'd done. <br><br>The way he was kissing her thigh sent small shivers up her spine, and she hadn't expected him to move to where he did. No one had ever done that to her before. Leaning back on the couch, she couldn't help but sigh and moan in pleasure. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 01:47:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The longing he had to taste her had lasted for some time and now that she had performed so well with her punishment and wearing what she was he wanted to show how much her trust meant. He told himself that, but the truth was he was being selfish. Once he tasted her he could not stop and soon his tongue had spread her lips apart and he delved deeper. <br><br>His lips found her clit and he kissed the tiny nub before using his tongue to flick it gently back and forth. Pushing his hands on her thigh he spread her open more and laid his tongue flat running it up and down her slit. Her sex was hot and he groaned at the taste of her. He wanted more. He wanted to take his time and make her cum using nothing but his tongue, but again he was selfish. <br><br>Sitting up he quickly pulled his shirt off and then stood to remove his slacks. He had to have her. He had to take her now and be inside of her. That was his consuming thought as he stripped quickly beside her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 02:02:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had a hard time keeping up with him. One minute she was enjoying the most incredible feeling she had ever experienced, and then just like that, he stopped. He had built her up to the point where she was practically writhing on the couch, and he stopped. <br><br>When she opened her eyes to look at him, she saw that he was undressing. That at least, meant he&nbsp; wasn't just going&nbsp; to leave her like that, no, that would be cruel and he wasn't cruel. When he turned back towards her sans clothing, she reached up and grabbed him by the shoulders pulling him down on top of her. As much as he wanted to be inside of her, she wanted him there as well. She needed to be that close to him again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 02:09:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Unable and unwilling to resist her pull he fell on her and between her legs quickly. Sliding his legs along hers he moved the head of his shaft to her entrance and then inside of her with one smooth thrust. Taking her leg he held it up in front of him and pushed himself into her about halfway. Unlike last time though he did not wait at all. His hips started pumping pushing back and forth out of her quickly. <br><br>He needed her and he wanted her so badly. After touching her and getting to tie her up it was unbelievable how much he wanted her. This time was not gentle or slow though. It was almost as if he was laying claim to her body as he pumped hard back and forth. His hips slammed into hers as he panted looking down at her body writhing under his. <br><br>Pushing in deeply he held himself there long enough to look into her eyes and tell her "I want you to cum with me again. Not before" then his hips became a blur again as he took her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 02:35:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah was shocked by the fierceness in which he entered her. It was as if he'd been waiting and interminable amount of time for this rather than one day. She wasn't about to complain though, not when every thrust sent waves of pleasure through her. She was feeling a little light headed from the tightness of the corset, the heavy breathing from what they were doing and from her own desires. It was a feeling she had never felt before and she thought, she liked. <br><br>She wasn't entirely sure how she was supposed to control that, how she would cum with him, not before. It wasn't something she had ever given thought to, in truth, most of the guys she had been with, well she'd had to resort to finishing off herself after they'd left. She could feel it building up in her and didn't know if she could hold it back, but she would try, she would try as hard as she could not to disappoint him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 02:46:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pumping his hips he leaned down closer and kissed the tops of her breasts spilling out of the corset. He wanted more of her. He had not taken the time yet he needed to get to know each and every inch of her bare skin. Wanting to see each and every inch of her he felt his orgasm building because he knew he had all the time in the world to do this. <br><br>Pumping he shook and then lifted his head from her bosom. Meeting her eyes he then whispered "Now Sarah. Cum now". His own orgasm flowed form him as he twitched and shook emptying himself inside of her again. This time he kept his eyes open though as he wanted to see her face contorted in pleasure because of his cock. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 03:02:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While she wasn't able to time herself to cum exactly when he'd said to, it was only shortly after. The tightness of the Crest however made it a much more intense feeling as she felt her body practically push against it only to be held back. <br><br>This was something she'd never had before, the newness of a real relationship. Learning each others bodies in every way they possibly could. The sex anticipated and exciting, rather than a chore she felt compelled to do at the end of the night. She crushed her lips up against his before falling back on the couch trying to catch her breath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 03:07:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The kiss actually took him slightly by surprise and he welcomed it readily. After she fell back he slid his arms around her. He knew what would make her feel better. Reaching for the laces he slowly undid the knot and then loosened the corset to allow her to breathe. <br><br>Straightening up he closed his eyes and then slowly slid his shaft out of her body. The cool air hit him as he flopped to his side on the other end of the couch catching his breath. Replaying the last hour in his head he closed his eyes and smiled. When he felt like his heart was not racing so fast he finally said in a soft voice "You are incredible."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 03:32:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking a deep breath when he loosened the ties of the corset, she sat up to look over at him. She was amazed by the level of passion between them and wondered how long it would last for. She wasn't naive enough to think that the newness of it all would last, but never had she such a want for anyone before him.<br><br>Now that the endorphin rush was starting to subside and her breathing was back to normal Sarah found she had to shift a little on the couch so her full weight wasn't where he'd stuck her earlier, understanding why he said she'd be sore. <br><br>"I think you're pretty incredible too"<br><br>She leaned over and kissed him again, softer this time, slower.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 03:37:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Groaning he held her against him softly she was so soft and warm. Smiling he stroked up and down her back gently with his fingertips. He did not want to move or have her move. Reaching up he ran his fingers through her hair and smiled at the damp feeling of sweat on his fingertips. <br><br>Her kiss was sweet and gentle everything he wanted from her was here. She was sweet and he wondered how well she had endured the torture. Not wanting to bring it up if she hated it he stroked her tenderly. <br><br>"Sarah, Now that you know what this entails... I would like you to tell me what you think" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 03:53:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought about what he was asking for a few minutes before she answered him. She didn't want to give a glib answer or even a half assed one, he deserved a thought out answer. <br><br>"I think....well I think its a bit more intense than I had originally thought, and there's a lot more to it than just what I read on-line. I think I have a lot to learn about it, but I want to, I'm willing to"<br><br>Sarah sat up on her knees as it was more comfortable for the moment and put her head on his shoulder before she spoke again. <br><br>"I know I don't want to mess up again. Okay, I know its likely I will, but I don't want to and while yeah, I probably should have known to wake you up the other night, well, we didn't really talk much about what you expect from me. I think it would be wrong if you don't give me some idea of what you want or don't want from me, so at least I'll have some guidelines to work with, because otherwise I'm guessing"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 04:13:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding his head he then turned to face her "I agree. We should have these discussions for sure" he said comforting her. "Not right now though because you are far to sexy in that corset for me to think about anything else" he told her with honesty. <br><br>Sitting up he moved her over his lap with her knees on either side of his legs. "Sarah to tell you the truth the reason this affected me so much is that I had confessed everything to you. My entire life was in your hands. We made love for hours. I felt that our souls had touched" Stopping he then looked down and sighed "and when I woke you were gone. I was shattered. I never want to feel that way again" <br><br>Looking into her eyes he said "I know you think me a misogynistic old fool, but I truly feel that a woman should belong to a man. I feel he should be her protector and savior" Then looking away he added "I know you do not need that, but I want to be all that for you... and more" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 04:51:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him while he talked about the night before, about how he felt their souls touched and what her leaving him in the middle of the night did. It was thoughtless and careless of her not to have at the very least left a note so he wouldn't have had to wonder if she'd left the apartment, or if she had left him. She promised herself that she would never do that again. <br><br>This time it was her turn to put her fingers by his chin and bring his eyes to hers when he looked away. She wouldn't allow him to feel ashamed or embarrassed by how he felt. <br><br>"You think you know me so well don't you?"<br><br>He had bared his soul, made himself vulnerable to her, Sarah knew she had to respond in kind.<br><br>"My whole life, I've had to take care of my mother, take care of myself. No one ever cared what I did or what happened to me, not until I met you. Don't you know you've been my protector for years? Don't you know I wouldn't have a decent future ahead of me if it hadn't been for your influence? That makes you my savior also. Don't you see that? I need that, I need you"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 05:02:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Swallowing he listend to her and felt her touch. Breathing softly he listened to what she said and felt shame creep up on his face. "Sarah" he said in the barest softest whisper. He felt like his chest was being crushed for even thinking this, but he had to ask. He had to know the truth. <br><br>"Sarah" he tried again gathering his strength "You are not doing this to repay me are you? I know I am a cad for even thinking such a thing, but I have to know. Your not taking pity on an old man are you?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 05:08:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah recoiled from his words as if he'd slapped her. She just sat there staring at him for a few minutes before she could even find the words to talk. <br><br>"Do you really think that?"<br><br>She slid off of his lap and sat on the other side of the couch pulling her knees up to her chest trying to sort out her feelings at the moment. Part of her wanted to bolt out of the room at the insult of it, but that never solved anything. <br><br>"Well sure, why wouldn't you think that. My mother screws older men, usually hoping to get something out of it, though really, they don't have to be older, so I do too right? If you really think that, then you're stupid and cruel"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 05:19:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Turning to face her he noted that he was naked and felt foolish for having this conversation, but he was not about to let her slip away like this. "Sarah you know me better then that. I know you are not your mother. I am the man who has been telling you that for years!" <br><br>Exasperated he stood up from the couch and put his hands on hips and looked down shaking his head. "I told you I was an ass for even bringing it up. I have been in love with you for years now. I did not say you were doing it to get something from me"{ Looking out the window at the dark night sky he then lowerred his voice. <br><br>Dropping back down on the couch he looked at her and his eyes were full of sadness. "I am just so damned scared if you want the truth. I am fifty years old Sarah. Fifty. I have never been married. Never had a child. Never had a woman live with me. For god sake I have only been with a woman four time in my life. Four Sarah" Looking away he shook his head again "I do not have another chance. I know your the one. If it were up to me I would already have you moved in here and be taking care of you, but you have your whole life. I just got scared" looking away he looked down at his hands again and swallowed "that you were taking pity on an old man" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 15:55:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah wanted to stay angry, to be offended that he would even think such a thing, but she couldn't. In a way she could understand his fears even if she thought they were unfounded and she wasn't willing to lose him over a misunderstanding of words. What he'd said hurt, but she also knew he didn't say it to hurt her, but for fear of being hurt himself. She had always wondered why he was alone, now she couldn't help but wonder if fear played a factor. <br><br>"I understand, I do, but don't ever question why I chose to be with you. Pity had nothing to do with it and you should know me better than to think that"<br><br>Sarah reached her hand over and put it on his arm and gave it a light squeeze. This was by far too many emotions to take in, in one evening for her, but she'd deal, they would deal with it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 21:46:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Breathing out he looked at her hand and then her face. "It will never happen again" he said very quietly. He was a man of his word and the thoughts would not again cross his mind. <br><br>Standing up he took her by the hand and pulled her to her feet after him. "Now I have a massive amount of Chinese food downstairs waiting for us. I think we should go down and warm it all up and pick and choose until we are stuffed. Then you and I can talk about a few ideas I have for travel when the semester is over"<br><br>Wrapping her up in a tight hug he held her to his still naked body. Looking down he smiled "Then I think I should do what I can to soothe those sores of yours. That is if you have enough energy to keep up with an old man" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 22:36:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah wasn't one to hold a grudge or stay mad after she'd told someone she'd let it go, so she wouldn't dwell on what he'd said any longer, unless he ever said it again. Getting up from the couch, she looked up at him and gave him a quick kiss. It was hard to see him be so insecure, she'd never seen this side of him before, she was pretty certain she didn't want to see it again, she was used to him being, well secure.<br><br>"I think maybe we should get into something more comfortable before we eat? Or in your case, anything at all"<br><br>She still wasn't entirely sure how this all worked so while she normally would have been halfway downstairs by now and half dressed, she waited to see what he would say, and would wait for him to go downstairs or suggest that she do so. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 22:45:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Walking to the door he turned off the lights and stood on the steps to look at her. "I will need something for certain, but I have to confess seeing you in that is beyond sexy. I would have you wear nothing but lingere" pausing he then raised an eyebrow and slid his hand down to squeeze her backside "or nothing at all" <br><br>Smiling he winked and then guided her down to the apartment. "But you should feel free to have whatever you like in here. I want you to truly feel at home. What I have is yours so please make use of it" <br><br>Walking into the bedroom he selected a new pair of slacks and white button up shirt putting them on and then heating up the oven for their dinner. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 23:08:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah walked back to the front door and got her bag and brought it back to the bedroom. She immediately decided against the jeans she'd brought with her, she was feeling a little too sore to wear anything that constricting just then. She wasn't sure that he'd like what she chose, but he did say to wear what she liked for now, so she pulled out the sweatpants and tshirt she had.<br><br>When she got to the kitchen she realized how famished she was when she caught the scent of the food. <br><br>"That smells great"<br><br>She looked at what he'd changed into and what she was wearing and suddenly felt like a complete slob, but she wanted to be comfortable. Of course, she knew that for him, that was dressing down. Well she'd work on that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 23:23:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing what she walked into the room with he smiled. "Perfect" he said and walked over to kiss her on the cheek. "Not as sexy as the corset, but still adorable" <br><br>Pulling out the egg rolls and crab rangoons from the over he set them out on the end table in the living room. Selecting some water and tea for them he set that out as well then beckoned her to sit. "I did manage to get one thing done today. I had an email conversation with the head of the history department. He thinks the travel would be fantastic and if you were prepared to present a dissertation on your findings he would be more then happy to give you credit" <br><br>That said he selected several books and laid them out before settling down next to her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 23:32:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"wow, that was fast"<br><br>Sarah couldn't say she was thrilled with the idea of having to keep notes and chart her travels and then give a dissertation on it. It actually sounded like a bit more work than the actual class work. But, it was still too good an offer to pass up on. She glanced at the books for a minute before reaching for some of the food he'd laid out. There were still several months left in the current semester before this became an issue.<br><br>"Thank you, I'll look through these later"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 23:38:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing he took some of the food and picked up the books. "Do not look so glum. Most of what you will have to do is already done" Leaning back he held them up "These are to help you decide where we are going first. You see fourteen years ago I decided I wanted to get my masters in natural history. Travelling alone I found tht all I did was focus on the history"<br><br>Incling his head he sighed "in the middle of all this my Mother took ill and I had to return home to care for her. She took up most of my time and I was unable to finish. Once she passed I never had interest again, but I still had all the research" <br><br>Flipping the books open she could see pages of notes. "I took them all down and I thought that you would be able to use most of these to do the leg work. The research and bibliography is complete. All you would need to do is go there and take pictures then present the findings."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 01:24:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Listening to him talk about his mother and how he had to give up getting his masters degree to come back and take care of her touched her. She couldn't relate to that kind of familial loyalty, but could appreciate that others had it. Sarah wiped her hands on a napkin and them picked up one of the books and thumbed through it quickly, knowing she wasn't going to read it right now, but that she would in the future. <br><br>"Why don't you go back now to get it? Before you say because you're too old, I have people in my classes who should be on social security, so that's not a good enough reason"<br><br>It did occur to her that he had enough on his plate with the shop and all, but, it was certainly worth bringing up&nbsp; she thought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 01:35:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Toying with the finger food he looked at it between his fingers and furrowed his brow. "You know I asked myself that very same question when Mother passed. It seemed like the perfect time the store was slow and I could have just shut it down, but something held me back" <br><br>Finishing off the last bite of egg roll he swallowed and then looked at her again "I do not think schooling is for me though. In the end I like to use my hands. Digging into the workings of history and restoring it to the present. I am very happy with my work"<br><br>Leaning in he kissed her cheek and then took her hand and held it gently "I think I am very happy with my social life as well now" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 01:58:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think you're rather skilled at using your hands"<br><br>She couldn't help but grin as she said it. Sarah was disappointed that he'd dismissed the idea so easily, especially after the way he'd hounded her until she registered herself for classes, but, he had to make that choice himself and it wasn't really her place to nag him about it, not that she was much in the way of nagging. <br><br>Sarah linked fingers with him when he took her hand and smiled at him. She shifted slightly in her seat to get a more comfortable position and with her free hand took another bite of the food as she'd built up quite an appetite so far that night.<br><br>"I know I'm very happy with mine now"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 02:08:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling at her he leaned in and stole a quick kiss from her. Leaning back he shrugged his shoulders "And who knows maybe someday I will go back and finish it. I might get bored and need a distraction"<br><br>Looking at her he smiled slightly and then added "Not that I see that happening anytime soon, but maybe we can work on the masters degree at the same time" <br><br>He did want her to excel to come up to and then surpass him. She was smarter then him. Sharper and faster. Hopefully she would see what he saw in her someday and stop worrying about the shadow of her mother. <br><br>Hearing the timer he stood up from the couch and went into the kitchen. Returning with a steaming tray of different bowls all filled with exotic foods he set it down. Pouring them each a small cup of tea he took a sip and then offered her chopsticks. "So I take it you have not told your Mother yet" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 02:23:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Why did he have to throw cold water on their night by bringing up her mother? Why ask a question he already knew the answer to? She took the tea he offered her and drank some of it before she answered him.<br><br>"Why would I tell her anything? I never tell her anything about my private life, but I certainly have no intention of telling her about you and I. Besides, she'll hear about it anyway the way this town gossips. I have a hard enough time listening to her bitch about the fact that I work for you, this she would freak out about, you know that"<br><br>She took the chopsticks from him and looked down at the assortment of food thinking he ordered enough for a weeks worth of dinners. Taking a few bites, she tried to block her mother from her mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 02:32:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding his head he let it go. She was always sensitive about her mother and he guessed, since she hated him so, this would not be a good subject. <br><br>Sampling the food he thought for a moment and then right before dgging into a large potsticker he looked at her. "Do you ever think about getting your own place? Maybe even someplace closer to the shop or school?" he asked before taking a large bite. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 02:52:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course she'd thought about it, she'd thought about it every waking second that she was in that house. As much as she hated her mother, she loved her too even though she had her doubts if that was reciprocated. If she left though, who would take care of her? She couldn't count the number of times she'd had to help her mother to bed when she'd come home wasted out of her mind. The first time Sarah had only been about seven and she had just divorced the fourth guy she'd convinced to marry her. Since then she was always cleaning up her messes, throwing away the empty bottles that would be left around the apartment and one unfortunate time of having to help her get rid of the drugs one of her boyfriends left in the house before a cop came to search the place. Of course she had thought about leaving, she just didn't know if she could. <br><br>"Its not that far. I mean, yeah, I've thought about it, but, the times not right yet"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 02:59:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling weakly when he heard that he selected&nbsp; few more items then mumbled softly "You are a good daughter Sarah".<br><br>Selecting a few more things he found himself satisfied then leaned back on the couch. "So what does an exciting young lady like yourself do on evenings she does not go out?" he asked teasing her slightly "Or would you like to see what the exciting Marcus does with his behind the scenes time?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 03:10:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at him, putting the mention of her mother and the memories it conjured up out of her mind. She would 'not' allow her to ruin her night. <br><br>"You mean you think there are nights I don't go out?" <br><br>She said it laughingly, though, there was some truth in it. It was rare for her to spend an evening in unless she had exams to study for, and even then, she made time for a packed social life. <br><br>"I think I'd like to know what the exciting Marcus does when I'm not around"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 03:18:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Certain he was going to shock her he looked around "Well when I am not out on the town as a dashing and debonair businessman" he began in a thick British accent. Stopping he grinned "I like to spend my nights reading and working on my private projects" he gestured upstairs with his head. <br><br>"There is however something you might not realize about me, I am a giant cinema fan. I usually see almost everything that comes out in theatres. I grew up next to a theatre and those days you could get in for a nickel. I guess I just got bitten and have never given it up". Picking up his tea he sipped it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 03:29:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wouldn't have pegged you a movie buff, how did I not know that about you?<br><br>Sarah felt positively stuffed from the food so she shifted closer to him and leaned up against him while they talked. She couldn't help but wonder how much more about him she didn't know yet, and would learn over time. <br><br>The reading she expected, the working on his private projects, well after he'd shown her that room, she wasn't surprised to hear that, but now she wondered what other little hobbies and interests he had. She didn't want to ask outright, she wanted to learn them, let each day be a new surprise for them, enjoy every minute of their time together.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 03:38:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smirking he looked down and stroked her hair. "Yup, when I was young I even used to wear a cowboy hat and six shooter to the good ones. I would run up and down the street doing any odd jobs I could and earn all the money I could. I never had to worry about my studies I was done with that before school was out so I would earn quite a bit" <br><br>Stopping he then nodded "Then I would spend a day just watching the same movie over and over. Never sneaking in, but staying until my mother would have to come yell for me inside the dark. Ever since then I find peace there" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 03:50:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please tell me you have pictures of that!"<br><br>She couldn't help but laugh at the mental image of a young Marcus running around in a cowboy hat, she imagined he was so cute. Of course he'd never sneak into a movie, he was too much a rule follower to do something like that, apparently even as a child. She couldn't really relate to that, she had rarely met a rule she didn't break, when she was younger, she'd gone out of her way to do so.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 03:57:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rubbing his chin he nodded his head "Indeed I do. Mother even has a picture of me dressed for church in my Sunday best, six shooter on my hip" he said with a grin. <br><br>"No way in hades horns are you going to see them though. You have do give me a ton more sex before I will cough up something that embarrassing!" he said sliding his hands down and tickling her sides gently. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 04:15:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh I have my ways of getting what I want, and I really want to see those pictures"<br><br>She smiled at him in delight for the easy way they were with each other now. The unpleasantness of the words spoken upstairs all but forgotten. There was something so refreshingly honest about being with him. There were no games, he was who he was, flaws and all, and he wasn't trying to pretend to be something he wasn't. She loved him for that. <br><br>With him, she knew she'd find something she'd never had before, consistency. He would be always be there, steady, strong, it went to what he said earlier, wanting to protect her, be there for her. She could see that. She could see a future with him and it scared her a little for she still had doubts that she could be what he needed. She was scared there was enough of her mother in her that she would purposely mess it up and he'd give up on her. She was light and smiled, laughed when he tickled her, but she felt the overwhelming grip of fear take her as well, but that was something she would keep to herself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 04:22:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leaning down after tickling her he kissed the side of her neck gently. "Indeed you do" he whispered against her skin. Easing her forward then he began to clean up after their dinner and smiled. "Desseret Madam? Coffee? Can I bring you anything else this evening or just the check?"<br><br>Moving to the ktichen he began to methodically take care of the food in individual containers. Placing the dishes in his dishwasher he started it to wash. Then selecting a small antique set of coffee mugs he started a pot brewing then turned to look for her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 15:23:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah followed him into the kitchen and leaned back against the door frame. She couldn't help but smile while she watched him fill each dish into its own little container. When she ordered Chinese food, back into the cardboard cartons and she'd eat out of them whenever she felt the need. She didn't imagine he would take kindly to eating out of the containers standing in front of the fridge in his place.<br><br>"Coffee sounds great actually. Can I help?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 20:54:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking out the grinder and some fresh beans from the cupboard he ground a small amount into the container and then handed it to her. "Would you mind making it? I have something I need to attend to right now" Giving her a nice smile he then walked out the door. <br><br>Heading downstairs he walked to the back of his office. Checking his email he saw the reply to the ad he had requested. The sunday paper was going to run for part time assistance in the store. He hoped she would use the extra time to plan their trips and start a new list of contacts. Coming back up stairs he thought when to ask her properly as he climbed back up. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 21:19:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course"<br><br>She walked into the kitchen and took the grinder, though she had no idea how much to put in. She was used to the big can that you just stuck a tablespoon into to measure. The real dilemma came when she saw his coffee maker. No, it wasn't a coffee maker, coffee makers were simple. Filter goes here, water goes there, hit the start button. This had about three dozen buttons on it, numerous places where things pulled out and were shoved in. While Sarah was usually a pretty quick learner with things, this coffee machine threw her for a loop. <br><br>After a few minutes of looking there and searching there, she shrugged and decided to give it a good guess. She poured the grinds into a place where she was able to make the filter fit, though, she wasn't sure that was right and turned the maker on. The only button there that she recognized. <br><br>When she heard Marcus's footsteps, she smelled something burning and that's when it hit her that she'd forgotten to put the water in, so thrown by the machine she'd completely forgotten. She filled a cup with water and opened one of the compartments and poured the water in. Dammit, why couldn't he own a Mr. Coffee like a normal person?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 21:26:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Walking up the stairs he caught the faint whiff of burning coffee and just assumed she had pulled away the pot too soon. Opening the door to see her dumping water in though he shook his head and walked inside shutting the door behind him. He almost started laughing or even made a joke, but then something inside of his snapped. He considred what they had spoken of and what had happened earlier. His heart started to race as he considered a moment then decided. Without saying a word he walked over behind her and placed his hands on her hips. <br><br>"You do know that machine took seven weeks to get here from France. I would hate to have to replace it so soon" he muttered. Moving closer to her he felt himself growing aroused as he whispered to her "Did you make another mistake love?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 21:46:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Your coffee machine and I are just having some growing pains in the getting to know you stage is all"<br><br>She leaned back up against him while giving the coffee maker, her newly found arch nemesis a dirty look. Sarah wasn't thrilled with the way he'd asked her if she made another mistake. This was her not completely knowing how to use the machine, it wasn't the same as her other 'mistake' as he called it. <br><br>A minute later the burning smell dissipated and the coffee started to brew so she figured she hadn't messed it up too much. <br><br>"But I think we've reached an understanding"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 21:54:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling he chuckled in her ear. "I thought you were the one of us that was supposed to be good with machines" he teased. He did not move his hands from her hips and she smelled so lovely. How many times had he stolen a sniff of her hair when she passed by. Now he put his face at her neck and breathed in deeply enjoying the scent and closing his eyes. <br><br>"Sarah" he mumbled softly and then squeezed her again. He was feeling bold and so he reached to the edge of her top and pulled it up slipping his hands inside her shirt. "I want you again" he mumbled against her skin as he started to kiss softly along the back of her neck. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 22:27:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				My god, she thought, the man is insatiable, and she wasn't going to complain one bit. She pushed herself back against him further when his hands went under her shirt. In an instant she went from being annoyed with the coffee maker to aroused. If that was the effect he was going to have on her, she was only sorry they didn't get together sooner. <br><br>"Don't believe in pacing yourself too much do you?"<br><br>She turned her head to kiss him and ran her hands up his arms. Whoever said that as men aged their sex drive decreased obviously didn't know Marcus, that was for certain.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 22:36:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sliding his hands across her bare stomach he let them move up and under her shirt. Soon he had his hands over her breasts and was gently squeezing the soft orbs. "I have a lot of time to make up for" he whispered in her ear. His mouth then moved to her neck and bit softly on the skin not marking but just tasting. <br><br>Sliding his hands down and to her hips again he slowly turned her around in front of him and brough his lips to hers. His hands slid up inside and along her bare back touching the skin slowly as his kiss went on. Finally breaking it to look at her "I spent so long thinking what if. I do not want to have that happen ever again" he&nbsp; told her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 22:43:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A amused smile came across Sarah's face as she listened to him talk about not wanting to ever think 'what if'.<br><br>"Lets test that shall we?"<br><br>She took a few steps back away from him though her eyes never left his.<br><br>"What if.....I took my shirt off right here in the kitchen?"<br><br>Slowly she slid the fabric of the the shirt up her torso and over her head, tossing it to him.<br><br>"What if....I took these pants off too?"<br><br>Sliding them down her legs, she stepped out and tossed them over to him.<br><br>"What if....I took the rest of what I have on off as well?"<br><br>She slid her panties down and kicked them over to him.<br><br>"That's a lot of what ifs, isn't it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 22:52:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes did leave hers. He could not resist as she slid her shirt off taking in the tempting curve of her breasts. Watching the shirt though he was smiling still. Then when she slid the pants off he caught those without another thought. Her legs were shapely and he loved the way her calves looked when she was turning and twisting. <br><br>Finally he dropped the rest of the clothes when he caught her panties. Looking at them then back at her he took them and hung them on the pulls for one of the drawers letting them dangle there. <br><br>Looking back at her he breathed in and out slowly. She was a sight to behold and he let his eyes roam up her body slowly looking at every inch. Raising his eyes to hers he stepped closer and licked his lips. "It is a lot indeed. The question is are there anymore?" he asked with a grin as he met her eyes and began closing on her looking like a predator going after its meal. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 23:22:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah stood there watching him, reading his reaction to her. She should have been chilled straight through for standing there with no clothes on, but she felt heat. She could feel his eyes appraising her, enjoying the sight of her, taking every inch in before he took her. While it wouldn't be the first time they would be with each other now, for the anticipation she felt it may as well have been.<br><br>"There's one more. What if I ask you why you're still standing all the way over there?"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 23:27:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling he stepped closer but still at arms reach from her. "I am taking in the sight that I dreamed about for years" he said nearly breathless. Raising his eyes to meet hers he stepped up closer. His hand came to caress her cheek and the other moved to her hip. "You are beautiful Sarah" he whispered then kissed her. <br><br>As he kissed her he slid his hand around her to cup her neck kissing her with more intensity with each passing moment. Squeezing her ass with his other hand he pushed his hips against hers softly then broke the kiss. "What if I took you right here in the kitchen?" he asked her before kissing her shoulder and then down across the top of her chest. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-01-2010, 23:37:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lost herself in his kiss, she wanted to stay lost in his kiss forever. When he squeezed her ass, she moaned in an odd sensation of a small burn he'd reawakened and pleasure that flowed through her from it. It confused her a bit, but she didn't dwell on it, only enjoyed. <br><br>She pressed herself up against him as much as she could, her hands sliding up between them trying to work the buttons on it, but she found she was fumbling. Without hesitation, she looked at it and thought, screw it, and ripped the shirt open sending buttons flying everywhere. <br><br>"What if you did?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 00:07:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her impulsiveness turned him on even more. His shirt was opened and before he knew what he was doing he had stepped back from her and tossed the shredded garment aside. Working feverishly he dropped his pants to the floor stepping out of them quickly. <br><br>Fully nude as she was now he felt wild and stepped back up to her. Spinning her around in front of him he ran his hands up her back and then down over her curving ass. Stepping up behind her he pressed his very hot and hard shaft against her back letting her feel it and loving the pressure he was getting from it. His hands then slid around her body to her stomach. Sliding them up slowly he started to grope her breasts again. This time his hands were firmer squeezing them as he leaned down and bit her neck again. Soon his fingers found her nipples and he tugged on the tender buds gently. Pushing his hips to hers again he whispered "I want to take you in every room" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 02:53:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"that's ambitious" <br><br>She said it with a smirk, almost as a challenge, loving the way he was grabbing her now, no longer treating her like a china doll that might break. She appreciated the slow and sensual way he'd been with her other times, but her body responded to the slightly rougher treatment very positively. <br><br>"why don't you start with this one and go from there hmm?"<br><br>She turned her head and kissed at his chest while he still had a firm grip on her so she wouldn't stumble.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 03:00:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I like to set lofty goals" <br><br>Spinning her around he then set her bare ass onto the table there in the room. Finding it was the right height pleased him and he stepped forward rubbing the length of his shaft up and down her slit rubbing slowly, but not penetrating her. Licking his lips he looked at her then pushed her back gently onto the table to lay back. Dipping his hips only slightly he slid his cock into her then starting to slowly pump his hips. He was putting just the head in and then pulling completely out. Each thrust he was entering her new and with each forward movement he was pushing deeper. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 04:06:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah reached back and grabbed the table when he pushed her back and entered her. Each time with him felt like the first time, so exciting, so fulfilling. Every thrust was pushing her closer and closer to the edge. No one had ever worked her up so quickly or brought her to the brink of an orgasm so quickly before. <br><br>She wanted to sit up and throw her arms around him, but he'd pushed her back on the table and something inside her told her he wanted her that way, so she would stay down until he told her otherwise. Instead she settled for wrapping her legs around his waist.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 04:11:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Keeping his hand on her chest he had her pinned to the table. He was much more raw then before. If their first night they had made love and earlier in the day they had sex now he was fucking her. He slammed into her body time and again even pulling out to slap the head of his shaft off of her body. The sturdy table still creaked with the force of his thrusts, but he held her down to it. <br><br>Feeling his orgasm building he suddenly had a flash of her covered with his seed and he loved the idea of it. He wanted to see her covered by him. He wanted her marked so very primal and basic. The thought overwhelmed him and he started pounding harder his orgasm building up inside him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 04:15:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was surprised by the ferocity in which he was pushing into her. It felt amazing, almost painful, but entirely pleasurable. She could hold back the moans of pleasure of the scream when an orgasm ripped through her. It was like nothing she'd ever felt before and hoped this wasn't something that was a one time thing. <br>What they were doing now, this wasn't about love, this was about lust. She practically screamed his name as well and had to grip the table harder hoping it was sturdy enough to support what they were doing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 04:21:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Panting he felt the ripple of pleasure go through her and her body clamped down on him. Biting his lip he tried like hell to fight the orgasm that came over him, but it would not be denied. His body shook and at the last moment he pulled himself from inside of her as the first shot of his cum came from the head of his cock. Looking down he watched as it landed across her stomach and up to the bottoms of her breasts marking her. <br><br>The sight was amazingly erotic to him and as he looked at it he felt weak and stumbled slightly fallingot the chair panting and rolled his head back trying to slow his racing heart. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 15:25:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still laying back on the table, it took Sarah several minutes to catch her breath. She tried to remember if she'd ever enjoyed sex with anyone this much, it hadn't been. Eventually she propped herself up on her elbows and looked over at him sitting in the chair by the table. She was sure she looked a perfect mess and was beyond ready for a shower now, but at the moment was lacking the energy to move. <br><br>"Well I think we answered our 'what if' question hmm?"<br><br>Finally taking a deep breath she sat up though didn't move to get off of the table. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 15:33:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he finally had the breath to agree he smiled and answered "Not all the answers though"<br><br>Scooting the chair closer he laid his head along her legs gentlyand then kissed her knee looking up. "I do hope this becomes a regular part of our lives. Can;t have those 'what ifs' hanging in the air" <br><br>Finally getting his strength back he helped to stand her up and looked down at her. She looked radiant to him, but he could see his seed still on her and he tugged her along gently. "Come on, Lets get you cleaned up" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 20:31:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You don't have to hope for it, if we want it to, it will be"<br><br>She got to her feet when he took her hand, though under minor protest, she was too comfortable to think about moving just yet. He led her through the apartment back to his bedroom and into the bathroom. It was the first time she was seeing it and even here he was as meticulous as every other part of his life.<br><br>Her own bathroom at home, while clean, had things strewn all over every inch of counter space and it usually took her forever to find a thing. She imagined that Marcus could tell you exactly where every extra bar of soap or q-tip was without thinking about it or looking. She actually found that to be an endearing quality though. <br><br>"Should we be environmentally friendly and shower together?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 01:07:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Turning the shower on to hot he narrowed his eyes as he pulled her up to him outside the shower. "You young people" he teased "always trying to save the planet" <br><br>Still smiling he kissed her lips as he held the small of ehr back keeping her pressed against him. When he pulled back he rubbed his nose on hers and added "Only if I get to wash your hair" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 02:10:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"you want to wash my hair?"<br><br>Sarah had heard a lot of things that men wanted to do with her, washing her hair, well that was a first. Not that she would deny him that, if he wanted to, she'd let him do just about anything his heart desired. Best not to let him know that though, she mused. <br><br>"Luckily, I had the forethought to pack mine when I put my bag together, let me go grab it"<br><br>She leaned up and kissed him before freeing herself from his grip and she went down the hall to get her things. It struck her how intimate this was. Sex was on thing in her mind, but to shower with someone, to spend the night with them, this was so much more intimate than she knew if she was ready for. Sarah had never been one to shy away from a challenge, she just hoped they both came through it, hearts in tact.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 02:26:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leaning on the shower he closed his eyes. He was already tired. His age was showing and he could feel his muscles getting sore. While she was out of the room he rotated his shoulder around checking the very sore rotator cuff. When he had hoisted her onto the table he must not have been ready. <br><br>Banging his head off the glass he cursed himself. She already knew he was so old there was no way in hell he was going to broadcast it. She went outalmost every night..... here he was on their second night together and already sore. Opening his eyes he straightened up when he heard her coming back in the room. Smiling at her when she came in he scratched his chin "I think we should go out and get you a robe. Since I have a feeling when your here we are going to need to shower quite a bit."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 02:40:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is that all this, sex?"<br><br>If it was, she was going to feel like the biggest fool on the planet. It wouldn't be the first time some guy made promises of something real, something important and all they wanted was to get her into bed. When the thrill of that wore off, it was over. She hadn't expected that from Marcus though, but then, its possible her mother was right and all men really were the same, only interested in one&nbsp; thing. Well if he thought she was going to hang around his place and do nothing but have sex in t his room or that room, he was very much mistaken. <br><br>She could already feel herself pulling inside of herself. Pulling back all the feelings she'd thrown out there so she could protect herself. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 02:46:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				looking down at the floor of the bathroom he ran his hands through his hair. Why did it seem like he was always saying the wrong thing? He wanted to tell her how much he enjoyed what they were doing and how amazing the sex was and then the next thing he knew he had put his foot in his mouth again. <br><br>"No" he said flatly and then looked up to her again "No and if I need to do anything to prove it to you tell me what it is. I love you and none of that hanged on being together sexually. If you told me it would be years again before I could touch you I would respect that. I will be honest it would be torture, but I lived with it for so long I could endure it" <br><br>Not backing down he stepped at her "You know me better then that. If what I said earlier made you say that to me, then I get to say it to you now" Reaching out he put his hands on her hips and looked into her eyes. "You know me better then that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 03:05:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking into his eyes she tried to find some trace there of a lie, some small sign that her trust in him was misplaced, but she didn't see it. That didn't mean it wasn't there, but she didn't see it. Trusting people wasn't something Sarah was very good at. She mainly figured most people were out to screw you over and get what they could from you. She truly didn't want to believe the same was true about him, if she was wrong about him, it would destroy her.<br><br>"I do, you're right, I'm sorry"<br><br>She hoped she knew him better than that, and she prayed she was right, but only time would tell.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 03:29:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Look" he said and raised her chin with his fingers to stare at her. "You need to accept that the both of us are not experienced with this. We are going to fumble and stumble a hit along the way. You need to know that in all the time I have known you I have never lied to you. Not once" breathing in he sighed. "This is hard for me. There is nothing I can do about it though. I love you, but that in no way means that I do not want to fuck you"<br><br>Stopping there he closed his eyes at using that word. "You are sexy, vibrant, and I want you more then any woman I have ever seen. The more I see of you and taste you the more I want. I would be a liar if I did not tell you that, but it does not mean that I do not love you. It simply means that I love you and want you"<br><br>Turning back to the shower he opened the door with the steam rolling out. "I want you Sarah. In every aspect you can think of. If that is wrong then I am sorry. If you want me the same way, then I think you should smile and get into this shower with me"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 04:09:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It made sense, everything he said made sense, it didn't stop the fear though. She was afraid of being hurt, of being used, mostly of being discarded when the novelty wore off. Get a grip Sarah, you're overthinking this, she told herself.<br><br>"I'm sorry, I guess I got a little panicked, because this...you...its important to me, in a way nothing ever has been before. So I panicked"<br><br>She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him and held him as tightly as she could. She wondered if she'd ever be able to really trust him the way she wanted to, the way she needed to. But oh she wanted to. After a minute, she stepped back from him, smiled and stepped into the shower.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 04:18:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'That's my girl' he thought to himself and followed her under the hot water. It felt great on his sore muscles and he closed his eyes enjoying the spray. He was always a bit of a shower enthusiast and insisted on it being up to date. it was one of the few things in his home that was not a classic. The shower was stone tile cut with several shelves and even a seat for steaming if you liked. Glass sided entrance to see out and even an inter mirror and light. The best part about it though was the showerhead. There were actually three different ones. The first was a large rain style head that dribbled down water from above. The second was a standard shower spray that could also pulse massage. The third was a small handheld to get those hard to reach places. <br><br>Stepping into it he closed his eyes and rubbed up against her "I love this shower" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 06:07:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The spray of hot water helped to east the worst of the tension in her neck and shoulders, the rest of her was still rather limber from their earlier activities. Sarah had insisted that he stand there under the water while she bathed him, rubbing the soap into his skin, using the hand held shower head to wash it off. She'd never wanted to take care of someone this way, but with him, everything was different, which she figured, was why it got scary.<br><br>There was something innately sexy about getting all slick and soapy in the steam filled shower with a lover, but for the moment, it wasn't about sex. Perhaps it was to prove to each other that she had been wrong in her assumption and it wasn't about sex, it was about the intimacy, the closeness. There was truly nothing about him she didn't love. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 06:15:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she had started to clean him he felt strange. Her touch was soft and warm, but he did not feel himself grow aroused. Instead he felt his eyes watching her every move like she was a dancer. The way her eyes moved when she cleaned him and the small smiles she would give when she looked up. <br><br>He felt like an old fool. How could he have ever questioned her? She was so soft and caring at this moment that nothing outside of her touch and eyes mattered to him. Patiently he let her work over him and all thoughts of his sore body flitted away. <br><br>When she was finished he reached out and kissed her lips softly. "Thank you Sarah" he whispered touching her "Can it be my turn to enjoy you now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 23:41:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Haven't you enjoyed me enough for one day?"<br><br>She smiled at him and tipped her head back under the spray of water to wet her hair before she reached down and grabbed the shampoo she'd brought with her and held it out. Of all the firsts she was experiencing with this man, this was by far the oddest one, but enjoyable nonetheless.<br><br>"You did say you wanted to wash my hair right?"<br><br>She turned her back to him and leaned back against him, closing her eyes to simply enjoy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 23:59:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Covering his hands with the shampoo he made sure that he had more then enough before he reached out to touch her head. His fingers rubbed in slightly as he felt along her scalp and massaged gently. He started there working his fingers under her hair and over skill. His fingers were firm in some points and soft in others. Working her scalp to a nice foam he then slowly slid his hands out of her hair. <br><br>Applying more shampoo to his hands he began to work it into her hair now. Slowly and carefully he rubbed the flowery scented fluid into her long tresses. He did take great care that he did not pull her hair or tangle it. Working carefully and for quite some time he enjoyed it immensely. Then reaching down he picked up the handheld sprayer. <br><br>Taking her hair in his hand he started with her scalp and then would slowly move the spray down taking all the soap from her hair. He did this over and over taking his time and slowly working all the suds out and warming her along the way. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 01:56:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was doing that better than any salon treatment she'd ever had. Of course, she'd never been naked with a man at the salon while it was done, so it was hardly a fair comparison. All the tension, all the bad feelings from what they had talked about earlier were being washed away with the suds in her hair.<br><br>She let him wash her as she'd washed him and they stayed under the spray of water until their skin started to prune. When he reached for a tower, Sarah took it from him, drying him gently, it felt good, almost natural to do for him. The smile, the kiss, what she got in return was well worth it. <br><br>"There, good as new"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 02:08:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Better then" he said with a smile. The water had done wonders to heal his sore body, but the real therapy had come from his being close to her. She was truly the woman he loved and the more time he spent with her the more he realized that small fact. <br><br>Taking his large and warm robe he placed it around her to keep her warm. Walking into his bedroom he selected a pair of sleeppants for himself and then he started towards the kitchen. <br><br>"Would you like a nice coffee?" he asked and started to smile when he remembered the start of the coffee journey from earlier. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 02:27:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah felt completely warm all bundled up in the over sized robe. She follwed him into the kitchen and frowned when she saw the coffee maker remembering what she now considered her epic battle with it. She wasn't sure she was brave enough to try the coffee after smelling how it&nbsp; burned earlier before she'd remembered the water. <br><br>"You first, if you live through drinking it, I'll have a cup"<br><br>She went over to the cabinet and got out a mug for him handing it over.<br><br>"I'd pour you a cup, but as you said, seven weeks for delivery, I don't think I should touch it again yet"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 02:36:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"True" he said with a grin "No need to test your patience either" he added with a wink. <br><br>Taking the cup he took the small metal container with the brewed coffee in it and took it out. Pouring himself a large cup he put it back and smiled. 'Smells fine' he thought and so brought it to his lips and had a sip. <br><br>The thought of how brewed wood might taste flooded through his mouth. It was horrid and he fought the urge to spit it back out and instead swallowed it tasting the charcoal taste all the way down. Making a small face he turned to her and coughed. <br><br>"I've had worse, but I wouldn't recommend it" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 03:57:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For the second time that night, she wondered why he had to have this fancy coffee machine that probably cost the same as a car payment might. She was tempted to tell him that a 'real man' might go ahead and drink it anyway since she'd put forth the effort, but, she had a feeling he was underplaying how truly bad it had come out.<br><br>"I guess you'll have to teach me how to use it or make the coffee yourself. A simple coffee machine like we have downstairs in the back, I can manage, this, I think you need an engineering degree or work at NASA to figure out"<br><br>She walked over to the fridge and got out a couple of bottles of water for them since the coffee was undrinkable and brought one over to him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 04:12:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Making a face he tried another sip and then shook his head. Spitting it back into the cup he poured it out down the sink and took the water. "Thank you" he managed and then sucked it down quickly. After rinsing his mouth and swallowing he looked at her and grinned. "Oh its not that bad" he teased. "I'll make sure to write out the instructions and tape them on" <br><br>Taking another drink of water he fiddled with it gently. The night was emotional roller coaster and now he was about to ask yet another question. This one was light and he just wanted to know what her plans were. "Are you" he paused for a second and then looked away "staying tonight?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 17:02:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't help but laugh at the face he made at the coffee. Opening her own bottle of water she took a few sips and just found herself lost in looking at him. There was something to be said about the start of a new relationship. The flutters you get in your stomach every time you see them, the excitement you get from certain looks or touches, she loved this part. <br><br>"Well I thought you wanted me to stay, isn't that why you had me pack an overnight bag? So I would stay, you know, overnight?"<br><br>If he didn't want her to stay, she'd go. She wasn't the clingy type and she wouldn't stay where she wasn't wanted, but at the moment she would refuse to let herself get all worked up again over it. They had been through enough misunderstandings for one day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 17:28:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking a long drink of the water he rinsed his mouth one more time then set it on the counter. Stepping closer to her he put his hands on her hips. "I just wanted to make sure that when I wake up in the morning you will still be there is all" he said then smiled lightly. "I missed you. I could still smell you and feel you when I woke up, but it was not the same"<br><br>Leaning in he kissed her cheek and then started towards the bedroom. Stopping he turned and grinned "I mean who will ruin my morning coffee if you don't stay" he teased and then walked into the room heading for the bed. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 17:51:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I officially denounce the coffee making chore, I'm not touching that machine again until it learns how to play well with others"<br><br>She followed him into the bedroom wondering if he really thought she would leave again in the middle of the night. Forget the fact that she wanted more than anything to be with him, she had no desire for a repeat performance of earlier. She wasn't likely to make the same error twice in two days. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 19:19:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shutting off the lights as he went he slid into the bed and then turned to look at her. She was still dressed in his robe and her hair a bit damn and clinging to her. It was lovely and he could not stop staring at her. Smiling he whispered to her "Did you bring anything to wear or would you like to keep the robe?" <br><br>Secretly he loved it on her. She made it smell like her. Everything she did that made his home be more like her or remind him of her was a good thing in his mind and he hoped maybe soon she would start to leave a few things around that would make the place more comfortable for her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 00:56:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I did bring something to sleep in, but this robe is so comfortable, I'll wear it instead, unless you'd rather I didn't" <br><br>She crawled into the bed next to him staying pretty close to the center of the bed. It was larger than she thought one person would ever need, and even staying in the middle there was plenty of room, but she wanted to sleep snuggled up to him. To feel him against her when she woke up, to wrap her arms around him, or his around her as they drifted off. What could possible be better than that?<br><br><br>"Of course, I can just as easily sleep without my sleepwear or your robe, if you think you'd be able to get any sleep that way that is"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 01:14:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling he pictured her without the robe and his body responded gently already. He had not been able to become this aroused since he was young and even then he was doing it alone. He did recall one night he had found a box of turn of the century drawings made by a very lost soul. The various drawings of women tied wearing corsets and the finest clothes had entertained him for days on end and on one dramatic occasion he had actually stained one of them. <br><br>Leaning in close to her he whispered "If I promise to be a good boy, do you think I could convince you to have nothing and sleep pressed against me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 01:56:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				From everything she'd read, he didn't have to promise to be anything if he wanted her to take the robe off and sleep without it. She would have done it simply because he asked her to, or at least that had been her understanding. Not that she would complain or mind if he wanted to be playful, afterall, it was a side of him she'd rarely ever seen before and liked it. <br><br>Slipping the robe off, she held it over the side of the bed and let it fall to the floor before moving closer to him. <br><br>"Is that better?"<br><br>Sarah draped one of her arms around him feeling the warmth of his skin against her hands. When she looked up at him though, she fixed her face into a small pout. <br><br>"But its not fair, I'm feeling very underdressed you know"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 02:14:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sliding his arm over he let out a very soft growl. Just seeing and feeling her soft warm skin had an effect that he could not describe. It was like a hunger inside of him that felt amazing and he hoped he would always have. <br><br>Smiling his nodded his head. "Very true love. I guess a gentleman would never allow a lady to be so underdressed" Reaching down he slid his pants odd and tossed them out of the bed as well. Kissing her shoulder he leaned in close and then looked into her eyes. He could feel himself drifting off and so very comfortable, but he could not stop looking at her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 03:10:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah watched him as he fought to keep his eyes open but eventually succumbed to sleep. She laid there watching him sleep for a while before she finally drifted off herself, happy that she wouldn't have to wake up before dawn to sneak out.&nbsp; She slept sounder than she had in a long time and when she woke, she was amazed that Marcus was still asleep.<br><br>Sitting up in bed, she was careful not to move the bed or wake him. She wanted to get up and make him breakfast, perhaps serve it to him in bed, but she wasn't entirely sure she should, or could. He had been upset when she'd left the night before, but going to the kitchen wasn't really leaving she figured and so got out of bed and slipped the robe on and went down to the kitchen. She started putting breakfast together and then approached the evil coffee maker and debated whether or not she should try it again. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 03:29:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sleep was never Marcus's closest friend. For years he had tossed and turned at night and never hardly had a night without waking. Keeping a bottle of sleeping pills in his dresser for those nights when he could not sleep he had fought a never ending battle. <br><br>Until that night. He snored. He barely moved. Her soft warm body was right there with him and he suffered no dreams and did not wake up once. <br><br>When she slipped out of bed he woke up slightly, but not enough to wake up totally. Rolling onto his other side he simply drifted back off. It felt so good. So very good. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 03:57:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah was pretty pleased with herself while she put breakfast together that she'd gotten the coffee maker to work. It had taken some doing but it was brewing coffee. She scrambled up some eggs and made some toast. Marcus was so predictably organized it had been easy to find everything she'd needed including a tray. <br><br>As she was pouring the coffee and turned the pot off, she frowned in both shock and dismay as one of the little silver knobs came off in her hand. Shit! she thought, she should have just made instant and not fiddled with the damn thing. She didn't want to ruin their breakfast so she put the silver knob into a drawer and told herself she would tell him about it later after they had eaten and he was awake, hopefully in a good mood. <br><br>Bringing the tray into the bedroom, she put it down on the bed and climbed back in to wake him with a kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 04:32:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Waking to the movment of the soft warm woman in the bed next he had not even opened his eyes when he felt her lips. Keeping his eyes closed he made a soft content sound and breathed in. The smell of woman, food, and coffee all drifted in mingling in his nose. Stretching then he finally let his eyes open. She was there smiling and happy and he blinked slowly and when he opened his eyes she was still there. <br><br>"If I am dreaming" he whispered softly "I do not want to ever wake up"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 05:06:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sat back up and reached for his coffee, handing it to him as he sat up. Part of her wished that every single morning could start this way. She was really glad that the shop was closed today and they could just spend a lazy Sunday together. Part of her wanted to stay locked up here in his apartment and part of her wanted to go out and bring their new found love into the daylight for everyone to see.<br><br>"It is like a dream, but its not one that you sleep through"<br><br>Leaning over she kissed him one more time before he could drink his coffee or delve into the breakfast she'd fixed for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 05:40:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Groaning he met her lips and then pulled back. "Have I mentioned today how much I love you?" he told her. Taking the coffee he sipped it gently and smiled. She had done good. She had done beyond good. "You know" he mused looking at the food and then at her "I have never had breakfast in bed in my life" <br><br>Taking a bite of the eggs he sipped the coffee again and then looked at her wrinkling his forehead. "This is good. Damn good" cocking his eyebrow he smiled "This tastes way too good to be instant" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 16:39:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, not today you haven't, but by all means please do"<br><br>Smiling she leaned in and kissed him again before sitting back so he could eat. She found that she loved watching him first thing in the morning. He was a little mussed, not every hair was in place, his face had a little line on it from the pillow, it was a nice change to see him out of his usual completely put together look. <br><br>"I've never made breakfast for anyone in bed before, so a first for both of us"<br><br>Reaching to the tray she picked up a piece of toast and nibbled at it, being sure to do so over the tray. She had a feeling Marcus was not the type to appreciate crumbs in his bed. When he told her how good the coffee was, the back of her mind told her to tell him about the piece that broke off, but again, she figured to do so after they ate, it was probably a quick fix anyway, or so she hoped. <br><br>"I'm glad you like it"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 20:56:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Quickly finishing what she brought he leaned back against the headboard with the coffee in his hand. Sighing happily he looked over at her and sipped the cup. She was lovely and smart and he truly felt blessed she was there. It was hard for him to convey those thoughts to her. In his family growing up he never experienced the kind of love like this. <br><br>So he sat back silent and aware as he stared at her. He did not want to make her uncomfortable, but his stare was accompanied by a soft smile. He was imagining thanking her for the breakfast, but his mind flashed on her question last night. Intending to show her that he wanted more then just sex form her he took another sip and then nodded. <br><br>"You did great. Thank you" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 21:26:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah sat there, content drinking her own coffee, which was her usual breakfast. That and the corner of toast she'd taken would suffice until later in the day. She was glad though that she'd been able to start his morning off well. It was nice to be here like this, and she felt that small sting of how much time they had lost, how many mornings they could have woken up like this.<br><br>"you're very welcome. I never thought I would get up before you. You were so peaceful when I left the bed this morning. So what would you like to do today? Or, do you have things you need to do? Cause I can get out of your way if you do"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 22:28:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No way are you getting away from me today" he said shaking his head. "I do not have much in the way of plans. Sunday's I usually go to the library and a few other secured nooks around the city."<br><br>Setting down his mug on the nightstand he threw the covers back and rose from the bed. He had forgotten that he had gone to sleep naked and standing up he reached for the sky stretching high with his back to her. Rolling his neck he grunted slightly and then remembered he was naked. Moving to the dresser he opened it up and reached for some boxers. <br><br>"Apologies. I do not usually sleep so well. I forgot that I did so unclothed"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 22:38:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched him get out of bed and stretch, rather enjoying the site. She had to admit, for a man his age who has a rather sedentary job, he'd kept in very good shape, she liked that about him. <br><br>"You did so unclothed because I asked you to, so why would you be sorry that I saw you like that now?"<br><br>She got up from the bed as well and started gathering up the tray to take back to the kitchen. She couldn't say she relished the idea of going to the library, especially on her day off, but, as long as she got to spend the day with him, she guessed it didn't matter too much.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 23:04:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sliding on a pair of pants he picked up his coffee and downed the rest of his coffee. What an amazing day to wake up and start the day. Were he younger he might have skipped. Instead he selected a nice shirt and slid it on before picking his cup up and heading to the kitchen. He would start today with his normal routine. The sunday paper, some coffee, and the crossword. He wondered if she would do it with him and decided to ask her. <br><br>Walking into the kitchen he saw her and smiled. "Is there something you would like to do today?" he asked as he brushed by her in the kitchen. "I can always break my routine and experience new things" <br><br>Walking to the coffee machine he pulled the pot out and went to pour himself another cup. Something caught his eye and he paused before pouring. Looking at the machine he noticed something was different and then he spotted the missing knob. Sliding the pot back in he ran his finger over it "Sarah, Is there something you did not tell me this morning?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 23:12:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In the kitchen Sarah was washing off the plate she'd brought in and putting things away. At home it never occurred to her to worry about the dishes until they piled up or they ran out of something they needed. But, she had to remind herself that this wasn't her place and he was a much more tidy soul than she was, and she'd respect that in his house. That was certainly an advantage to having years of knowledge of the man, little things, quirks, personality habits, she already knew those.<br><br>"Well, actually I was thinking that since you told me you were such the movie buff, perhaps we could go and catch a movie this afternoon?"<br><br>She cleaned up the stove making sure everything was spotless and hadn't given it another thought about the coffee maker until he asked her about it. She'd almost forgotten completely about it.<br><br>"Tell you about wha....oh"<br><br>She turned and saw him looking at the machine.<br><br>"Yeah, I was going to tell you about that after breakfast and everything was cleaned up. It just sort of came off"<br><br>She opened the drawer and took the knob out and handed it to him. She hoped he wouldn't take it that she was trying to hide it from him, though she knew, and would never admit, that had he not said something, it was likely she would have forgotten all about it.<br><br>"I didn't want to try to put it back on and possible make it worse. I'm sorry, I really don't know how it came off"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 00:35:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking the knob he toyed with it between his fingers rolling it. He seemed to be debating something inside his head and then he looked at her. He stared at her for long moments in quiet silence and then handed her the knob. "In the rolodex downstairs there is a number for GT's restaurant supplies. If you call them they should be able to send a repair man" <br><br>Leaning closer he touched her cheek "and if they say it is beyond repair junk it and choose one that suits you better. You have the stores credit card pay for it with that" <br><br>Kissing her cheek softly he then turned and filled up his cup and leaned on the counter "But they are not open today.. soooooo What would you like to do with today?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 01:14:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was relieved he wasn't upset about the coffee maker, though she still didn't know what the knob did or if it was purely decorative, but anything you would wait seven weeks for delivery on, was something you obviously liked a lot. Sarah leaned over and kissed him on the cheek before leaning her head against his arm. <br><br>"I'll call first thing tomorrow then"<br><br>She put the knob on the counter for the time being, making a mental note of who to call the next day and thought about what they should do.<br><br>"Well, originally I thought a movie, but, its so nice out, why dint we go out, to the park or something, spend some time out in the fresh air. How does that sound?"<br><br>There were things she wanted to ask him still, more about his room upstairs, how far he wanted to go with that, just how, no perverse wasn't the word, but she needed to know. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 01:27:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking out the window he nodded and smiled "Yeah" taking a sip of coffee he nodded again "Yeah.. That sounds great and I have an idea that might go well along with it" <br><br>Turning he walked back to the bedroom talking as he did "One of the nooks i visit on Sunday's is a food import shop. They have some fantastic picnic style items including a wonderful brie. We should stop there first and collect everything we need for a lovely afternoon in the park" <br><br>Pulling on shoes and socks he stood up and polished off his coffee and with purpose came back to the kitchen. "If you are up for it we could even go down by the water. If you can handle fighting off the gulls" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 01:46:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was a whirlwind she noticed, full of energy. Mornings were the time when Sarah moved at pretty much a snails pace. She was still wearing nothing but his robe, had only had one cup of coffee and the process of making breakfast for him took more energy than she ever expended this early. It was the reason she tried to get most of her shifts at the shop to be the closing shift rather than opening. <br><br>"That sounds really great, just let me get a shower and get dressed and then we can go, or, go whenever you were ready that is, I don't really want to intrude on your morning routine too much"<br><br>She started back towards the bedroom and stopped at the kitchen door to turn and wait for an answer. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 01:57:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leaning in he grabbed her hip and pulled her close. Kissing her lips he let his mouth wander over hers slowly. He wanted to tell her she tasted good and he was looking forward to sharing a meal outside with her, but she had already done so much. When he pulled back formthe kiss he stroked her cheek with his thumb. <br><br>"Take your time and please enjoy the shower" he told her winking "I am going to run across the street for the Sunday paper and work on the crossword" <br><br>Leaning in to give her another quicker kiss he then headed down and out the door. Stopping at the register he pulled out a couple dollars and then crossed the street. He was not sure if it was the mood the sleep or the company, but everything seemed better today. Waving to the few people he saw he bounded into the small drugstore and snatched up the paper. <br><br>Walking to the counter he dropped the money on it and looked at the young ma minding the checkout. Stopping for a moment he had a sudden thought that he was missing something. Sarah and he had never talked about contraception and he had already been inside her. Cursing himself he turned around with the paper and out of the store. Well this was going to be a fun subject to bring up he thought as he reentered the store. <br><br>Sitting down at the table in the kitchen he poured some more coffee and grabbed a pencil. He could hear the shower running and he fought the urge to go peek at her naked body and instead tried to focus on the paper. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 02:45:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was surprised, she had figured he would be following her into the shower so they would extend the morning a bit. But he hadn't done more than give her an affectionate kiss. To say she was a little confused was an understatement. Maybe he was a little more upset about the coffee maker than he'd said. <br><br>Trying not to give it too much thought, she went and got into the shower. She loved the feel of the hot water waking her up. This was the only way she would be lucid throughout the day. It occurred to her about half way through the shower that perhaps he was being sensitive to her comment the night before about him just wanting her for sex. He was trying to prove that he wasn't. God she loved that man.<br><br>When she was done getting dressed she looked at her self in the mirror&nbsp; thinking she probably should have gone with something a bit more conservative than the jeans and tank top. But then, he liked the look of her, so showing a little skin really couldn't be a bad thing. She pulled her hair back into a loose braid but kept to just some lip gloss. When she went back out to the kitchen, he was there intently working on a cross word. She couldn't believe she had fallen in love with a man who worked on crossword puzzles, the thought made her laugh.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 03:00:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing her laugh he looked up. He had reading glasses on his face down around his nose and a pen he was chewing on in his mouth. Looking over the top of his glasses he let his eyes wander up and down her and smiled around the pen. Taking it out of his mouth he looked up and then pulled his glasses off. "Damn" he muttered as he looked at her sounding like his breath was gone and then he met her eyes and nodded slowly "Damn" <br><br>Ignoring the paper he stood up and reached out and touched her then smelled softly. He did not want to mess her up in anyway, but right now she was a walking fantasy. He did not give one more thought to ever talking to her about her clothes again. If she could make this simple clothing look this good he was never again going to tell her what to wear. <br><br>"Shall we go or?" he asked looking down and taking note of her cleavage. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 03:21:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had fully expected him to make some comment about her outfit, she had not expected the speechless staring he'd done, it was funny really, for other guys, she was better than clothes like this, for him, it was perfect apparently. That was the issue all along, not her clothes, but that she wasn't wearing them for him. Suddenly she couldn't wipe the smile from her face.<br><br>"Did "I" mention today that I loved you?"<br><br>Returning his kiss, she ran her fingers through his hair before pulling back.<br><br>"No, no 'or', I'm ready to go"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 03:29:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cocking his head he suddenly blushed and realized what he had said "Oh Sarah I am sorry I didn't mean to imply I that I just was". He stopped suddenly and turned away. Shaking his head he was cursing himself over and over for again making her think he was just trying to get in her pants. Sighing he picked up his keys and wallet and then walked to the door to the apartment. <br><br>"I think they have some picnic things at that shop and I have a blanket for the park in the trunk of my car" he said as he held the door open for her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 04:09:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"no..no no I didn't think you did. I just meant...well shit, I don't want this to be a constant thing between us, I don't want you to think you cant say things to me for thinking how I might take it, that's not what I want"<br><br>Again, it seemed they were destined to keep misunderstanding each other. She really hoped they could talk over their time at the park, clear up any misunderstandings so that they could move forward on the same page. She was too happy with him to risk losing him because they couldn't communicate with each other.<br><br>"Lets just go, and we can talk when we get there, because I think we need to straighten things out, don't you?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 04:20:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stopping he thought for a moment then nodded "Agreed" he told her then offered his hand. Taking her down the stairs he again opened her door and got her settled in her seat before closing the door and getting in. A short drive later he pulled up in front of a tiny shop not too far down the road. <br><br>Getting out quickly he opened her door and helped her out. Guiding her inside the shop he waved to the old man behind the counter who looked like he sampled way to much of his own food. Walking to the back of the store he guided her along and then reached a large case of cheeses. Selecting a raspberry brie and then encouraging her to get something else she had wanted to try. <br><br>Walking to a different section of the store he selected some garlic olives and mushrooms. Picking up some imported crackers he then walked to the wine section. Picking a nice red he realized they would need a basket and then walked up front. Speaking to the man at the front he also purchased a small picnic basket and the man started loading it. <br><br>"Anything else we might need? Greg will put it on my account" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 15:51:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah had been in the small gourmet shop many times, though not in the last several years. She and her friends had quite the spree of taking gourmet candies and other assorted items from the shop. She felt a little bad about that as she walked back into the shop now. Of course, that was before the one and only time she'd been caught at it.<br><br>She walked around the shop with Marcus and picked up a few things like a loaf of french bread to go with the cheese and a few bottles of a sparkling water in case they didn't feel like the wine he had picked out. <br><br>"I think we have everything, at least that I can think of"<br><br>It was hard not to notice the look the clerk was giving them. It was obvious to Sarah that there had been some gossip about them since their dinner out the other night. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 23:51:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Signing his name he made a brief attempt at small talk with the owner before gathering everything up. Walking out of the store he loaded it all in the back and then opened her door. Driving the short distance to the park he carried almost everything and then slung a blanket from the trunk over his shoulder. Settling it all by a nice tree not far form the water he spread out the blanket and then settled in on it. <br><br>Laying on his back on the blanket he closed his eyes and breathed in and out then looked at her "A very good idea sweetie" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 02:09:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I love this spot, it was a good choice"<br><br>Sarah reached into the basket and pulled out the sparkling water and two of the cups he'd bought pouring two glasses. It seemed a little early for wine to her, it could wait until they ate a little later. Taking a long sip of it, she was thinking of the best way they could do this, clear the air once and for all so they wouldn't keep going in circles and having the same misunderstandings. <br><br>"You know, when I was little I came out here to play in the water. I always loved it out here when the weather was good. Its always been a safe place, I would come out here when my mother was on a bender, so it seems to me, it would be a really good place for us to get everything out. What do you think?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 02:17:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Drinking the water he then set the cup to the side and sat up leaning against the tree. Breathing in the air it was tinged with the smell of the water and he felt really at peace. Here it was a warm day with the sun shining down on the water and he was in the park with the most beautiful girl he had ever met. <br><br>Listening to her he swallowed. He thought about everything over the last couple days that had gone wrong or been misunderstood and he bit his lower lip. He was really not used to this. He had never in his life been in any kind of a relationship and he wondered if worrying about losing the person you loved so much was a usual thing.<br><br>Nodding his head though he looked at her. "Allright. What is on your mind?" he asked and sat forward giving her all of his attention and focus. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 02:32:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She finished her glass of water and poured herself another. Sarah had no idea how to phrase this, how to open a conversation like this. Relationships were new to her as well. She rarely saw anyone more than two or three dates and date was a loose term really. She was a party girl, or so she'd always been told and didn't do much to change that image of herself. So a real relationship was new to her, she didn't know what was the best way to go about things, but she knew all their misunderstandings was going to end this before it even started.<br><br>"I don't know, I just feel like, this all started so fast, and its been so wonderful, but I think we've been reading each other wrong. If we keep doing that, its not going to last, and if this works if this doesn't, that shouldn't be the reason right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 02:45:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Folding his hands across his lap he nodded. "Your not wrong. We did rush things and I think that is mostly based on me. I finally found out how you felt about me and I did not want to waste another second. I know that is rash, but I do not regret it."<br><br>"as far as reading each other" he looked at her and nodded "Yes. We need to talk about some things. I guess I am so very worried now that I have you and I am so happy that I am going to make a mistake and your going to change your mind" Smirking a bit he added "It is a woman's prerogative" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 02:54:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moving closer to him on the blanket, she laid her head in his lap and looked up at him. They needed to be able to see each other when they talked, but she wanted the contact with him. She didn't regret the speed at which they jumped into this either, not in the least, but she couldn't say she wasn't scared of getting hurt.<br><br>"I'm not going to do that. You'll make mistakes, so will I, I'll probably make lots of them, doesn't mean I'm going to run if you do, or think you'll run if I do"<br><br>At least she truly hoped he wouldn't.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 03:16:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she laid on him he felt a surge of protectiveness come through him. Looking down he stroked her hair as he listened. "Oh I would not worry about me running. I have waited a long time for a chance at hapiness like this and I intend to fight for it" <br><br>Stroking her cheek with his thumb he thought for a moment. "What else Sarah? I know there was something that made you really want to talk. Why don;t you tell me what it was. "
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 03:43:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah turned her head to the side and looked out over the water. She didn't say a word for several minutes, how could she when she had no idea how to say what she wanted to say, or what she wanted to say in any event.<br><br>"I'm just concerned about the way we keep misunderstanding each other. The other day with the comment you made, then how I took what you said the wrong way, it just seems like, I don't know, I don't know how to make sure we stop doing that. This morning, when you backtracked what you said, thinking I had gotten upset, thinking I thought, again, that this was just sex. I hadn't meant it like that, I don't know how to make sure we don't do that"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 03:52:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sat silent for a long time after she spoke. Looking out across the water at her gaze he sighed as he moved his hand to her side. Still moving it slowly and softly he contemplated what she had said. <br><br>"I don't know either" he said softly. "I really don't"<br><br>After another long pause he kept going "I think the best thing we need to do is to reassure each other that we truly believe that we are in love. We both knew going into this it was going to be a fight" Looking down at her again he turned her chin to look at him "But we also both knew it was worth fighting for. I am not going anywhere" Looking at her he nodded "and I know you won't be either. Your a fighter and you want this" <br><br>"I know you do" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 04:11:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Warmth, love, maybe it was hope, it all shot through her when he spoke. She could tell by his words that he meant what he said, not just about him, but about his faith in her. He knew she wouldn't bolt at the first sign of trouble, but she would fight for what they could have, what they wanted. She knew he wasn't going to turn his back on her because she wasn't perfect. She put her hand over his and squeezed it. She wanted to kiss him, but it wasn't the time yet.<br><br>"I'm glad you know that, because I wont just walk away from you, I want you because I love you, and I need you, and I think...I know you need me too"<br><br>"You still need to tell me what you expect from me though, with all the other things we talked about. I know you don't want me leaving you in the middle of the night again, and, believe me I wont do that again, but, there has to be more to it than that, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 04:21:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sighing he felt like that had broken through a barrier, but now he was going to have to come clean. He knew she was nervous about this already and he was not sure she was willing to even think about it. Chewing his cheek for a moment he then turned his head away and drew a breath. <br><br>"Sarah I know you do not want to move in with me, but I think it would be a good idea" looking back down he continued quickly "Now before you say anything I have a large number of good reasons and I have thought about this quite a bit. I would even be willing to give you the entire upstairs and pack up that stuff if you like"<br><br>Stopping before he started babbling he sighed. He was making excuses again and he rolled his eyes "I just want you with me and not have to worry about your mother making your life miserable anymore" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 15:13:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah wouldn't say that she outright panicked at the idea, but she did sit up in a flash and stared at him. Move in with him? This soon? The idea of it terrified her, the idea of being that committed, that much of an adult, it scared her bloodless. Spending the night was one thing, being there every day was quite another. She would never be able to keep him interested if he saw her that often. He'd see sides of her he never had even as well as he knew her. He was neat as pin, she was sloppy at home. He had rigid schedules and routines, she liked to live by the moment. Obviously he hadn't really given this any thought.<br><br>"I don't know what to say. I think...I think not wanting my mother to make me miserable isn't a good enough reason to ask me to move in with you. And, I don't think you really gave this a lot of thought yet"<br><br>She poured herself another glass of water to steady herself and she realized she was probably giving him the impression that she didn't want to be with him, which wasn't the case at all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 22:50:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sighing he turned to look across the park. He knew she was going to turn him down flat, but she wanted honest and to get things in the open so he figured it was worth a shot. <br><br>"Saying no to me is fine Sarah I understand that" he said to her. Turning to look down he shook his head "But don't say I have not given it thought. Before I knew I loved you I thought about it. After I realized my feelings I thought about it. I even thought if I could do it without telling you how I truly felt. It is more then just your mother also. Its the fact that I do not want to spend my life inside a glass shell. I have lived almost every day knowing what I was going to do and when I was going to do it"<br><br>Turning he faced her then "Look at today. Crossword, same three stores, home in time to make dinner, bed at eleven. I have not changed that routine in fifteen years. The stores have come and gone, but the number has always been three. The shop owners and I talk, but its always the same subjects"<br><br>Sighing he stopped and shook his head "Maybe it was more selfish then I like to admit, but there was reasons for you as well. I understand again why you say no, but please know I have given it quite a bit of thought"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 01:26:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're right, I'm sorry I have no right to tell you what you have or haven't thought through. You're right. You just...you took me by surprise, I wasn't expecting that and, well it surprised me"<br><br>She was a little curious as to what reasons other than her mother he thought would be good for her to move in with him so quickly, but asking that might give him the impression that she was ready for more than she was. <br><br>Listening to him map out his normal routine, she could hardly blame him for wanting so much more than that. She would have died from that much structure for that long a time, she truly didn't know how he lived like that. No wonder he had been living in quiet desperation and was so eager now.<br><br>"Tell me then, why else do you&nbsp; think its a good idea?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 01:45:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Titling his head he began to tick off the reasons. "If you lived at the store then I could pay you a salary instead of hourly. That would allow you to work a more flexible schedule and free up more time for studies. You have never been on your own and I think living with me would be similar. It would allow you to feel all the responsibilities without having to worry about the financial costs. That way should you stumble you won't starve. It would help you to establish a credit rating that would serve you well in the future. I am closer to the school so it would save you money on gas mileage" <br><br>Sighing he turned to look at her "and I would not worry about you so much. I would know you were safe. I would be able to sleep like I did last night" She wanted honest and that without question the most honest answer he could give her. His eyes looked at her face and he seemed suddenly sad. "I can not tell you the number of nights I would worry and look out my window for hours."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 02:46:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of all the reasons he was listing, she discarded all of them until he got the last one. Living with her mother, who did he think handled everything in the household from the shopping to making sure the bills were paid, even when she'd had to sign her mothers name to her checks so they got there in time. She had a pretty decent credit rating having never been late on a credit card payment and her car loan. No, none of that held any water for her.<br><br>But the rest of what he'd said, that he worried about her, that he wanted her near so he knew she was safe, that went straight through her.<br><br>"I'm not going to say no, I'm not saying yes yet, but I'm not saying no"<br><br>Since she wanted to get it all out, she had to ask how much of this was what he'd said and how much of it was him wanting to explore the more torrid side of their relationship.<br><br>"I do have another question, how does that other stuff, the room upstairs stuff, factor in to this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 02:54:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bringing his hand to his face he rubbed his chin. Turning to her he shook his head "I will not deny it. What we did up there turned me on more then almost anything I felt in my life. I felt powerful alive and in control of the most sexually beautiful creature on the planet. She was at my mercy and I revelled in it"<br><br>Looking at her his face stiffened "But I am not a sadist. I have no desire to inflict pain or restraint on someone who does not wish it. If you do not get a thrill and feeling from the experience then it will be something we will discuss. You moving in with me has nothing to do with what we would do in that room. I will admit that that side of me is the side that is protective and watchful. I liked the feeling of you being mine and that meant i was wholly responsible for you"<br><br>Looking away he shook his head "I am not looking for a mindless slave. I want to be challenged. I want it to be you" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 03:06:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I never thought you were a sadist nor did I think you wanted me to be some mindless slave. If I didn't get something from that, then I would have told you that night. But, okay I did reading on it, like you said. I was more intrigued by it than I wanted to admit, but I don't just want something we play at up in that room, though that's okay too" <br><br>She smiled at him and laid her head back in his lap, feeling some of the tension leave her. She loved him, she knew he loved her. She wanted to feel protected and safe, taken care of. She wanted to be able to take care of him as well. And, she had to admit, she liked the idea of some structure in her life, something she'd never had before. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 03:13:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking down when she relaxed against him again he smiled. He reached out a hand and stroked her face softly as he looked at her. His eyes were staring int hers and he felt very secure in parting what he was about to say. "I admit you were the sexiest sight I could have imagined in that corset and helples to my whims. I think you could tell by how hard I took you when we were done" <br><br>Smiling he then sighed and added "In answer to your question though. No consider that a playroom. When we feel like playing. It is there" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 03:18:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He hadn't really answered her question though. When she had taken off the other night without waking him, he'd made a point to say he'd taken responsibility for her life. She wanted to know, needed to know if he had meant that, or if that was all part of the game upstairs. She could be fine either way, but she needed to know what he wanted, what he expected. She realized in that moment, if it was more than a game, she would be more inclined to agree to his request for her to move in, though she couldn't really say why. She wouldn't tell him that though, she wanted him to come to his own answers without that being an influence.<br><br>"And when we're not up there?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 03:24:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching her he smiled. "Then I told you I would watch over you. I will not let you wander and keep you on track. I am not a man who has questions about his life. I know what I am and where I have been. You have much to do and see, but you have quite a bit to learn"<br><br>Looking away he finished "I love you. It is my job to teach you. to take responisibility when you fail and correct you in a manner I feel is fair. When we are not up there then perhaps we will save it for a time when we are or" <br><br>Looking abck down he met her eyes. He was serious but not threatening when he said "I have had fifty years to come up with ways to correct wayward ladies. I am sure I can think of something" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 03:37:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Biting her lip she looked away for a moment in thought. She didn't say a word for several long minutes again, letting the silence linger. She was debating and mulling things over. Sarah had always been a snap decision maker, for good or bad, she chose quickly. Perhaps that's why so many things in her life went sour, because she had never taken the time to think them through. Today looked to be no exception to that.<br><br>"I want to say yes, I want to say that I will move in with you. But I have two things I need from you for me to be able to say yes"<br><br>She took a deep breath, one was simple, the other was going to be difficult. <br><br>"First, I need to know what you expect from me if I live with you, what things you would prefer I avoided or preferred I did. Because I don't want to disappoint you unintentionally"<br><br>She looked away again, she couldn't look at him when she told him the other condition.<br><br>"The other, you have to try to make peace with my mother, because as many problems as she has, she needs me, and I cant leave her if she thinks she has no one"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 14:55:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Setting his jaw he stared at her whens he looked away. Closing his eyes a moment he drew a deep breath and then nodded. His eyes were still closed when he told her "The first one is about being together. I want you to be yourself. We with both need to learn change and adapt. Past that I guess the simplest thing I can say is, be patient with me" <br><br>Opening his eyes he looked up at the sky and sighed. She was a woman now. She was his woman. She was smart and witty and he wondered after all these years if she was prepared for what he was about to say. <br><br>"Sarah, Your mother" he paused and then looked at her "The day I caught you and brought your mother to the store. She offered sexual favors in return for not calling the police. I might have then said some things that were less then cordial"<br><br>Sighing he closed his eyes remembering her screaming words. "I will do as you ask though. I know how it feels to give part of yourself for your mother" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 15:51:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It shouldn't have surprised her, it wouldn't have been the first time she'd heard such things about her mother and she highly doubted it would be the last, but this one hit her pretty hard to hear. She sat up again and faced him, though she was at somewhat of a loss for words.<br><br>"I...I had no idea. I mean, I shouldn't be surprised right?"<br><br>Sarah knew without a doubt, without question that he had turned, he simply wasn't made that way. At least in that, there would be no question between them.<br><br>"You would, wouldn't you? You'd still go and talk to her, for me. I don't know that I can ask you to do that now"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-02-2010, 23:40:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding a bit he turned his eyes to stare at her. "I would for you. No matter what i may feel or what may have happened in the past I would be willing to bury the hatchet"<br><br>He could remember it. She walked in wearing a low cut blouse and had batted her eyes acting very coy. Dragging her finger on his countertop she had even been plain enough to tell him that should they visit his office she could make the situation all better. When he had turned her down and made it clear that action ended to be taken that was when things turned ugly. He was never quite sure if it was due to the rejection or her anger about that Sarah had been caught. <br><br>That was the part that had always gotten to him. She had not been angry about what she had done, just that she had been caught doing it. That was the first sleepless night of many he had over Sarah. His offer was finally accepted with the realization that as long as Sarah had to do the work she would have no trouble herself. <br><br>This woman on his lap meant the world to him though. He would have endured anything she might ask. "If it is what you want Sarah I will try" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>08-02-2010, 17:19:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah wished she could have said that it was enough, him agreeing to talk to her mother would be enough and she could move in with him. But it wasn't, she needed him to do it. Whether or not he could make any headway, well she doubted it, but she needed him to make the effort, and she knew he would, she loved him for it. <br><br>"I'm sorry to even ask you to do, I am, but I have to. However it works out, I cant tell you how much it means to me"<br><br>No, she couldn't tell him, but she would show him. He would do this for her, and that would give her what she needed to move in with him. But she couldn't deny the fact that the idea of it scared her more than she could say.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>09-02-2010, 02:21:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding his head he tried to figure out what he was going to say. He knew from time and again how much his mother hated him and the feeling while not mutual was close. He always felt the only thing that woman had done right in her life was to keep Sarah. He wondered often and on more then one occasion spent time researching trying to figure out how such an intelligent and witty woman had come from her. In the end he simply had chalked it up to fate.<br><br>Reaching down he stuck his hand into the bag and pulled out a cracker. Putting it to his mouth he munched on it absently. Finally after a time he breathed in and then looked at her. "When and how?" he asked his eyes certain he was going to do as she asked. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>09-02-2010, 03:54:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When and how, this was going to be a little trickier than she knew. First she'd have to find a way to convince her mother to even speak to him, let alone have a civilzed conversation. After a little internal debate, Sarah decided the best course of action was to spring it on her so she wouldn't have time to find a million other things to do and god only knew how many insults to form. <br><br>"I think it might be best if we tried this over a nice, somewhat civilized dinner. I'll even cook, we can do it at my house. I'll handle my mother as far as getting her to agree to come to dinner"<br><br>She simply wouldn't tell her that Marcus would be joining them until it was too late.&nbsp; This had disaster written all over it, but she had to try, and if he was willing to do this for her, that just made him so much more special in her eyes.&nbsp; She looked over at him and put her hand on his cheek.<br><br>"How did I get so lucky as to have you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>09-02-2010, 21:44:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chuckling he reached for another cracker. "Hardly lucky" he said with a wink. She was able to make light so quickly after such a monumental decision. He was not only going to have to swallow a huge chunk of his pride, but he was going to have to do it in front of her mother. He sighed as he crunched on the cracker and then turned to her with a wicked grin. <br><br>"After having your coffee though" he began leaning back a bit already "I think it might be better to make reservations somewhere" Laughing he leaned against the tree and waited for the pinch he knew was coming. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 04:00:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah shifted and sat next to him leaning her head against his arm while he was against the tree. There wasn't much she could say on the coffee front except that if it had been a regular machine, she wouldn't have had an issue.<br><br>"Okay, I'll cook dinner, you can bring coffee with you if you aren't brave enough to try mine again"<br><br>She reached down into the basket and grabbed a handful of the crackers, not because she was particularly hungry, but it was something to do with her hands to calm her nerves. This dinner was going to be a huge disaster, she could feel it with every fiber of her being. But there was no point in obsessing about it now.<br><br>"I do have one very very serious thing we would need to discuss too if I were to move in with you"<br><br>She waited a few minutes before she continued, keeping her face straight.<br><br>"How much closet space are you going to give me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 21:11:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaking his head he sighed as he rolled his eyes. "I don't know" he said sighing "I mean I have so many things" Looking down at her he tried to keep his face straight. "I guess that means that we would just have to let you run around naked most of the time" <br><br>Thinking about the dinner he was trying to keep things light as well. He wanted her to be with him and that meant sacrifice. Everything he had known was turning upside down, but that was not always such a bad thing. After years of the same thing he was truly looking forward to a change of pace. <br><br>Reaching out he ran his fingers over her stomach lightly "Oh do not worry I am certain I will make tons of room for you baby. I am finding new found appreciation for your wardrobe now" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 22:50:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Considering the grief you've given me over the years on how I dress, I'd like that in writing please" <br><br>She knew he was worried about the meeting with her mother, probably more so than she was. Sarah truly hoped he knew that she didn't ask this of him as a way to prove his love, but rather, because it was important to her. Given the misunderstandings they'd had recently, she could see where he might take it that way. Deciding they needed to take their minds off of it for a while she looked out over at the water.<br><br>"You know its so nice out today, it would be perfect for a swim. If only we had brought bathing suits with us. Of course....we could still go, depending on how daring you wanted to be"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>10-02-2010, 23:52:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Listening to what she said he paused for a moment then started to chuckle. Soon his laugh was loud and rolling around the park as he leaned back on the tree. Reaching up to wipe his eyes he looked down at her and chuckling "Sweetie people may offer millions to see a body like yours". Getting himself under control he then added "They pay millions to keep old men like me under wraps." <br><br>He actually loved swimming. He was a member of a local fitness club and on occasion would go there to swim laps. It was good exercise and when under the water nothing else but swimming mattered. Looking down at her he lifted her shirt up a bit to expose her belly to the sun. "If you wanted to swim we should have put you in a bikini and then gone to the club"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 03:28:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't know what he was talking about. Now that she'd seen him out of his suits and formal clothes, and seen him with nothing at all, she knew exactly how fit his body was. He had nothing to be ashamed of showing off. Sarah couldn't help herself when he lifted her shirt up a bit as she helped it up further and up over her head. <br><br>"I don't know, I just don't see the need to go to the club when there is a perfectly good body of water right here" <br><br>Grinning at him, she reached in back of her and unhooked the bra she was wearing, though she didn't take it off yet, waiting to see his reaction. She knew he'd probably be shocked, but would he make her stop was the question. <br><br>"So, want to join me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 03:57:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was no way she would really do this would she? Here they were in near the middle of the day and the river not far off and she was already in her bra. Now she was reaching back and unhooking it. His heart raced and his mouth went dry. Trembling hands started to reach up for her bra and then he stopped. <br><br>Wasn't;t this what he wanted? Did he not tell her he wanted adventure excitement and to get out of the same old routine he had been in for most of his life? Shaking hands lowered down as he reached for his shirt. Swallowing down and closing his eyes he pulled it off and over his head. His voice nearly failed as he looked at her and then he cleared his throat. <br><br>"Maybe not totally naked, but I am up for some boxer swimming" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 17:36:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah slid her bra off of her shoulders and chest and tossed it on to the blanket. The park was relatively empty but there were a few people walking around though no one was paying them any mind just then.<br><br>"Fair enough, I'll dress to match you then, only leaving one little garment on"<br><br>Standing up, she stepped out of her shoes before unsnapping her jeans and slide them down. Glancing around, she was glad that they hadn't attracted any attention yet and hopefully could get to the water before someone did notice and they were even more the talk of the town.&nbsp; She held out a hand for him and waited.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 23:09:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was a breath of fresh air that was certain. Seeing her slide down her bra and drop it on the blanket he was instantly drawn to her breasts. Standing up he could hear the challenge in her voice and he was not about to back down from this one. <br><br>"Your on" he told her his voice sounding much more confident then he really was. Kicking his shoes off he quickly undid his belt and then shoved his pants down. He felt so much more nude then ever before even though he still had his minhood covered. Looking at her though he realized his body was already starting to react to her naked form and he felt the rise in his shorts begin. <br><br>Not wanting to stall for much time he took off jogging for the water. "Last one in then" he told her as he tried to make it in hoping to hide the fact that he was already sporting an erection that bobbed in front of him as he moved. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>12-02-2010, 04:33:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The water was freezing but she barely felt it, she was too shocked at the change in Marcus, how he was letting loose and just having fun. It was a side of him that she'd never seen over the years and found she liked every bit as much as the rest of him. The man was a constant surprise to her. They swam, they splashed, they laughed and just had fun until they were nothing but two shivering prunes in the water. <br><br>Looking over to where our things were laid out, Sarah noticed that in the hour or so they played in the water, the park had filled up quite a bit and she wondered how they were going to get out of the water and get to their clothes with their dignity in tact. Frankly, she didn't care what people said about her if they saw her like this, but she knew he would. <br><br>"Unless you want to wait here while I go get our stuff, we might be staying in the water a while"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>13-02-2010, 05:03:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It had been so long since he had lived in the moment. His time was spent planning for the future and worrying about what would happen with the dawn. As he hit the water though all thoughts of the future vanished and all he cared about was that time. She looked enchanting with her smile and infectious laugh and he could not help but feel thirty years younger by being with her. <br><br>Wrapping his arms around her he looked over her shoulder at the crowded park. Recognizing a few faces from the store he turned red. His personal reputation was not only on the line, but that of his store. Shivering from the idea and a bit from the cold he looked down at her. <br><br>When he met her eyes he envied her. She had no fear. No fear of the crowd or being there with him. Why should he then? She was young beautiful and with him so what could he possibly have to fear? Biting his lips he closed his eyes and opened them again to look at her. "We should go together.... maybe you could walk with your arms around me from behind?" he offered thinking he could hide her breasts. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 17:26:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah looked at him and could easily see his thought process as various thoughts ran through his mind. She could almost read his thoughts when he saw the people standing around, going about their days, enjoying the outdoors. She couldn't say she was particularly surprised by his hesitation to leave the lake, though he was far more dressed than she was, but then, things like that didn't bother her much. <br><br>"I could walk like that, or you could walk behind me with your arms around me"<br><br>Grinning she knew that wasn't what he'd had in mind. <br><br>"Though, that probably wouldn't cover up what you were hoping to would it. I'll leave it to you how you'd like to make our exit, though we'll turn heads regardless"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-02-2010, 01:55:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His heart was jumping in his throat. The cold of the water did nothing to ease the burning of his skin as he looked at the people wandering by. They were already drawing more then a few looks and he swore they were all whispering about them. He had spent his life avoiding situations like this and now here he was in the heart of what would have been a nightmare. <br><br>But the sound of her voice was so confident. None of this bothered her. She seemed impervious to the stares and the was not hesitating to walk out in front of all these people. Something about that gave him confidence. Maybe it was the fact that she did not care what they would think of her. More so it was the fact that she did not care what they thought of him. <br><br>Closing his eyes a moment he bit hislower lip and and then slid around in front of her. Dipping down in the water with his back to her he lifted her up piggy back style out of the water and began to walk towards their blanket. "Hang on" he managed to get out, but his voice was so much weaker then it should have been. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>22-02-2010, 17:59:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It wasn't quite what Sarah had expected, but she'd take it and be happy. She still couldn't get over how free he was being, even though he was conflicted about it. She had never felt the constraints of caring about what others thought of her, that was the benefit of living in a town that already had a low opinion of you, it really couldn't get worse so why bother trying to conform?<br><br>Sarah wrapped her arms around his shoulders and neck when he hefted her out of the water on his back. She couldn't help but laugh, as well as be impressed by the fact that he had no trouble at all carrying her.<br><br>As they got closer to their blanket and clothes, she could easily see the stares of some people as well as tell they were whispering about them. She wouldn't have cared about that at all, but she didn't want Marcus to get hurt. His reputation meant a lot to him, so she would have to be careful not to do anything to tarnish it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 00:14:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				By the time they reached the blanket he was certain he looked like a lobster. He could feel every eye looking at him and every person judging him. All the questions and comments they were thinking were screaming in his head. He swore that they were shouting even though he knew they were not and he wanted to turn around and bury himself under the icy cold water again to block out the sounds. <br><br>Setting her feet down on the blanket he then turned to Sarah and met her eyes. He wondered if she could tell that it was not her he was ashamed of, but himself. She was so fresh and new and exactly what he needed in his life, but all of this was so very strange to him. He loved her though and he needed her to see that no matter what she could depend on him to be at her side. <br><br>So without much thought he leaned in and kissed her his cold lips covering hers and his wet body sliding against hers and crushing her to him. He blocked the voices ignored the looks and just did what his heart and body wanted. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 03:09:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The first thoughts she had when they finally got back to the blanket and she looked at him, was that she'd embarrassed him. It was hard for her to accept that her actions in this small minded town would reflect on him if they were to be together. Did that mean she'd have to change who she was? Sarah was a free spirit, she'd never had a care in the world as she went about her life. Other people were not for consideration, they were merely road bumps or bystanders, but she lived to please herself and do for herself. Its how she'd had to live. Now though, it was different, everything was different and she was gripped again with some doubt that she could be what he wanted and needed her to be. When they broke the kiss, something she was very reluctant to do, she reached over for her shirt. <br><br>"We should probably get dressed before we attract even more attention"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 03:24:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				HEaring her voice he nodded. She was disapointed in him he thought. He thought the tone of her voice spoke to his unwillingness to be more adventerous. Reaching for his shirt he stopped. "No" he mumbled out loud before he picked it up. Instead he reached for his jeans and pulled them on over his sopping wet underwear. <br><br>Turning to her he drew in a deep breath and puffed himself up as much as he could. "I think there should be a new rule" he told her. Picking up his shirt he offered it to her. "I think when I take a shirt off you should put it on." Leaning in closer he met her eyes and then added "and please do not feel like you must always wear a bra" <br><br>He could do this. He would do this. He would make her happy. He head to. He loved her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 04:01:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking his shirt in her hands she looked at him a bit quizzically. While she certainly didn't mind the sight of him without his shirt on, she was surprised. He was trying so hard she thought, so hard to be more open, be something perhaps he wasn't. Did that make her entirely selfish that she wanted to push him to break out of his shell even further? Shouldn't she be trying OT be more reserved then? Did he even want that? <br><br>"You want me to wear your shirt? And what will you wear if I do?"<br><br>Leaning in she gave him a quick kiss. The shiver she felt she couldn't tell if it was from being cold from the water, or from him. <br><br>She slid his shirt on over her head smiling at him. <br><br>"You would tell me wouldn't you? If this was too much?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-02-2010, 04:17:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nothing" he told her as he met her eyes. He was going to sit in the sun and let it warm his bare skin. He had nothing to be ashamed of. It might be that he was older then most, but he still looked better then most. <br><br>Smiling he sat down on the blanket and ruffled his hair to shake some of the water out. "I would" he told her as he looked up. Sitting indian style he folded his legs and then sighed. "I know this may be hard to believe, but there was a time when I was not so tightly laced. Just" he paused and looked away and sighed "life happens and things change you" <br><br>Looking back to her eyes he smiled "You make me feel free Sarah."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 21:07:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His shirt hung down over her body almost down to her knees so she didn't feel the need to put her jeans back on just yet, preferring instead to stretch out on the blanket and rest her back and head against him. Sarah 'did' find it hard to believe that he wasn't always wound so tightly, she had images of him in preschool tweed outfits, though she knew she was being a little ridiculous. He was so reserved always, this was such a nice change to see that he had it in him to just let loose and be free.<br><br>"I cant believe how happy I am right now, here with you, nothing has ever been this good, or right"<br><br>She knew she was being a little sentimental, but, a newfound love could do that to a person she thought.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 22:53:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wrapping his arms around her he was glad the sun was out to warm his still wet skin. Her wet hair rubbed against his cheek and he closed his eyes smiling. "I know the feeling" he whispered as his hands rubbed across her stomach. <br><br>Opening his eyes he suddenly did not care who saw them or what anyone would say. Leaning down he kissed the side of her neck and then licked the water from her skin. "Sarah" he whispered to her gently "There is still one thing we have not completely discussed" <br><br>Squeezing his arms around her he then nibbled her ear and whispered "Tell me how you felt when I tied you up" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 19:29:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah had felt so very many things when he'd tied her up that she wasn't entirely sure where to start to answer him. She had felt some hesitation, some trepidation, but more than anything, she'd felt enjoyment from it. Not from what he'd done once she was tied up, but being vulnerable like that, having to put your trust completely in someones hands that you knew to the very bottom of your being would never really hurt you, it was intoxicating.<br><br>Placing her hand over his as it rested on her, she tilted her head up to look at him better while they talked. <br><br>"I felt safe. I mean, I felt more than that, I enjoyed it, it was something new I'd never done before, but really, I felt safe"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-02-2010, 03:40:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rubbing her hand softly with his fingertips he smiled. "I like to hear that" he said softly. Her eyes were so captivating he found it hard to not get lost in them. She was soft and warm with her wet skin clinging to his shirt making her body stand out even more. <br><br>"I guess I would like to try more of that. It has been a lifelong dream of mine. It does not always have to be about punishment" he said smiling. Leaning in he kissed her cheek and then moved down to the side of her neck kissing lower. "I could make it quite pleasurable" he whispered and then kissed her again. <br><br>The time that he had tied her was a punishment. He wanted to show that the sexual punishment would be much better then disappointment or arguing. He thought she agreed with that and the sex was fantastic. Now he was trying to show her it could be more. So much more. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-03-2010, 18:01:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then, I'm so glad I can help you to fulfill that lifelong dream. I trust you, so I know it will be wonderful"<br><br>Sarah doubted very much that there was a better way to spend a Sunday afternoon then doing exactly as they were. There was something about the fact that this completely broke his usual routine that she loved, it meant he wasn't quite as rigid or set in his ways as she'd originally feared. <br><br>The dinner coming up that she would have to prepare so he could speak with her mother was weighing on her mind heavily, but it had been her idea, so she had to deal with that anxiety on her own, she wouldn't bother him with that, knowing he had his own reservations about it.<br><br>"I could sit here all day like this"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-03-2010, 22:19:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chuckling behind her he leaned down and placed his chin on her shoulder kissing her neck one time he whispered "Thats because you have my shirt. Eventually I am going to get cold" Pulling with his arms he adjusted her between his legs again and then added "Though being this close to you is doing wonders for making me warm" <br><br>Reaching over he pulled the picnic basket closer and began to dump a few things out and onto the blanket. He needed to eat or he was going to end up doing something positively illegal right her ein the park in front of these familes. Picking up some crackers and cheese he took a mouthfull and thnleaned back closing his eyes. The sun was now beating down on them and he felt for the moment that all was right in his world. <br><br>Wrapping his legs over hers he held her in place not wanitng her to move and not wanintg the moment to end. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 22:45:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah didn't have much of an appetite, but the warm sun had her reaching to the basket for another bottle of water, the wine sat in there untouched. It was a little difficult reaching for it as his legs had all but pinned her in place in an almost possessive manner, something she was surprised to find she liked. <br><br>"Are you really sure you want me to move in with you? This is so new, how can you be so sure its the right move?"<br><br>She wasn't trying to look for a reason not to do it, she just needed to hear that he was certain it was going to work. If he told her it would, she'd believe it, even though the notion of being that close to someone scared her more than she could say. <br><br>"I mean, did you give it a lot of thought, or was it a spur of the moment idea?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>02-03-2010, 23:39:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling he chewed slowly and then taking a sip of water he answered her "Of course I thought about it love" he told her with confidence. "An old dog might be learning some new tricks, but he did not change overnight. I have been thinking about making this offer for some time. I had considered cleaning out the upstairs room and renting it to you. I guess it was my secret way of trying to be closer to you" <br><br>Wrapping his arms around her he pulled her closer and kissed her neck "I guess it is even more true now" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 16:56:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shouldn't have been surprised that he'd given it so much thought, he was the type who always thought everything through. She was actually surprised though that he would have cleared out that entire upstairs room for her knowing how important that was to him. The truth was, as much as she thought she would enjoy exploring that more with him, if she'd hated it, she would still have given it a chance because it 'did' mean so much to him. <br><br>"I don't think you should change at all. Try new things, yes, but not change, I love who you are"<br><br>And she realized, she always had in one way or another. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 00:45:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing those words come from her mouth he felt the goosebumps pop on his skin. "I love you to" he whispered and kissed her behind her ear. <br><br>Squeezing his legs he smiled. "I think that you should live with me for several reasons. Not the least of which would be the frequency with which I would get to see you naked" Smiling he turned her head and looked into her eyes. <br><br>"Lets face facts Sarah" he said softly "I do not have a ton of years left on this earth. I have spent the bulk of my life doing what I thought was safe and worrying about the next day and frankly that's no way to live a life" Smiling lightly he told her "I love you. You love me. I do not want to waste another hour of that. I look into your eyes and I see life and happiness. I will face anything to keep that." <br><br>Nodding his head he sighed "Even talk to and forgive your mother" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 23:20:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She loved all of what he had to say, except the part where he wouldn't have a ton of years left. The last thing she wanted to think about was his mortality, he was older than her by a good deal, yes, but he wasn't so old that he should be thinking about that yet. She looked into his eyes and for the first time ever with a man, she saw more than that night, she saw tomorrow and the tomorrow after that. <br><br>Sitting forward, Sarah reached for the basket and pulled it towards them. She pulled out some of the bread and cheese he'd bought and started making them each a small plate, suddenly feeling quite hungry. She was sure it was out of nerves when he mentioned her mother, but she loved him for agreeing to try, though she had a feeling he wouldn't love that she was going to spring this on her mother to ensure that she showed up. She handed him a plate and leaned back against him smiling as she took a few bites, this was a perfect day. <br><br>"You know I wasn't kidding about that closet space, I have a ton of stuff"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 23:46:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rolling his eyes he took the plate and began to sample. "I do not know why" he teased as he rubbed his leg on hers. "I mean if it were up to me you would barely wear anything at all" he said with a wink. He wondered if she would find the irony of the man who used to be so disgusted by her choice of clothes showing flesh that now all he wanted was to see more. He supposed that her attire before had been such a tease showing him what he could not have. Now however he looked at it as a display of what he could kiss touch and make his. <br><br>Sighing he quickly gobbled down the plate and then closed his eyes. "I love this" he said softly as the small breeze came through and touched his face. He knew that the eyes and whispers were gone now and they were just a couple sharing an intimate moment in the park. The sun was warm and his skin was just slightly cook from the water. "And I love you" he added a moment later. Her soft warm body against him was not going unnoticed though and he swore she was moving her hips to entice him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>14-03-2010, 23:08:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was all so perfectly normal, leaning back against him, sharing a picnic in the park, a swim, a few tender moments. It was something she'd always wanted with someone and always seemed to be so far out of her reach. She'd thought she'd been in love in the past, she thought she'd been loved as well, but now she was realizing she'd never known love, not the way that he could and would love her. He would love her, cherish who she was, make her more not less, and she hoped, she could do the same for him. <br><br>It didn't take long before she fell asleep against him with the sun beating down on them. She dreamt of pleasant things that she'd never be able to recall, but it was peaceful and bright. Her life was going to be full of brightness because she was allowing this to happen. Sarah wondered if he knew what he meant to her, what his promises he'd made to her was doing to her? 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 00:21:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling her drift off warm and happy curled against him made him smile. He tried his best to not move and let her rest comfortably against him. Looking around the park eh smiled and was only concerned by one thing he saw. Across the park a young couple was watching their little boy stagger and take what could have only been some of his first steps. Toddling and wiggling along he nearly fell into his mother's arms as she clapped wildly making him chuckle. Looking down at Sarah he touched her hair and sighed. <br><br>He was not sure how she felt about children, but it was something he was going to have to talk to her about. After all he could have a girlfriend who most people would assume was his daughter and a child that would grow up calling him grandpa. Still the thought was not overly sad, just something to add to the list of things that they would need to sit down and have a long conversation about. <br><br>Her skin was so warm from the sun and he would have given anything to simply freeze the sun in place and let her lay against him until she wanted to wake up. The sun was not listening to the desires of one man that day though and soon it was dipping away and throwing her body into the shade of the tree he leaned against. Feeling stiff from sitting for so long he started to run his fingers up along her arm "Wakey wakey love" he told her softly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 02:36:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was certainly something to be said for waking up in a mans arm out in the open as they were. She hadn't realized she'd slept for so long, the sun was already setting which meant she had been out for a few hours at least. Sitting up she pulled her knees up to her chest starting to feel the chill from the air and the fact that all she had on was his shirt and ran her hands up and down her arms.<br><br>"You shouldn't have let me sleep so long, you must have been so bored sitting here"<br><br>Looking around the park, she noticed how many people had already packed up and gone home. She reached out for her jeans and slid them on for warmth, watching Marcus as she did. He seemed a bit lost in thought and quiet, though pensive was a very natural look for him and one she'd seen on a fairly regular basis. She pulled out the bottle of water and took a few sips from it as she continued to try to wake up, a little embarrassed that she had passed out as she had. Mentally she made a note that should they do this again, to bring a book for him in case she dozed off. <br><br>"I guess we should pack this up, its getting dark"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 02:50:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her with just the slightest smile on his face. "You looked so peaceful and happy it broke my heart to wake you up" he told her quite honestly. Helping her out he gathered up the items and placed them back in the basket. He stood up and stretched towards the sky and then realized with a wince that he was still clad in nothing but his jeans. Looking at her in his shirt he smiled though. "You do know how sexy you look with your sleeping body all covered up in my clothes?" <br><br>Picking up the basket he slipped his shoes on and started to gather up the blanket. "So when do I lose you tonight?" he asked. It was Sunday which meant class in the morning. He did not want to have to give her up at all, but he had pressed the issue hard today and he did not want to pressure her more then he already had. He was hoping she would stay for dinner at least. He could cook them something or be more then happy to take her out. He would just hope for any time more he could spend without her slipping away. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 03:10:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You'll probably want this back before we start walking though"<br><br>She slowly unbuttoned his shirt and slid it down her shoulders. Sarah couldn't help but wonder if this was enticing to him or embarrassing as they were still out in the park, though it was considerably less crowded now and there was a good deal less light. Feeling her way on the blanket she eventually found her own shirt and slid it over her head and into place and&nbsp; threw his shirt over to him.<br><br>"I should probably get home, I have some studying I should catch up on before tomorrow"<br><br>She didn't mention that she hadn't picked up a book in a few days now because her thoughts were too consumed with him. It wouldn't be good for either of them and she would catch up just fine.<br><br>"We do however need to pick a night for dinner with my mother. I need to tell her in advance to make sure she doesn't make plans for that night"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 03:22:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could not stop the smile when he saw her bare breasts and he did not hide the fact that his arousal quickly grew. A little saddened when she threw on her own shirt he sighed and then slung his shirt over his shoulder. He did not want to tell her that tonight he planned on curling up with it. It would smell of her and he could tell already that her absence in his bed tonight would make him toss and turn for some time. <br><br>Walking towards the car he nodded. "School first" he told her knowing that he had mentioned it time and again before their relationship and now he had to make it clear to himself even more then her. Walking with his arms full he started towards the car with her beside him and he tilted his head. "Well you know my schedule love" he told her honestly. If anyone knew he was home at least every night alone it was the woman who had spent the last few years sharing his life. <br><br>"The sooner the better though" he told her honestly "Better to do it now before I lose my nerve" he said with a wink as he opened the trunk. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 04:00:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah could sense the disappointment coming off of him as she told him she was going to be heading home shortly, she recognized it because she felt it herself. She also wondered if she'd see him the next day. Mondays she didn't work as she had two classes and used it to catch up on whatever she had neglected to do over the weekend for her other classes. She knew she couldn't alter her entire schedule around him, that wouldn't be healthy, and if she were going to be moving in with him, she'd see him plenty enough. Hopefully he wouldn't get sick of her in short time, it was the only real reservation she had, that and the lack of privacy she'd have. But what she'd gain would be well worth it, she hoped.<br><br>"You wont lose your nerve, you're not the cowardly type. How about day after tomorrow? Since I work in the mornings on Tuesday, it will give me plenty of time after classes to get everything ready and cook dinner"<br><br>And clean the house so it was presentable, and make certain her mother didn't over indulge in alcohol or whatever pill she managed to get her hands on. <br><br>"Have any special requests for dinner? Steak, chicken, Valium?" she said it with only a half laugh, for she herself was a bundle of nerves over it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 04:18:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Chuckling he knew she was only half joking. It was going to be a very tense evening and anything that would take the edge off would be a welcome distraction. "No worries for dinner and in order to be the perfect guest I will bring a bottle of the finest" he paused and then added "and strongest wine I own" <br><br>Walking around the car after he had loaded everything he moved to her door. He reached for the handle and then stopped. Reaching out he touched her hip and pulled her close. "Sarah" he said quietly "Thank you for such a wonderful weekend. Today was like icing on the finest cake I have ever had and I am truly sad to see it end. No matter what happens with your mother this week I want you to know two things" <br><br>Smiling he leaned in closer and kissed her lips softly. The kiss was long and slow lingering for a time like he was loathe to move away and admit the day was ending. Finally he pulled back and eyes closed he breathed in and then smiled. When he opened his eyes he then told her "I love you and no matter what I will always remember today" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 04:34:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It had been the perfect day, better than anything she'd ever read about in any book she'd read or movie she'd watched. It had been a perfect day and he was turning out to be her perfect man. Hers. She liked the sound of that. Perhaps it was too soon to be thinking so territorially, but, he had asked her to move in with him, if that didn't mean she could think of him as hers, then she didn't know what did.<br><br>Once she'd gotten home, she looked around her room and started looking at how she would start packing things up, what she would take with her and what she would leave behind. After a long talk, and a lot of arm twisting, she got her mother to agree to have dinner with her on Tuesday night and not to make any plans. She had told her that she had something she needed to discuss with her and it was important. She'd left off the part where Marcus would be joining them, Sarah knew she would never show up if she had, or worse, be prepared to cause a scene of epic proportions. No, ambushing her was the only way to ensure that she was off guard and unable to prepare.<br><br>She was barely able to focus on school in either of her classes on Monday and more than once she drove past the store in the afternoon, however she stopped herself from going in. She wondered what he was doing, what he was thinking. She'd call him later that night she promised herself, but in her efforts to catch up on her school work, she'd fallen asleep at her desk. When Tuesday morning rolled around, she was wreck. She showed up at the shop about twenty minutes before they were due to open to give them a few minutes alone. The door was still locked so she let herself in and looked in the back for him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 04:53:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After retuning home on Sunday he was astonished at how strange his apartment felt. As he bustled around taking care of food and changing his clothes into comfortable nightwear everywhere he looked there were reminders of her and her touch. He even smiled when he touched the busted knob of the coffee machine and drank a glass of red wine before bed instead of indulging i his late night cup. As he had planned that night he slept on the bed off from where she had spent the night before. Leaving his shirt he had worn on the pillow he swore he felt better rolling over and smelling her. <br><br>Monday's were always his least favorite day of the week. Ever since she had been in school it was her day off and he could now admit to himself he missed her presence. So much of his life was spent in death and rebuilding that just being near her was a breath of life. Even before he could put his finger on it exactly she had injected his life with her own. The day was longer then normal and more then once he picked up the phone to call her and then set it back down. He had told her time and again school first. He had to stay strong to show that he indeed meant it. <br><br>Monday night however was the longest night he could remember. Working late into the night he sat with the phone next to him on his workbench. He lost track of time trying to stay focused on the task at hand and before he knew it he was waking up the chimes of the large clock he had repaired the week before. <br><br>Blinking heavily he rubbed his eyes and tried to straighten up feeling incredibly stiff. Taking out his pocket watch he checked the time and then sighed. He must have not been able to stay awake any longer as he then picked up the phone. Checking the caller id he wondered if he had slept through the call and sighed when he realized he hadn't. Feeling like the girl who didn't get the call from the quarterback he was still walking out of the backroom when she came in the door. <br><br>Pausing with the phone in hand he tossed it not so subtly on the desk and then smiled. "Morning" he said trying to figure out how he could hide what he had done last night. Moving a bit though he blocked the backroom with his body and waited to see what she would do. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>16-03-2010, 22:58:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah hadn't expected the site she saw when she walked towards the back of the shop. The only thing she could think was he looked as if he'd been up all night. She knew she was probably not much better off, though she was better groomed this morning than he was. She had fallen asleep at her desk and had a crick in her neck form the awkward sleeping position. <br><br>Walking over to him, she smiled and tipped her head up to give him a kiss. She found that even though it was only one day, she had missed seeing him. Much more so than she cared to admit. She was not a clingy person, she was not the type to count on or rely on anyone else, so the fact that she'd missed him, was a bit unsettling. <br><br>"Good morning to you too"<br><br>She turned around and went to the front desk and put her things behind it as she normally did. Some things, she mused, would always be routine. <br><br>"Dinner is set for tonight, just come over after you close up tonight"<br><br>Looking around the shop, she realized that this place had been as much home to her over the last few years as her house was, more so in some ways as it was the only thing that was consistant and steady in her life.<br><br>"Do we have to open the shop today?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-03-2010, 00:06:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kissing her back he went to the shop door and slid it shut as she settled her things behind the counter where she normally did. Nodding his head he smiled realizing she was none the wiser about what he was working on. Walking over behind her he figured that was the plan all along and then he paused when she said her next statement. <br><br>Sarah might have done of lot of things when she were a bit younger, but she always did her work. To have her not ask to open up the store was a bit strange and he paused searching for an answer. "Well I guess not" he said quietly. No one would probably come in. Most days the best they could hope for was a few lookie loos. The bulk of the sales now came form the internet and his personal collection of well funded and hungry antique buyers. So one day would not make much of any difference now that he considered it. <br><br>Sliding over he leaned on the counter near her and cocked his head to the side. "Tuesdays are always pretty slow anyhow. I got most of the orders out yesterday and called a few estates. So sure. We can take the day off. Did you have something you needed to do?" he asked as he stared at her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-03-2010, 01:38:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Sure we can take the day off</em>? Had she heard him correctly? In five years she'd never known him to take a day off unless he was were ill or she had been there to cover the shop when he had errands to do. She hadn't actually expected he'd say yes, it was a whim really, she had missed him the day before and wanted more time alone with him. She wanted more time to solidify what they had started. But now she was on the spot and had to think of something that she would have had in mind, for she never expected the yes. It was near impossible to hide the shock from her face. There were a few things she had in mind to do with him, but that would take a little planning and with their dinner tonight with her mother, it wasn't the time for her surprises she had for him. Fortunately, she was a quick thinker and good when on the spot. <br><br>"With dinner tonight, and I know how stressful this is going to be, I just thought we could, no, I thought you should have a day a bit on the relaxing side. It doesn't have to be a completely work free day, there are a few estate sales that I'm sure we could go to. Perhaps take in a movie, I remember how much you said you used to love that. Just something with little stress so you'll be in the right frame of mind tonight. I have a class this afternoon, but until then, I'm completely free"<br><br>And if they were having a good enough time, she could make the class up, she wasn't too concerned about that. She doubted with the upcoming dinner she'd be able to think about anything else anyway.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-03-2010, 01:51:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled listening to her and realized she was scrambling. Keeping that thought to himself he nodded his head. "Anything you want love and I do mean anything" he said and leaned over quickly and kissed her cheek. "I am going to need a nice hot shower. I am a bit stiff this morning" he finished by running his hand through his incredibly messy hair. Heading for the stairs he turned to her. "Why don't you check the estate sales for today? We can make it a learning day if you like. You can take the reins and make the purchases today" <br><br>He had let her buy before, but on a limited scale. He really wanted to teach her more and more and with the classes she had been taking then maybe she was truly ready to step up to this level. Heading up the stairs he paused in the kitchen and turned on the coffee machine setting it up. Wincing slightly at the pain his back he stripped off the white tshirt he was wearing and tossed it to the floor near the bedroom. Leaning over the sink he took a breath and tried to make the spasm go away. Sighing he hated being old and stiff. <br><br>He stayed there waiting for the coffee to finish up so he could have a hot cup waiting after his shower. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-03-2010, 22:45:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Downstairs, Sarah made certain that the door to the shop was locked and the closed sign was up. She still couldn't believe he'd consented to closing the shop for the day. It was first for certain, perhaps she was a bad influence on him, not that she minded it so much. She booted up the computer and looked up the estate sales that were within an hours drive of them. She didn't want to head too far away in case she did make it to her afternoon class, and she still had a dinner to prepare for. <br><br>She was tempted, very tempted to go upstairs and join him in the shower, but if she did that, they would never leave his apartment today and she also didn't have a change of clothes here. Usually by this point in a relationship she was done. She'd spent some time, had her fun and it was time to move on, so why were her feet firmly planted on the ground this time? Was she really going to move in with him? The thought brought a bit of panic to her, but she was determined not to let him see it. She printed out the information of where they would head too and sat down in the back to wait.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-03-2010, 00:05:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After a refreshing shower and half a cup of coffee he felt almost human again. Pulling on a pair of jeans and a gray sport coat he headed down the stairs cup in hand. Sipping the coffee he almost reached over to turn on all the lights, but at the last minute remembered that he was staying closed today. Sipping his coffee he turned and walked over to look over her shoulder. <br><br>"So I see we have the Anderson estate and possibly the Culvertsons" eh said picking up the paper and sipping his coffee. At this point he would usually leave and head out leaving her at the store and return with the treasures. Instead today he had a different idea. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a small blacknotebook and haded it to her. "The checkbook is inside and if they will not take that there is a respectable amount of cash as well" Standing and offering it to her he pulled the keys form his other pocket "But I am still driving" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>18-03-2010, 02:03:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah took the notebook from him and flipped through it. She looked at the checkbook and then at the cash that was tucked into the flap before looking back up at him. Was he really going to trust her to do the buying? She had no idea how to do that, what if she picked the wrong things or paid too much for something. This was his business, obviously he wasn't thinking with his brain just then because there was no way she wanted that kind of responsibility. She looked down at it and back over at him and held the book out for him to take back.<br><br>"I wouldn't even begin to know what to pick or anything. You're the expert there, I'm just along for the company"<br><br>There were a lot of things with this man she wanted to share. His bed, his heart, his personal life, but his business was his and if he wanted to teach it to her that was fine, but she had no desire for the responsibility when it came to the money end of it. Money wasn't why she was with him, oh she knew he had plenty of it, but that wasn't why she loved him, it wasn't why she was with him. If he thought that, then...she stopped herself from going off onto a tangent in her mind that would cause friction between them. It was nerves about tonight, that's all it was she had to remind herself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-03-2010, 02:52:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking the book he then sat on the desk and put his hand in hers. "Sarah, We have pans for the future. Some of that will include going around the world to auctions and dealers. I am not going to be able to spot everything nor do I have your" he paused there and then looked at her and raised his eyebrows "Shall we say charming demeanor? I am sure that some of the more unique dealers will be impressed with a woman who can hold their own. I won;t force this on you Sarah, but I think your ready" <br><br>Standing up he held it out one more time keeping his hand on it. "I am right there with you. Like I said before. I won't let you fail. If your feeling weak that's fine. Just remember that I have confidence in you. You helped to make this place what it is. I just want to return the favor" <br><br>He hoped she would say yes. He wanted her to know that he wanted the best for her and he truly felt she was ready for this. She had an eye for this even if she didn't know it yet. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>18-03-2010, 03:13:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hadn't made the store anything, it had been quite a place before she'd ever shown up that first time she met him so many years ago. Oh she liked to think that she'd help bring her own sense of style to the displays and the customers usually took to talking with her when they came in, but it was his work, his vision, she merely worked there. She'd sat with him while he'd done some on line buying and he'd gone over various pricing guides and taught her a great deal about antiques, but she still wasn't sure that she could do this. Why did he have so much faith in her? Sarah took the book back, though a little tentatively and nodded. <br><br>"If I'm so ready, then let me drive" she said with a sly smile. She wouldn't go as far as to say he drove like an old man, but she did prefer the speed.<br><br>Purposely she'd ignored and discarded the part of the conversation where he'd made mention of plans for the future. The future wasn't something she was ready to think about, the very fact that she was making plans to move in with him was scary enough, but that's about as far into the future as she was ready to see. It occurred to her that he might be pushing things to move so much faster than either of them were ready for because it had been so long since he'd been with someone who truly cared about him. It made her sad in a way, but glad that he was available and they had come together. <br><br>She held out her hand for the keys next, knowing it was a long shot.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-03-2010, 03:26:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Running his tongue around the inside of his mouth he let out a long breath. He had not been driven anywhere in many years and he had seen the way she peeled out sometimes when she thought she was out of sight of the shop. Reaching in his pocket he fumbled for a moment with the keys. Drawing it out for a moment he then pulled his keys out and set them on the desk. "Be gentle on the pedals love" he whispered. <br><br>She wanted to see if he trusted her and he smiled as he pulled his hand away. Turning he walked towards the back door of the store and opened the door to the alley. "You choose where we go first. I will advise on purchases and since it's your first time if you run into any trouble please" Smiling he bowed "Feel free to call upon the master" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>18-03-2010, 03:43:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't have to be told twice, for one thing Sarah loved to do was drive and he had a really nice car. She would go easy on the gas pedal as she didn't want him to think that she was taking advantage, and in reality, the last thing she needed was another speeding ticket. One or two more and she might end up with a suspended license and she doubted that would go over all too well. <br><br>Once they got in the car she pulled out and drove through town not going over the speed limit. She didn't open the car up until they hit the highway and then she comforted herself, and him, by saying she had to go with the flow of traffic. She pulled the paper with the directions out of her bag and handed them to him, thinking he might appreciate her keeping her eyes on the road.&nbsp; Rather than turn the radio on, she opted for some conversation, and enjoying his company as they had a bit of a drive ahead of them.<br><br>"So, since we have that dinner tonight, when were you thinking of me moving in?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>18-03-2010, 15:46:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When he slid into the passenger seat he blinked slowly at the odd sensation. Watching her pull out of the alley and down onto the street he bit his tongue and then silently told himself she knew what she was doing. Reaching down he picked up his sunglasses and slid them. It was not that bright out, but he hoped that way if he had to squeeze his eyes shut in terror that she might not see it. <br><br>Taking the directions from her he noticed that she was right on course and looking down at the papers kept his eyes off the road. He had grumbled when she said she was keeping pace with traffic, but had said nothing. She was right the morning commuters that were running behind were the ones they were running with now and she was right on their tales. Sighing he leaned back in his seat and put the directions in his lap when she started talking. <br><br>"As soon as you like" he told her quite frankly. "I am not sure how much you have at home now, but if it is substantial I can hire someone with no problem. If not you and I can move whatever you need" Rubbing his chin he looked over and then asked "Do you want me to clean out the upstairs room for you to have?" He knew it was a loaded question and she would see right through it, but he was curious what she would say now that she had time to think about it. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>19-03-2010, 18:54:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She turned her head to look at him for just a moment before turning back to the road. After everything he'd told her about what that room, rather what it symbolized meant to him, did he really think she'd tell him to pack it up? Hadn't she assured him enough that she was more than willing and interested to explore that with him? Was he testing her or being facetious? <br><br>"I wouldn't object to you cleaning the room, but cleaning it out? I don't think that's a good idea. I am not moving in to be your roomate, I'm moving in to be with you, so you'll just have to deal with me invading your personal space, as I don't want the upstairs for myself"<br><br>Sarah wondered if he really knew what he was getting into by asking her to move in. She wondered if he really thought even for a second that she would ask him to clean out the one room that apparently meant so much to him. <br><br>"Besides, if you cleaned it all out, wouldn't that make it hard for you teach me about it? For us to explore things as you've said you wanted to?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>21-03-2010, 20:22:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Swallowing he kept his eyes focused on the road. He did not want her to see the excitement that was in his eyes or the fact that listening to her talk about exploring that aspect had caused his body to respond and in his jeans his erection was pushing painfully against the zipper. Having wanted a playmate to explore this with his entire life now the woman who he loved was telling him she was willing to explore his darker desires. He nearly leaned over to kiss her cheek, but did not want to risk the car crash. <br><br>Clearing his throat he smiled. "Well" he said when he felt he could find his voice again "I think I will just have to suck it up then and get rid of some of those bellbottoms clogging my closet" <br><br>Pointing to the exit sign two miles away they headed off and down into the higher class neighborhood filled with older style turn of the century houses and began to search for the address. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>21-03-2010, 23:49:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Bell bottoms? If that's the truth, you 'have' to wear them for me before you get rid of them" <br><br>She couldn't help but laugh as she said it, the idea that he would ever have worn something so tacky appalled her, but really she doubted he'd ever stooped so low. In fact she doubted he owned anything that could really pass off for casual wear. She got off at the exit that he'd pointed to and then followed all the side street directions until they reached the estate sale location. She was glad that he'd insisted she dress a certain way for the shop so that she had a wardrobe that wouldn't embarrass him or her at a place like this where everything was top of the line antiques. Sarah was nervous, beyond nervous. She just knew she was going to mess this up, but she wasn't going to back out now. If Marcus wanted her to do the buying, then she'd do it, and she'd do it well. <br><br>Sarah picked her way through countless end tables and clocks, vases and figurines. So far she saw nothing that was unique or truly worth the drive up here. It was the same things you could find at any general antique shop. She found a cigar humidor however that according to the description was from the civil war. While the price was a lot higher than she thought it should have been, there was something about the piece, the hand carvings on the wood, that made her think it was worth it. She tried her hand at getting the cost down and after a bit she got them to knock ten percent off the asking price for it. Because it was still so much though, she turned to Marcus for his opinion before she wrote the check, she wasn't going to spend that much without asking him first.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>22-03-2010, 01:37:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking around and recognizing a couple of the other buyers he smiled and nodded in acknowledgment. Watching Sarah pass over the standard items he was pleased. Let the more trivial shops deal in the mundane. When people came to them they expected a higher caliber and something unique and he was more then happy to provide that. <br><br>When she selected the humidor he took an interest and looked over her shoulder watching the item carefully. Sarah had training but not experience and that was something that was learned over time not training. Looking at the wood and the etching he noted a small signature in the bottom corner of the box and then hid the smile that crossed his face. Recognizing the workmanship and signature as a workman who was commissioned during the civil war to produce humidors of value for large southern plantation owners to help win their support for the goverment he was quite pleased. When Sarah turned to him he simply nodded and walked to look at some of the more mundane items. <br><br>A keen eye is not learned it is in you and Sarah had it. The humidor was the thing he would have selected as well. A few hours of work and it would be in top condition and worth almost double what they were paying to a military collector. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>22-03-2010, 03:33:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah made her way through the various tables, greeted one or two people she'd met in the shop or dealt with by phone. This was the first estate sale she'd actually been too, and while she'd looked through the catalogues from auctions with him before, she was failing to see why he enjoyed this so much. There was only one item of note in the entire place, she had been bored before she even got through paying for it. It was interesting, as she had always thought she would have loved the buying end of the store, nothing made her happier usually than shopping. The one part of it however that she found she loved, when he approved the purchase she'd wanted to make. Partly she wondered if he would have said yes to whatever she had wanted to get just because she'd picked it, or because he really thought she'd made a good find. <br><br>"I really dint see anything else here worth our time. But then, I dint know as much about it as you do. Did I miss things?"<br><br>She ran her fingers over the carvings on the humidor she'd bought while waiting for him to answer. They had one other sale to hit that afternoon and then they would need to get back if she was going to make her class and have time to make dinner. It was already an interesting day, and it had barely started.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-03-2010, 02:52:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching her move he noted her reactions to the items as she saw them. He was pleased she was neither snapping up everything she saw and she was not ignoring it all either. When she finally approached him he simply smiled and shook his head. "You did not miss a thing with the items you passed over" he told her. Taking the humidor he walked with her out the doors to the car and waited by the trunk. When she opened it he then flipped the humidor on its side and pointed to the initials. "However on this you might have noticed the artist's signature" <br><br>Smiling he tucked the item in the trunk and covered it with a small blanket he kept inside. Shutting the trunk and walking to the door he opened the drivers side and then waited calmly for her to get in. "Let's hit the next one and this time relax. You did just fine" <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>23-03-2010, 04:01:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Relax, she could do that, afterall she hadn't completely fumbled the sale and even got it at a better cost than the asking price. The second estate sale held nothing of interest though and all too quickly they were headed back towards the shop. She found though, during the second sale that she enjoyed herself a bit more, she did as he'd said, she relaxed and just let instinct take over. There were one or two pieces she thought would have made for good sales, but the asking prices were ridiculous and she knew that there would be another sale from these same people in a matter of months and she could pick them up then at a fraction of the cost. When they got the store, Sarah stood by the car rather than move to go into the shop. She had a busy afternoon and needed to prepare for the evening. <br><br>"I wish I could go in with you, but I have class this afternoon. What time do you think you'll be by for dinner so I can have everything ready?"<br><br>Of course, she would have been thrilled to blow off class and just stay with him until it was time to make dinner. She had a bad feeling about this night, but it was a step they both had to take if she was going to move in with him, which was something they both wanted, much to her surprise.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-03-2010, 15:02:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her second time out she did much better. Perhaps the confidence of finding an item that was valuable or the fact that he had faith in her bolstered her. Either way he watched her move through and he could see her eyes taking in items and her mind clicking on what the asking price versus the sale price would be. In his world it was not so much about what something was worth, but what you could sell it for. He did deal with a more exclusive clientele then most, but that was his edge and Sarah was working that edge very well. <br><br>Standing by the back door to the shop he took the humidor out of trunk. "I will be there at six thirty" he told her sounding much more confident then he was about the evening. Leaning in he kissed her cheek and just kind of held his face and forehead to hers for a moment. "You did good today Sarah. I am sure we will make it through tonight as well"<br><br>Leaning over he sought out her lips and kissed them hoping she would sense how much he had missed her touch over the last couple days. When he pulled back he still had the same smile "Now get to class" he told her as he headed for the back door her purchase under his arm. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>23-03-2010, 23:34:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah's class ended all too soon before she was back at her house. She spent the better part of two hours cleaning the house though how her mother made such a mess in such a short time was completely beyond her. Since she decided she didn't want to risk poisoning Marcus, and her culinary talents were limited to eggs and anything that could be stuck in the oven, she'd ordered dinner from a local restaurant and put it in the oven to give off the impression that she'd actually cooked it herself. While she was far from the religious sort, she said a quick prayer when she heard her mother come in that she wasn't on anything and would be civil tonight.<br><br>"Sarah, why is the table set for three?"<br><br>"Well, mom, I told you tonight I wanted you to be here for dinner, the reason was I wanted you to meet someone"<br><br>"Someone?"<br><br>"Someone who is important to me, someone I would really appreciate if you were nice to, this means a lot to me, I don't ask you for a lot, please, just...be nice"<br><br>"Why wouldn't I be nice?"<br><br>The bell rang just in time that she didn't have to answer that question. She swallowed hard as she went to open the door certain she was going to bite a hole in her lip if she bit it any harder. Suddenly she didn't feel like the twenty year old she'd grown into who was moving in with someone, but like a child again. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-03-2010, 23:59:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His nicest bottle of wine in one hand in hsi other he held an ornate hatbox. He was not as nervous as Sarah, but he could tell he had osme anxeity. He had avoided her mother since that one fateful day and barely ahd any contact. Now he was not only supposed to talk and discuss with her, but to sit down be civil and share a meal. When Sarah answered the door he smiled at her and resisted the urge to gather her up in his arms. He could see the way she was barely holding herself together and he wanted more then anything to gather her up and whislk the two of them away. Instead he steeled himself and followed her inside. <br><br>Looking across the room to see her mother he took a breath. "Good evening" he told her as he set down the hatbox and offered the wine. "Something that shuld go well with dinner" he offered setting the bottle on the table and then stuffing hsi hands in his pockets feelng very out of place. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 01:27:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah stood in the middle of the room with her mother on one side glaring and Marcus on the other looking as if he were walking into an execution and from Sarah's point of view, he wasn't far off.&nbsp; She took a deep breath when she saw her mother go to the liquor cabinet and pour herself a drink, knowing this was going to go downhill fast if something wasn't done, but what she had no idea.<br><br>"Him? This is who you invited to dinner? Have you lost your mind?"<br><br>"Okay, mom just calm down, Marcus, please, come inside. Now we're going to sit down like civilised people and have a pleasant dinner"<br><br>It had only been two minutes and already she felt like this was a huge mistake. What was she thinking? Why had she pushed for this? Did she really think that her mother would be able to let the past go and be civil towards Marcus. And when she looked over at him, she couldn't help but wonder what was going through his mind just then. He was probably looking at her mother and seeing what she would become in time and rethinking the entire relationship, could she really blame him if he did? 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 02:06:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing Sarah's paniced look he stepped closer to the table and then pulled out his chair. He thought for a moment trying to stumble on something that might help.<br><br>Reaching out he took the glasses and gathered them up. "Sarah would you happen to have a corkscrew?" he said holing out the bottle of wine. Turning to her mothers back he cleared his throat and then forced a smile. "You know the wine is very expensive and it is mine. Just offering to be the one funding the drinks instead of you wasting yours" <br><br>He hoped she would see the humor and try some of the wine. If not he had just made things worse and that was the last thing he wanted to do to Sarah. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 03:18:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				If it were possible for time to stand still or go in slow motion, Sarah was certain&nbsp; that was what was happening as she stood there and heard what he'd said to her mother. Oh she knew he was trying to lighten the situation, but she also knew her mother and her attitude when it came to Marcus. For years she'd heard about how she should quit her job, how he was just using her so the clients would have something pretty to look at and forget that they were paying a fortune for overpriced used crap, how he only wanted her to finish school so he could rub it in her face how uneducated she was and the list went on and on. Long ago she'd stopped talking to her mother about work, about school, about anything that mattered to her, so what possibly did she hope to accomplish by this?<br><br>"This was a mistake, I'm sorry. I thought it would be really nice if you two could try to get along. I'm moving in with Marcus, I had hoped that you'd be happy for me, but I don't think you can be"<br><br>"Moving in with him? He's old enough to be your grandfather have you completely lost your mind? And you..." she said turning her fury on Marcus, "she's a child, you would do this to spite me?"<br><br>Sarah heard the words come out of her mothers mouth but was in complete shock after hearing them. She really didn't think much of her, that someone could want her because of who she was, not because of what they could get. <br><br>"You should have told me it was him coming here Sarah, I would have saved us all the trouble and not been here"<br><br>Closing her eyes she sat down at the table. It had been much worse than she'd thought it might be, and yet, it seemed to free her up in her mind. She could go now and not feel the pang of guilt that was eating away at her. She couldn't try any harder could she? Was she supposed to sacrifice her life? <br><br>"That didn't go quite like I had planned" she said after she heard her mothers bedroom door slam shut.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 04:58:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Clenching his jaw he listened to the argument and loud voices and said nothing. It was difficult to keep his mouth shut and not say anything, but he knew he would upset Sarah more if he berated her mother in front of her. So instead he stayed still even when the bedroom door slammed and she sat down at the table. <br><br>Turning he looked at Sarah and he felt nothing but sadness. She had tired so hard to earn the love and respect of a woman who deserved neither. Besides giving her life her mother had done nothing in her life to show her affection or genuine desire for her daughter to succeed. Now on the brink of busting away from a life the same as her own all the woman could think of was her own selfish desires. He forsaw this going this way earlier in the night, but he had still done what he could. <br><br>Patting Sarah's shoulder he walked to the hatbox he had brought with him. Inside was a very ornate clock from the turn of the century. He had worked for days on it and carved an inscription of the day of Sarah's birth on the bottom. Inside he had included a note telling her of how proud she should be of her daughter and because of her strong will was why Sarah had focused and tried so hard to get ahead in life. He had encased a photo of the young girl who was working in his shop. He had hoped to give it to her as a going away present. Now he simply set it outside of her bedroom door. For all he knew she would simply smash it, but at least it said the one thing he wanted her to know. <br><br><em>Sarah is the most amazing woman I have ever known. I love her an no matter what happens I will do whatever I can to make the rest of her life the happiest she can possibly be</em><br><br>Turning he walked back to her at the table and sighing he touched her shoulder again. "Would you like me to go?" he asked not sure how to handle the family dispute. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>24-03-2010, 23:21:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I cant think of a reason you'd want to stay after such a pleasant evening"<br><br>She wanted to ask him if his going was just to leave the house, or going as in going as far away from this relationship and dysfunctional family as he could get, but she couldn't bring herself to ask. There was some small part of her that had actually thought this would go a little smoother, that just once she could have something normal in her life at home, but she was asking too much. She knew it before it started, but had tried anyway. <br><br>Getting up from the table, Sarah went into the kitchen and turned the oven off, pulled the food out and dumped it all in the sink, her appetite completely gone. She felt like crying but she wouldn't allow herself to do that, especially not with Marcus there. He probably already thought she was too much drama as it was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 00:17:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching her he sighed and wished there was something anything he could do or say that might ease her suffering. She was suffering and watching her be in pain was one of the hardest experinces of his life. When she pulled the food out of the oven he sighed and moved even closer. <br><br>"You know it is not totally ruined yet" he said as he leaned against the wall. "We could have dinner just the two of us and if your mother fel like joining us later she could" <br><br>He swallowed not knowing if her mother would be furious he was still in the house or what he should be doing. Watching Sarah all he knew was he wanted to ease her pain and hold her to tell her everything was going to be allright. This changed nothing. He still wanted her and wanted her to choose to be with him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>25-03-2010, 02:26:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Why didn't he leave? Why was he sticking around? After everything that had just happened, he should have been bolting for the door just then, not trying to make her feel better. Part of her wanted to grab her coat and keys and take off, but she doubted that would go over too well, especially after the way things had gone down so far. <br><br>"I think I've lost my appetite. I'm really sorry, this isn't how I wanted tonight to go. If you want to leave, its okay"<br><br>If he still wanted her to move in with him, then she wouldn't have to put up with this anymore, she could go along her way and just be happy and in love, and not worry about how her mother would react to every little thing. There was a part of her that wanted to just hold on to him until every bad thought and feeling left her, until she could forget the whole night and just remember why she loved him and was leaving here and all this behind. Then there was another part of her that was too much like her mother that wanted to push him away, though not for selfish reasons, if she pushed him away now, she'd spare him the pain and drama that every man who had ever been unfortunate to get involved with her mother had been through. He'd be better off in the long run wouldn't he?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>28-03-2010, 17:40:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Frowning he sighed and then walked over to stand behind her in the chair. Reaching out he put hi shand on her shoulder and squeezed it gently. He wanted to reassure her and to tell her everything would be allright, but this was her forum and her battle. He would not force her into this descision as he wanted it to be what she wanted. <br><br>Licking his lips he sighed and then squeezed harder. "I do not want to go" he told her frankly. "Being with someone you love means standing by them no matter what. I will be here Sarah no matter what" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>29-03-2010, 03:43:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took everything she had not to let the tears fall, but she wouldn't be weak in front of him. Instead she tipped her head the side to rest against his arm. Suddenly she felt so very tired and she just wanted to curl up in bed, and then she realized when she pictured doing that, it wasn't her bed she saw, but his. She saw that he meant what he was saying, he was going to stand by her regardless of her mother or anything else. <br><br>"You may not want to go, but I do. Will you take me back to your place tonight?"<br><br>She got up from the chair and turned to face him for only an instant before she leaned up against him. Just that simple contact had her feeling so much better about everything, knowing that she didn't have to face it all alone. Sarah knew she wasn't using him for comfort or safety, that was simply an added benefit of having him. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>29-03-2010, 14:32:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she touched her head to his hand he simply gave a brief smile and then nodded. "Of course" he told her without a moments hesitation. He wanted her to feel it was as much her home as this place and her asking him to stay was a good feeling for him. <br><br>When she leaned against him he put a single arm around her and touched the small of her back. Just a simple move to reassure her that he was there and no matter what the cost or toll he was going to be. Breaking the contact he walked to stand by the front door and wait. "I will wait here if you need to get some things" he told her not knowing if she was ready to bolt out the door or if she needed her clothes and books for class in the morning. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>29-03-2010, 23:32:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll just be a minute or two, I'll throw a few things together. I figure, if I'm going to be moving in, I can leave a few things there before it happens"<br><br>Sarah leaned up and kissed him before she walked back to her room. Once she was alone she allowed herself a few minutes to feel bad about what had happened. Part of her knew her mother would have had that reaction, part of her blamed herself entirely for it, if she had warned her mother in advance, she wouldn't have been there and the ugly scene wouldn't have followed. Why had that been so important to her? She'd never had her mothers approval in the past so why would now have been any different? Did it matter anymore? She had Marcus, all she had to worry about now was pleasing him. At least with him, she knew that she could do something right.<br><br>She pulled out an overnight bag and packed away a few outfits in case she decided to stay a few days, packed up her school books and headed back out to the living room where he was waiting for her. <br><br>"I'm ready"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>30-03-2010, 00:03:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The kiss made him feel warm and as she vanished he simply stood and folded his arms behind his back. He was not going to antagonize the situation any more then possible. Not even doing his usual pacing he stood in place watching in the direction she vanished to. <br><br>When she returned he opened the door then offered to take her bag. He was more then ready to leave this night and this place behind them. He could see the tension and the sadness in her every minute they were there. Now he went to the car and opened the door for her he smiled. "I figure if you can drive it with me in it you would not mind leaving yours here and taking mine to class for a few days" he offered hoping she would ride with him. He did not want to be separated from her again tonight and was hoping to have her securely snuggled in his arms soon enough. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>30-03-2010, 02:40:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She got in the car and waited until he pulled out of the driveway, down the block and around the corner before she spoke. She wanted to ask him why he cared so much, why he loved her. What could she possibly give him but trouble? Why did none of that sink in for her until tonight? Maybe it was selfish of her, but at the moment she didn't care, she needed him tonight, no, not just tonight, she just needed him. <br><br>"I'm really sorry about tonight. I don't know what I was thinking, I should have known it was going to go badly. It wasn't worth it"<br><br>Sighing she leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. It was nights like this she wished she was a little girl again and could make the monsters go away simply&nbsp; by closing her eyes. <br><br>"You must be starving you didn't get dinner" she said trying to lighten the mood. "I can probably fix you something when we get back to your place" In that moment she realized how much she wanted to say when we got home, when we got to our place.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>30-03-2010, 03:06:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking over at her he smiled. She did not know it but the way she looked in the streetlights passing over head made her hair shine. She really was beautiful, but that was not what she needed to here at that moment. Reaching out his hand he placed it on her knee and squeezed. "Well at least we only have your Mom to worry about. The nice thing about dating an older guy is no pressure to meet his folks" turning he tried to brighten her mood "Mine do not have much to say these days" <br><br>Turning onto the street the shop was on he chuckled "You know how to cook? I am shocked. I have a ton of things in the house. I am sure if you can not find something I can whip us up something tasty" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>30-03-2010, 04:14:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Actually no, I cant cook unless its breakfast or throwing some soup into a pot from a can. The dinner I was 'cooking' tonight I got from a restaurant"<br><br>There was no point in trying to be something she wasn't, he loved her for who she was, flaws and all. <br><br>"I&nbsp; want to do it soon, this weekend, Sunday when the store is closed. Is that too soon for you? Do you need or want more time?"<br><br>It seemed to have come out of nowhere, but suddenly she felt full of energy and the idea of waiting any longer or wasting anymore time was not acceptable for her. She wanted to move in and she wanted it now. She was ready, she realized she had been ready and she was not going&nbsp; to throw more road blocks in front of them. <br><br>"What do you think?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>31-03-2010, 02:12:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tonight is not too soon" he told her as he rounded the corner. He was willing to offer to pay for someone to apck up her things, but he did not want to seem pushy. It seemed her mind was made up and he was very pleased that she had chosen to be with him. <br><br>Pulling up in front of the old pizza place not far from the house he turned to her. "I know it is not the meal you had in mind, but Jack could make us something hot and filling to take home. I do not feel much like cooking tonight either" Jumping out of the car he walked around and opened her door. Iffering her his hand to help her out he then wrapped an arm around her waist. "How much hauling iwll you need?" he asked as he guided her towards the door. "I can get us a truck and some hired help if it is needed"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>31-03-2010, 03:31:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm really not hungry, but I can certainly provide some good company while you eat"<br><br>She walked with him into the restaurant and slid into a booth across from him. She was a whirlwind of emotions over the night. Great sadness, anger and happiness and love all rolled into one night, it was no wonder her head was spinning in every direction.<br><br>"I don't have a ton of stuff, I mean, I have a lot of clothes, but, my clothes and some personal effects are really it, everything else is either my moms or stuff I wouldn't want to bring with me. One or two trips with both our cars should be enough"<br><br>When the waiter brought over two glasses of water, she took a few sips and waited until he left before she spoke again.<br><br>"Are you sure you want me to move in? Last chance to back out. I'll....I'll understand if you want to" even though it would kill her, she thought.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>31-03-2010, 15:20:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				AS they sat down facing each other he shook his head "Well hungry or not you should eat something. Keep your strength up" Worrying about her was easy. He had been doing that since the day he met her. Now it was even easier to slip into because he wanted her to be happier now then ever before.<br><br>Leaning back he shook his head "You should know me better then that Sarah" he began. "Trying to hide my happiness at you making the final decision is not easy. The woman I love is not only going to share my workplace now, but she is going to live with me and share my life. I am beyond eager and looking forward to this. I temper myself because I know tonight was not easy on you, but inside I am overjoyed" <br><br>Reaching out he took her hand in his and nodded. "Yes, please, come live with me"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>31-03-2010, 22:11:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah hadn't realized she'd been holding her breath until he spoke and then she was able to breath a sigh of relief. She was so relieved in fact that she ordered a salad to appease him, despite her lack of appetite. In a way, she knew he was going to say to live with him, it would have shocked her completely if he'd said that he would rather she didn't, but she'd felt the need to ask anyway.<br><br>"No, tonight wasn't easy, but it was an eye opener I think. I have to live my life for me, and I want that to be with you"<br><br>They sat in silence for a short while until their food came out and Sarah started picking at the salad in front of her. She was still extremely nervous about living with him, she'd never lived with a man before, hell she'd never been this level of involved before. Since her mother was incapable of a real relationship with a man, she had no role model to base it on either and she was terrified she was going to mess it up. There were so many emotions flowing through her she was afraid to express any of them for she knew they wouldn't come out right, choosing instead to reach across the table and take his hand in hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-04-2010, 20:18:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as she spoke. Taking her hand he ran his fingers over the back of her hand softly touching the skin. "If you learn anything from me" he said nodding "I hope it is that. Do not live thinking about what could make you happy. Find it. Latch on and then do not let go" Proving his point he squeezed her hand hoping she would see how he was doing the same. <br><br>When the small pizza came he slid his hand away and then ate in silence. There was not much else he could say. He was so very happy to be taking her home with him, but on the other hand he knew she had made a major descion. Hopefully in the cold light of day she would see it was the right one. Sliding his pizza closer to her he wondered if she would even pick the toppings and try and eat. He worried for her and not eating was never a good thing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-04-2010, 22:46:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was good advice and she knew it, though she did wonder, and not for the first time, why he had waited so long to open himself up to someone. He was attractive, successful, interesting, why was he alone for so long? She frowned a bit when he slid the pizza in front of her, she'd picked at her salad, but her appetite after that horrible scene was all but gone, however, it wasn't worth having a lengthy discussion about the perils of skipping meals, so she picked some of the toppings from it hoping to appease him. <br><br>"So I guess I've got a lot of work to do over the next week or so, changing my address on everything"<br><br>Mentally she started making a list, her drivers license, her credit card, the school and a few other things. Thinking about it, she couldn't help but smile, it was going to be a really good start to her new life. She already knew if she didn't write it down when they got home, she would forget to do any of it. Now that she'd be with Marcus all the time, she knew she was going to have to be more diligent and less forgetful. It was going to be rough, but she'd find a way to do it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-04-2010, 23:41:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing her eat a bit made him happy and he eased off and did not press it any more. Nodding his head he listened to her. "Paperwork is easy" he told her when she had finished "I just hope you can handle living under the same roof with my coffee machine" <br><br>Paying the bill he stood up and then offered her his hand to help her out of the booth. Walking out holding her hand he walked to the car and stopped just in front of it. "I know it is a lot to handle Sarah. Anything and I do mean anything you want or need for me to make this easier for you promise me you will ask. No cost will be spared and no expense wasted" Leaning in he pressed his forehead to hers and whispered "You are making me happier then you could know and I want you to know that I am welcoming you not only into my home, but my life. Everything I have is yours and feel free to make use of it" <br><br>Opening her car door he then raised his hand "But again read the instructions if you want to make coffee again" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>02-04-2010, 02:23:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Putting her arms around his neck, Sarah practically knocked him into the car when she flung herself at him, holding on to him and kissing him. She had been filled with so much emotion, was on so much edge that she had to express some of it or she would have burst. She truly loved this man, not because of what he could do for her or give her, but because of how he made her feel, so incredibly wanted and desired and not just as a body in the bed. She truly hoped he wouldn't live to regret his choices in this matter, though she vowed to make certain he wouldn't. <br><br>At the mention of the coffee maker however, Sarah remembered that she'd not yet ordered the piece she'd broken or anything else from the catalogue he'd given her. She'd have to make a mental note to do that in the morning.<br><br>"Actually, I think that machine has steered me to drink tea" <br><br>She got in the car and had to admit she felt a good deal better than she had when they first got to the restaurant. It was an amazing feeling to have someone in your life that knew how to soothe and comfort as he did. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>02-04-2010, 16:16:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she crashe dinto him he met her and wrapped his arms around her. He smiled against her mouth as she kissed him knowing that he must have done something right to make her feel better. It was an amzing feeling to be so elated that you had brought someone else such hapiness. Meeting her outpouring of emotion he waited until she had settled back and then smiling kissed her nose for good measure. <br><br>"Tea is a fine drink, but does not do much to get the engine going in the morning" he told her as he walked arounf the car. Sliding into the drivers seat it did not take long until they were int he alley behind the shop. Gathering her things up with her he helped her carry them up the stairs and then when they got in the apartment he smiled. <br><br>"I guess I already gave you a key a long time ago" he said as he carried her bag to the bedroom. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>02-04-2010, 22:58:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Walking through the front door of the apartment seemed different this time. She wasn't visiting, she was entering to live. Sarah knew he wanted her to feel completely at home there, but she wondered if she'd ever look at it as her place as much as his, and while she doubted it, she would make an effort to relax and be comfortable. <br><br>"You did give me the key yes, along with a list of do's and dont's with it"<br><br>She could still hear his voice in her mind when she thought about it. He didn't want her bringing god only knows who into the apartment and she was pretty sure he was worried that she was going to use it to party while he was on various sales trips. She'd never once abused his trust though, and she knew that had gone a long way with him. It was funny, for so long he'd been one figure in her life and now he'd taken on a completely different role. <br><br>"I guess I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little nervous about this"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>06-04-2010, 00:37:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaking his head he opened the bedroom door. "You should not be. I have been eager for this for quite some time. I have not had a living companion since college and having one that is so gorgeous and smells nice will be a welcome change from the last one trust me" he told her trying to make the mood light. He had made room for her in the closet earlier in the day just in case this had happened and now looking he realized he had cleaned out over half of it in anticipation. <br><br>Walking back to her he picked up some of her things and carried them to the bedroom. Not wanting to press he placed them on the bed and then rubbed his hands together. "So what can I do baby?" he said the word coming to his lips before he thought about it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>07-04-2010, 02:14:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The very fact that he's been eager about it was exactly the reason she was nervous about it. He'd given it so much thought and maybe that meant he had some preconceived notions about how this would all happen, how they would be around each other when they were together almost all the time. She didn't want to mess this up. She knew if she told him that he'd just wave her concerns away, and she'd find a way to squash the bad feelings away herself. She followed him into the bedroom and looked around as they put her&nbsp; things down. She opened the closet and saw all the room he'd made for her, a bit of the tension started to ease. <br><br>"There isn't much to do, not until we move the rest of my stuff here. This has been such a weird night, I'm really glad I'm here, it makes it a great night, but everything that happened earlier....well you know"<br><br>It didn't quite feel real yet, this was still his apartment, she was here, she would live here, but it didn't feel like hers yet. She had to give it time, however Patience was not her strong suit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>09-04-2010, 00:30:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After helping her to take care of her things he excuse himself to the other room. Coming back in with a white box and a bottle of scotch he sat down on the bed. Pouring a couple of small glasses he offered her one. "I know it seems strange right now and that tonight did not go how you hoped it would, but I really think you are making the right choice. I love you and I love that you are stepping up and making the choice to share my entire life with me" <br><br>Raising his glass he slid the white box to her. "I know it does not mean much, but I bought this for you. It's a matching robe to mine. I thought it would be a nice housewarming present" Taking a draw from the glass he hoped she would like it. He was terrible about buying things and when he had went to the store earlier he had spent way to much time looking at the female intimate apparel and imagining her in it. Getting caught by a saleswoman he had become red faced and then bought the most expensive robe they had. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>09-04-2010, 01:24:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah was ridiculously touched by the gift. It was just a robe, a very nice, very thick comfortable robe she realized when she opened the box, but it was that he thought of a little thing like that to make her more comfortable there. She leaned over and kissed him before getting up off of the bed and standing in front of him. One by one she undid the buttons on her blouse before before slipping it down her shoulders and dropping it in his lap, followed by her bra which she unclasped and took off in one quick movement. She took the clip out of her hair and let it fall around her shoulders before easing the skirt she was wearing down to the floor. She stepped out of it, and out of the panties she had on as well. Smiling she took the robe out of its box and slipped it on over her shoulders and tied it at the waist. <br><br>"Well, how does it look?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>09-04-2010, 01:40:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nearly choking on the scotch he had just taken a drink from he started coughing for a moment until he could breath right again. When she started unbuttoning her clothing he just stared his jaw hanging slightly open as he breathed slowly. She was so tight firm and sexy. Her body was the portrait of what he had always desired in a woman and here she was casually.... damn casually.... stripping in front of him. He could feel his heart pounding so hard in his chest he felt like a cartoon.<br><br>Finally she slipped the robe over her shoulders and he was able to blink again. Looking up he was red in the face and without knowing it incredibly hard. Taking a breath he then had to take another sip of the scotch and then finally finding his voice again he nodded "It looks great" he told her his voice sounding weak "Nice and soft?" he added and then took another drink. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>09-04-2010, 02:03:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing his reaction to her undressing only served to fuel her on. If she was going to live here with him, he'd have to get used to the fact that she did get in and out of her clothes, of course, this had been meant to entice him and she'd obviously hit her mark. At the question of it if was soft, she simply had no willpower but to step up close to him and reached her hand down between his thighs. <br><br>"Luckily for me, not at all"<br><br>Sarah took the glass from his hand, took a sip before leaning over and put it down on his bedside table, no, on their bedside table. She wedged herself so she was standing between his legs and took his hands in hers bringing them to the ties of the robe. She had such a desire for him in a way she'd never felt about anyone else before. <br><br>"What do you suppose we should do now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 05:29:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Without another thought he tugged on the tie opening her robe and breathing out slowly. "You are so amazingly beautiful" he told her as he pushed the robe open to view her body. <br><br>He took his time looking her over before he slowly leaned in. Pressing his lips to her stomach he kissed in the area around her navel as his hands moved in to touche her hips. Moving his head down lower he kissed above the small patch of hair over her sex and then breathed in again. Closing his eyes he leaned his face against her stomach and listened to her heartbeating for a moment. Sighing in happiness he then looked up at her. <br><br>"I will do anything Sarah. Anything" he then said and stood up so he was looking down at her. "I love you and you have made me a very happy tonight. I am afraid to show how much what you have done means to me, but I feel like celebrating" Smiling lightly he slid his hands back opening the robe more and then added "And I love the way you wear this. I think it should be a rule that you can only wear it with nothing underneath" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 07:02:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please don't ever be afraid to show me how you feel. I need you to show me how you feel, I need to see it because no one ever showed me before, there was never anyone like you before"<br><br>Sarah doubted that her heart could have been any fuller than it was for him at that moment. He took away her fears of being with him, he took away her fears that she wasn't good enough or smart enough, desirable enough. All she'd ever wanted and needed, even when she didn't realize it, was standing right there in front of her.<br><br>"I love you Marcus, more than I ever thought was possible" <br><br>She wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her lips to his. Sarah knew she'd never be able to tell him how much he meant to her, how much she needed him, but she could show him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 22:23:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The kiss was a long slow lingering one. His hands were softly sliding over the skin of her hips and then across her back touching her. Closing his eyes he reveled in the soft feel of her lips and her body melting against him. He could smell her hair and the soft womanly scent that he had come to love so much coming off of her and it only fueled the desire he was feeling even more. <br><br>When he finally broke the kiss he pulled back enough to look at her and then moved his hands up to her shoulders. Reaching out he slowly moved the robe away form her body until it fell on the floor. Swallowing he took her in and breathed slowly before his eyes wild with desire came to look at her. "Your body is incredible" he whispered softly. Again his hands comae out to grasp her hips, but when he pulled her closer this time his head tilted down to kiss along the top swell of her breasts. <br><br>His fingers gripped into her skin as they stood and his mouth roamed over her tasting her slowly. She was his. She was there now and sharing his life and at that moment he just wanted more of her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 16:05:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a moment where Sarah wondered if he would reject her. Logically she knew he wouldn't, she knew he wanted her, needed her, but there was a little voice inside of her that told her he would turn her out when she was at her most vulnerable. His kisses, touches, being there with her was helping to ease the worry she had inside. She could be strong, because he made her feel strong, she could be confident, because he never made her feel she couldn't do whatever she chose to do. So much of her life had been shaped by him and she doubted he was even aware of it. Was it any wonder she loved him as she did?<br><br>It was a bold move on her part, but she was feeling good, about herself and him, and mostly about them. She pushed him as hard as she could towards the bed so he'd be forced to sit or fall back on it before moving to be on top of him. She wasn't the shy virgin, she wasn't going to act like it. Sarah enjoyed sex, and she enjoyed occasionally being aggressive to get what she'd wanted. Why should now be any exception?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 21:45:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The shove caught him off guard and as he fell back on the bed bouncing slightly he smiled. When she wanted something Sarah was very bold about going after it. He had seen it with her school and her normal life. She seemed to enjoy a challenge and as he looked up at her clibing on top of him he deduced that right now what she wanted was him. <br><br>Licking his lips he moved his hands to her bare ass and squeezed it with both hands. Growling softly in his chest he felt the soft skin give way under his fingers as he pulled her towards his groin with purpose. He wanted her to feel how hard he was for her and that he was liking her coming after him. His eyes continued to drink in her naked body as he looked down at her breasts and then whispered "Feeling bold?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 03:56:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am, have a problem with that?"<br><br>Sarah couldn't help herself once she'd started, and she aimed to finish in the same vain. Feeling rather overdressed, she all but ripped the clothes from his body starting with his shirt and moving down to his pants. She threw them over the side of the bed and practically threw herself on top of him. There was a time she thought for slow and sensual, for making love. That wasn't what she wanted or needed right now. She had a need that only he could fill. She wasn't looking for 'nice' or 'polite' sex, she didn't want romance, she wanted to be taken, fast, hard, to be left breathless. She didn't have a problem though doing the taking if need be. <br><br>She moved herself over him until she had him just where she liked, straddling him, teasing and toying with him a bit. She knew he wanted her as badly as she needed him just then, it was only a question of him taking it. <br><br>"You don't seem to have a problem with it"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-04-2010, 16:25:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Helping her as best he could he soon found himself as naked as she was and his skin pressing to hers. Closing his eyes he took a moment to just enjoy the warm feeling of her body on his. Being close to her was such an amazing feeling and he swore her body radiated warmth into his. When he opened his eyes though he grinned listening to her words. <br><br>He could feel her warm sex rubbing up and down his shaft and he groaned hard. At that point he just wanted to be inside her and feel himself wrapped up in her tight warmth. Biting his lip he pushed his hips up to her and then leveled his gaze on her. "I have no problem at all. Refreshing to know the woman I love wants to be fucked just as badly as I want to fuck her" he grow;ed the last part though as he grabbed her hips. Moving her just right he then pushed his body into position and felt his hardness slide up inside of her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>19-04-2010, 22:32:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah gasped as he grabbed her hips and entered her. He understood exactly what she needed just then, as he always understood what she needed, whether if it was what she wanted or not. Luckily for her, what she needed right now was exactly what she wanted and that was him. Another time she might have taken her time, slowly and seductively moved her hips forward as she raised herself up and down on top of him, driving them both crazy, but tonight, her movements were faster, more decisive. She didn't want games tonight, she wanted satisfaction and was impatient to get it.&nbsp; Leaning down, she crushed her lips to his, there were no soft kisses, only greedy ones. Her fingers dug into his skin as she gripped him and she lost herself in him not letting herself think at all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 03:24:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The way her bvody was rocking up and down him made it so very difficult not to lose control right away. Here was the sexiest creature he had ever imagined and she was using him for raw pleasure. She was fucking him and he could not love it more. Then she crushed her mouth to his and he opened his lips and felt his tongue dance with hers. His entire bodyw as gripped with pleasure as he felt her nails dig into his flesh and a growl came from him.<br><br>Reaching out his hands gripped her ass and tightened down as he started to help and encourage her movements. Soon he was flexing his muscles hard and helping her to lam down even faster on his thick shaft. He swore her cunt got tighter when he squeezed the cheeks of her backside. Tensing he could feel his orgasm spreading across him quickly. Tilting his head away from her mouth his closed his eyes and gritted his teeth grunting hard. Somewhere in his mind he managed to get her name out in a growl of deep pleasure as he felt the start of his orgasm come from him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 03:59:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her body was slick from exertion and she was having trouble catching her breath, and nothing had ever felt better. This was pleasure for pleasures sake, and he filled her in every way, physically, emotionally, he satisfied her like no one ever had. The heat built up inside of her so quickly that when she felt his release, her own ripped through her as she let out a sound that was pure pleasure. <br><br>Collapsing on top of him afterwards she made no attempt to move. She wasn't certain she could have if she'd wanted to. When her breathing came back to normal, she just laid there in contented bliss. She brought her lips to his again though this time more tender, more loving,&nbsp; <br><br>"Should I thank you now? Or just tell you how much I enjoyed you?"<br><br>Propping herself up a bit, she looked down at him, enjoying his face and features, taking all of him in.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 21:53:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he felt his heartbeat start to calm and his breathing start again he kept his eyes closed and let his fingers dance slowly and gently over her back. He could feel just the tiniest sheen of sweat on her and he danced around the soft skin slowly tracing circles until she sat up and spoke to him. The thought of what she was saying making him chuckle. <br><br>"Never do you have to thank me for that. Trust me if anyone should be showering someone with praise it is the other way around" he whispered. Reaching up he touched her chin and then rand his hand down to her hip. Leaving himself in place he licked his lower lip and then raised an eyebrow. <br><br>"In fact if you just want to stay right there for a bit I would not mind at all" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 22:18:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I could stay here like this all night"<br><br>She eased herself back down and let her head rest on his chest. She felt satisfied and sated and now the exhaustion of the day was setting in. It had been quite a night, one she wasn't likely to forget about any time soon. But as bad as some of it had been, it was also the start of her new life here with him. <br><br>"Did I mention I love you tonight?"<br><br>She laid there listening to the sound of his heart beating and soon her breathing started to match his own. It didn't take long before she fell off into a completely contented sleep. If every night was going to end this way, moving it was certainly a good idea.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 22:19:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling he strokedher hair as she lay down on him. It was soft and warm slightly damo with the sweat form their lovemaking and he reveled in running his fingers through it. When he heard her tell him of her love he kissed the top of her head. "I do not think you could ever tell me enough" he whispered. For so long he dreamed of being where he was at that exact moment. When he felt her drift of fhe reached for the covers pulling them over the two of them so she would not get cold. <br><br>He had no idea how long he lay like that. Her warm body was pressed over the top of him and her gentle breathing soothed him. Stroking her hair he simply lay there happily until finally he felt sleep claim him. It was soft and restfull and his arm stayed on her throughout the night. A strange possesive gesture, but one he was doing without even thinking. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 22:59:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah woke some time during the night and eased herself off of him being careful not to wake him. It was quiet in the apartment, unlike her mothers house that was on a street that seemed to be constantly bustling with activity.&nbsp; She'd never liked the quiet all that much for it gave her too much time to do serious thinking. Tonight she couldn't help but think about the choices she'd made in such a short period of time.<br><br>After a few minutes of restlessness, she got up from the bed and headed towards the bathroom. A hot shower would help to clear her mind. She had class in the morning and work in the afternoon, but she was used to surviving on only a few hours of sleep, so she wasn't too worried about it. She took her time enjoying the cascade of the water over her body as she washed the tension away. When she got out, she stood in the room, in the robe he had given her and just watched him sleep for a while.<br><br>Eventually she went into the other room. She wanted some coffee but wasn't about to touch that monstrosity of a machine. When she headed back into the bedroom, she grabbed a pair of jeans and shirt from the pile of her stuff she'd brought with her, slipped her shoes on and back in the hallway grabbed her keys. There was a twenty four hour diner and she could pick up some coffee there and be back in time to throw some breakfast together before her class.<br><br>That was her plan. Sarah thought that some people went through life with a guardian angel on their shoulders, she went through life with a stormcloud over her head. How could she have run out of gas again? She went to get her cell phone from her purse, except she hadn't brought that, just a few dollars in her jeans pocket for the coffee. Then she recalled just a few days before how much Marcus had disapproved of her leaving in the middle of the night without waking him. She was so stupid at times it amazed her. With little to do but walk to the nearest gas station, she got out of the car, locked it, and started on her way.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 22:15:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His sleep was welcome and her soft body moving on him only made him smile. It was hours before he woke and he blinked gently. Being an old man had its disadvantages and waking up in the night to use the restroom was one of them. Blinking gently he then climbed from the bed and stumbled to the toilet. After finishing his business he washed his hands which the cold water woke him up enough that he turned and noticed wet towel and the robe on the hook. Turning his head to the bed he saw it lying empty and stiffened. <br><br>He moved through the apartment and then down to the shop all in the buff as he scrambled for her. Cursing he then climbed the stairs and went to his closet. It was only after he was dressed that he picked up the phone. Dialing her cell phone he turned his head to the table in the kitchen and listened to the tune coming from her purse. Closing his eyes he hung up the cordless and then pushed it back to the cradle. <br><br>Placing both hands on the counter he leaned on it and took a breath. Her first night here with him and she had done the same damn thing. Straightening up he had no idea where he would even start looking. Maybe she had gone back to argue with her mom or was off someplace he had never even heard of. Turning he moved to his coffee machine and started to fire it up. No way he would be able to sleep now. Not until he knew she was safe. Turning on the coffee to brew it he waited until he could get a cup and then headed down to his workshop. With the buzzers on the doors he would be able to tell when she came back and the only way he would stop himself from going insane as he waited for her to return. Picking up an old pocketwatch he torn it open sending the gears spilling across his desktop. Angry already he took a drink of his coffee and then set to work swearing under his breath. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 03:13:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sun hadn't even started to come up yet when Sarah pulled up outside the shop. It had been a long hellish night and she was exhausted from the long walk. She had gotten to the gas station and was lucky in that Joe, the man who worked the night shift and she'd known most of her life, was there and gave her ride back out to her car with a can of gas in the back of the truck. <br><br>When she walked to the door, her hopes of getting back into bed before Marcus woke up were dashed as she saw a light coming from the window. There was nothing she wanted to do less right now than walk through this door. With a deep breath she walked in and went to the workshop where the light was coming from. The sound of the door opening seemed three times as loud to her as it normally did. Standing in the doorway to the workroom she could easily see his mood while he worked.<br><br>"I know you must have been worried waking up and I wasn't there, but I can explain, I was only going to be gone for ten minutes, to get coffee. I'm so sorry"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 06:01:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing the buzzer his eyes turned away for a moment as the door opened. Without turning his head he then adjusted the magnifying spectacles on his face and then turned his eyes back to the torn apart pocketwatch in front of him. He had not been able to focus enough to put the delicate piece back together and now as he adjusted one of the spring screw inside he overtightened and without thinking he snapped the delicate assembly inside. Tightening his jaw he set it down on the workbench and stood up. <br><br>Walking to the doorway he looked down at her and then pulled the glasses off his face letting them hang around his neck on the leather cord. He paused for a moment and then turned back tot he door looking past her. "You could not have known how many nights I lost staring out windows or working in here worrying about you. It was not within me to tell you how much I cared or expect you to know how I worried" he said without looking at her. "Now though you know how I feel. You know I want to share every moment of my life with you and still you shut me out to run off on your own"<br><br>Stepping past her out the door he walked towards the stairs. He was tired. So very tired and now his mind was so relieved that she was safe that the stairs seemed to be twice as tall. "Forget the shop" he said as he climbed. "I am too tired to open and you have class" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 16:43:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah was shocked by his response. She hadn't shut him out, she went out to get coffee. This was what she had talked about, this was what she had meant when she said that she was no good at relationships and she would end up hurting him or pushing him away, but he hadn't listened, he dismissed her fears on that and now look where they were, he could barely even look at her. Sarah had always been an impulsive person, he knew that about her, he couldn't expect her to change everything about herself could he? Had he really wanted her to wake him out of a sound sleep because she wanted coffee and couldn't use his machine? <br><br>Her class wasn't for another couple of hours, but nothing was going to make her walk up those stairs after him just then, the fact that her purse was up there didn't even register in her mind as she turned and left the shop again and drove off. Her books were in the car, so she could get some studying done up at the school before class.<br><br>Concentrating had been near impossible, but she couldn't afford to blow the class off this close to midterms so she tried to push her personal problems out of her mind and pay attention. After her class she drove around for a little while before heading back to his place. When she walked in, she noticed he had in fact not opened the shop. Oh he could keep it closed five out of seven days a week and still turn a really good profit, most of his real business was online sales and private collectors, but, there was something about the store itself that had felt like home that she found she preferred it being open. <br><br>Upstairs, she didn't see him right away and slipped into the living room which was barely used and sat on the couch with one of her books to read. She had a pretty good idea he knew she was there, he always had a sense of her presence, and he would find her when he wanted to talk to her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>14-05-2010, 01:18:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When he reached the bedroom he shook his head growling. How could she not see how irresponsible it was? Falling asleep with the woman you love wrapped up beside you just to wake and find her nowhere in sight was worryign enough, but then to vanish until the sun was up and not expect him to be upset? Growling he stripped off his shirt and then lay down on the bed.<br><br>He fumed for a few more minutes at her response to his anger and then closed his eyes and tried to sleep. At best the hour or so he got was fitful and he soon rose up again not wanting to fight it. Stripping down he took a shower to clear his head. Climbing out he considered opening up, then thinking better of it he simply moved to his upstairs workshop. <br><br>Flicking on the lights to the attic he looked around and smiled. It was odd, but ever since he was little he thought clearer and calmed down when he was working with hsi hands. Picking up a workbelt form the wall he moved across the room to an old wooden and leather horse. Starting to work on the leather he began to poish and work the leather softening the aged material to the soft suppleness of its previous glory. <br><br>When he heard the stairs he knew she ws home and then looked over his shoulder. She would never come up here of that he was certain. Standing up he unhooked thw orkbelt and hung it on its peg. Looking at his hands he noticed the leather stain and varnish on them as he headed down the stairs. Opening the door to the apartment he moved to the sink and began to wash up. Gathering up a towel he walked to the living room still drying his hands. Looking at her he tossed the towel over the back of a chair and then leaned on it. "Good Afternoon" he began quietly "Would you mind if I asked what happened to you in the middle of the night that you did not get back until the sun was creeping up?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 20:33:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She heard him coming down the steps before he came into the living room, though she didn't look up and over at him until he spoke. The last thing Sarah wanted or needed was to see something in his eyes that said he regretted asking her to move in with him.<br><br>Closing her book, she leaned forward to put it on the table in front of her and shifted on the couch so that she was facing him. She wasn't entirely sure how to answer his question and she wondered if he knew how strong an emotion his voice caused when he was spoke as he did. He was soft and quiet, though she doubt she'd ever actually heard him raise his voice, but the amount of disapproval in it spoke louder than if he had screamed at the top of his lungs.<br><br>Sarah would have told him all of this when she had gotten back that morning, but he wasn't ready to hear it. She understood that, she often at times wished she had taken the time to cool off before just reacting to things, but then, she ran on emotions, and he ran on logic and thought.<br><br>"I was only going to be gone ten minutes, back a few hours before you woke up. I couldn't sleep and went out to the diner to get some coffee. I didn't want to wake you since I was going to be right back. I ran out of gas, I forgot to go by the station yesterday as I'd planned to and, well I didn't have my phone with me so I had to walk over to the gas station. Joe was nice enough to give me a can of gas since I didn't have my bag and he knew I was good for it. Then I came back"<br><br>She really didn't know what else she could say. She'd already apologized for worrying him, It occurred to her that he might just freeze her out for a while, or just ask her to leave. She was prepared for either of those to happen, though it would likely kill her if he did tell her to go.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>16-05-2010, 02:10:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Listening calmly his face showed no emotion as she spoke. Waiting until she had finished he then straightened up and walked around the chair. Taking his time he said nothing and settled into it. He looked at her his eyes and face betraying nothing as he then leaned back. Licking his lips he drew in and out a breath before he looked away and then began to speak. <br><br>"Sarah, I do not know everything about you and the same is of course true in reverse. One of the hardest obstacles we are going to have to overcome is taking two self reliant individual minded people and turning them into a couple. The best way I can think of to do this is trust. I know that I should trust you enough to wake up in the morning and have you be gone yet be certain that you are coming home to me. The problem is that I do not have that faith yet. I just found the love I have waited my entire life for and I am terrified that it might vanish again and I would have to go back to my life the way it was. When I wake up and you are not there it terrifies me that it could have all been a dream and I will have to go back to watching and loving you while saying nothing" <br><br>Turning to face her then his face showed its age and lines. "Sarah if you want a cup of coffee I want you to wake me up. If you can not sleep I want to be with you. DO you really think I would not have happily taken the two of us out for a cup of coffee to hold your hand and look into your eyes?" <br><br>He waited a moment and then finally his face lightened "Did you Joe back today?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>16-05-2010, 16:13:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah listened to everything he had to say, but she had&nbsp; trouble understanding it all. She loved him yes, but she knew she couldn't spend every waking moment that she wasn't in classes with him. She'd suffocate like that, she needed her space as well no matter how much she wanted to be with him. At the moment though, she didn't feel it was the time to say that, right now she wanted to smooth this patch of bumpy road over so they could, hopefully, move forward. <br><br>"No, not yet. I didn't come back up here before I left for my classes so I still didn't have my bag with me. I'll stop by there tomorrow on my way out and pay him then"<br><br>There was a part of her that whispered in her ear that this was precisely the reason she'd avoided relationships all these years. That her mother had it right, men demanded too much from you if you gave them your heart. Give a little they take a lot. No, she didn't want to think that, because Marcus was one of the most generous people she'd ever met. He'd opened himself up to her completely, she just didn't know if she could do the same for him, if she was even capable of that.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>16-05-2010, 17:53:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fair enough" he nodded and then callped his hands together and stood up. Walking over to sit beside her on the couch he slid an arm around her and pulled her close. He wanted this to be done with. He was still not sure what he had said was clear or not. It was not that she had left it was that she was gone and he knew nothing about where she was. It would hardly be possible for him to keep up with her hours or youth, but he was going to try that was for sure. <br><br>"So in the future if you want to go out just please let me know or for the love of pete remember your cell" he said smiling. Then he squeezed her and added "You know we could go shopping today. Now that this is your home as much as mine we could go spend a large sum of my money on getting things for you here to make you feel more at home" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-05-2010, 02:34:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah could tell that he wanted to put this entire incident behind them and move forward as if nothing had happened, and she would try to do her best to do just that, but the entire thing left her feeling a bit uneasy. There was more she felt she should be saying, but it all got jumbled up. <br><br>"I don't know, I have a lot of reading to do, midterms are coming up and all. Besides, there really isn't anything you need for here, its fully decorated and it suits you pretty well"<br><br>There was that and she already knew that he would be appalled at some of the knick knacks she liked to keep around her room at her mothers house. They were anything but the tasteful and carefully picked pieces he had around his apartment. She liked the whimsical and fun. While he'd given her a real appreciation for the finer pieces, she did have her own personal style that just wouldn't fit here. She wondered, not for the first time, how she herself was going to fit into his life.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-05-2010, 03:19:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Listening to her he got discouraged, but set his jaw. This was something he wanted to do. She was giving up so much of her life and here he was still having everything he had and doing nothing but gaining her. Nodding his head he slid his arm out from around her. "I understand. Schoolwork comes first of course" he said as he stood up. "I do need to go to the store for dinner though. Any suggestions or anything you might need?" Walking across the room he waited listening to her answer as he picked up his keys. <br><br>Waiting until she had answered he then headed out and down the stairs. Taking the car past the normal market where he picked up his things he headed out to the turnpike and to the large shopping center. Taking a breath he got out and started into the Bed Bath and Beyond. Selecting a young saleswoman he asked for her assistance and guiding around the store he soon had an overflowing cart of sheets, towels, and various sundries for her. Loading up the car he then went to the large grocery store next door. After getting his usual things he followed a younger couple around and purchased several of the same items they had and placed them in the cart. <br><br>Driving back home he had been gone for quite some time and then was setting as he pulled down the street and into the alley. This was going to take him a couple trips of that he was sure. As he started up the stairs with his first armload he hoped the gesture would mean something to her. He hoped she would see how much he wanted her to truly feel at home. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-05-2010, 04:14:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He hadn't been gone but ten minutes when she heard the knocking coming from downstairs at the back entrance to the residence. Most people didn't even know it was there, as it saved them from having to deal with people wanting to come intro the shop when going in or out of the apartment. Figuring his hands were full she made her way downstairs. As if her day hadn't started out bad enough, seeing her mother standing there with bags full had been the last straw. <br><br>"What are you doing here?"<br><br>"If you're determined to throw your life away and shack up with that man, then do it, but you wont keep your things at my house if you do. Its all here, every last thing from your room"<br><br>She hefted bag after bag out of the trunk of her car and dropped them on the ground outside of the door before leaving. No hug or well wishes for her only child, only disdain.&nbsp; Sarah was in the process of hefting all the bags upstairs when she saw Marcus driving up. Putting the bag back down she walked over to his car where he was pulling out a bunch of bags himself.<br><br>"Whats all this?"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-05-2010, 04:22:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Blinking at the bags he noticed by the back door he decided not to say a word. Looking at her he grinned he was very proud of what he had done today and hoped she would see just how much she meant. "Well <em>this</em>" he said accenting the word "is my way of trying to show you that you do not need to live in a stuffy old man apartment. I want you to make our home as much yours as it is mine. So I spent a good amount of time and money at the stores since you had to study getting some things that should make you feel more at home" <br><br>Reaching into the bag he showed her the bag of Cheetos he had right on top "Even adding some foods that have never seen the inside of this building" He said with a grin. He looked over at all her bags then and then back at her "I guess I should ask you the same question" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>17-05-2010, 22:39:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah looked over at the bags and saw various things that caught her eye. Bright colors, fun designs, things that suited her to perfection. He really did know her, the cheetos however made her laugh. The laughter was good for she felt her eyes starting to fill with tears a bit at the amount of trouble he'd gone through for her. <br><br>"You did all this for me?"<br><br>She still had trouble wrapping her mind around how much another person could care for her, it still seemed surreal. <br><br>Looking over to her pile of bags that her mother left off it was a strange realization that, as much as her mothers attitude had hurt, she wasn't alone, she wouldn't ever be alone as long as she had him. <br><br>"That...that is my stuff that my mother was.....kind enough to drop off for me. At least it saved me a trip"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-05-2010, 23:20:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He could see the hesitation that she had when she referred to her mother bringing the things over. Deciding that she had spoken enough on it and they had enough drama for the day as it was he simply nodded and smiled. "Well that is nice. We can get all this in and then you can" he stopped and raised an eyebrow then grinned "Now you <em>will</em> make that stuffy museum up there more into a home then it ever has been" <br><br>Walking to the door with an armload of bags he grinned. "And do not worry the shop and my work areas are going to stay the same so you need not worry about muscling me out" As he started up the stairs with his arms laden with heavy bags he called back down "I can even let you take over some of the upstairs if you want" <br><br>He did not care about private space anymore. He had been alone for so long and able to have his own things and own way that hew as welcoming the chance for the change. He felt great as he climbed the stairs the thoughts of her being gone this morning pushed form his head as he settled down a load onto the kitchen table and then almost bounded back down the stairs to gather up another. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>18-05-2010, 19:37:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't mind the stuffy museum as he'd put it, she thought as she watched him disappear up the stairs, but if he wanted her to make this a home that she was comfortable in, who was she to complain about that? She really was lucky, she thought.<br><br>Sarah helped him unload the trunk and bring her own bags upstairs. As they started going through them, she was amazed at how much stuff he'd gotten. She wasn't sure but she thought she saw him cringe a bit when he looked at some of things she had in her own bags, though she could have easily assured him that she had no intention of putting out most of the items she knew he'd hate. The upstairs, and she assumed that room he had that used to be locked, well she had no intention of doing anything to it. She might be in it with him, but that's his space, she wouldn't encroach on his area there.<br><br>"You know, if I do start putting my things around here, we'll have to paint or none of it will match"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 04:26:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thinking for a moment he looked at the walls. He was a bit tired from carrying everything up the stair, but there was no way in hell he was going to admit to that. There was no chance he wanted Sarah to think of him as being old. Old men get tired carrying things up the stairs and he did not want her thinking of him as an old man. His knee twinged slightly on the third trip up the stairs and he cursed himself for getting out of his routine of jogging to stay in shape. <br><br>Reaching into the bags he pulled out a bundle of grapes and munched on a few while he looked at the walls "To be honest" he said between bites "I do not think I have ever painted them. Far as I can recall this was the color it was when I moved in. So if you think I am going to object to that your crazy" <br><br>Turning to her he winked and then started to take care of the rest of the groceries. "Long as it is not purple then you can do whatever you want" he said. Reaching in he took the single cup coffee machine he had purchased out and put it on the counter. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>20-05-2010, 22:42:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah's hand moved over the box holding the new coffee machine. It made a single cup at a time which was perfect for her, it was easy to use, no fancy buttons on it and she was speechless. She walked over to him and pulled the grapes from his hands before wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him. It was such a small thing and yet it meant the world to her.<br><br>"Thank you"<br><br>She finished helping him unpack everything he'd bought and then started to tackle her own things. Her mother had taken no care at all in packing up her things. Dirty clothes were mixed together with clean things, meaning it would all have to be washed again, Cd's were tossed into bags where half of them were out of their cases, pictures were ripped, it was a mess. Sarah was determined it wasn't going to ruin her day. <br><br>It had been rocky enough, she decided to put everything else out of her mind and concentrate on having a decent evening with Marcus, though she could see he was tired. She was going to have to make sure that he took care of himself and got a good amount of rest, she knew he had been up half the night thanks to her. <br><br>"What do you say you go and relax a bit and I'll throw something together for dinner?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>20-05-2010, 23:43:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling her welcomed her embrace and held her softly. Putting his forhead against her he closed his eyes and was thankful that he had done something right. "Your welcome love" he told her softly and then straightened up. "I made sure to buy lots of different kinds of the discs so you could find the ones you liked the most" <br><br>Taking care of most of the items he had bought he already noticed one difference in the apartment. His world had been one of simple earth colors, but now the apartment popped with vibrant colors. Yellow towels and purple rugs with flowers decorated the kitchen floors. Looking around he saw her start to look through her private things and moved away slowly. He was not about to dig into her personal effects until she asked for or wanted his help. <br><br>Blinking he turned to look at her. He had never thought of sitting down while she worked, but he was not about to offend her. "Allright" he said and walked by her to the living room. When he passed her he reached out and brushed his hand across her shoulder. He liked being able to walk by and just reach out to feel her. As he walked into the living room he settled onto the couch and close his eyes rubbing his forehead. It had been a long day and he had slept through a chunk of it. Adventure has a way of taking the energy out of you and as he settled in he picked up the book he had been working through slowly and began to skim the pages. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>21-05-2010, 03:46:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once she was alone in the kitchen, Sarah took a good look around before she decided on what to make for dinner. It occurred to her that she could hospitalize them both if she wasn't careful as the kitchen was not her strongest room to be in, but she wanted to do something nice for him. <br><br>It was hard to start calling this her kitchen now too, but she knew she needed to start thinking about it in that light. This was her home, and hadn't he just gone out and spent a fortune and a lot of time in buying things he thought would please her? She didn't deserve him she thought, for the millionth time.<br><br>She settled on some comfort food and made them grilled cheese sandwiches and soup. While she browned the bread in the skillet she took a look at the coffee maker he'd bought her, sorted through the little packets of single serve coffee's he'd picked out and brewed herself a cup. Its possible it tasted like any old cup of coffee but for her, it was the sweetest cup she'd had. <br><br>While she had a feeling Marcus was a keep the food in the kitchen kind of guy, she loaded up a tray with two plates and the bowls of soup, her coffee and a glass of water for him before heading into the living room with it.<br><br>"Dinner is served. Its nothing special, but its something I can cook without setting your....our kitchen on fire"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>23-05-2010, 06:22:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Closing his book he say forward and helped her to set everything out on the table. Grinning he made room for her to sit down and smiled at her. "It looks great baby. Thank you" he said with a smile before dipping the sandwich into the soup and taking a bite. Inside he did not much care how the dinner tasted. She had cooked for him and had finally referred to something as being hers as much as his. He was hoping his little shopping trip had made the difference and that now things would start to be more comfortable. <br><br>Eating silently he was almost finished before turning to her. "I like this. Simple, but very tasty"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 22:15:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah took a few bites and then sat back and watched him eat, she actually found it very satisfying to watch him eat something she prepared and not make a face trying to choke it down. Her own appetite wasn't completely there, but then she never ate much at any one meal, preferring to snack throughout the day and indulge her seemingly endless sweet tooth. <br><br>"I really am sorry about this morning, I didn't want to worry or upset you"<br><br>She was glad they could put it behind them and hoped she wouldn't keep doing things that were inconsiderate, or at least that he would take that way. <br><br>"I only have one class tomorrow, so I can be in the shop the rest of the day and we can make up whatever work needed to be done today then"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 22:31:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dipping his sandwich in the soup and taking a bite he seemed to think for a moment his eyes rolling to the side. Swallowing he shook his head. "Client contacts mostly" he told her about the work. "And I need to get the word out on some of the newer items" <br><br>Setting down his food satisfied and not wanting to stuff himself he shifted and looked at her. "As for the other I just want to make sure you did not misunderstand. I am all for you going out and getting a cup of coffee. I love your impulsive nature and delight in it most times, but just let me know" Reaching out he took her hand and squeezed it "A note, a nudge, or maybe remembering to take that darn phone of yours" <br><br>Rubbing his thumb over the back of her hand he then leaned in closer "But thank you" he said softer "And thank you for dinner. I forget how tasty some of the most simple things can sometimes be" He also wanted to mention it would go perfect with the Ice cream he had purchased earlier, but he kept that to himself. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 23:20:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, let me get these dishes out of the way"<br><br>She piled up his plate and bowl and her own which was still mostly full, putting it all on the tray and taking it back to the kitchen. While he had a dishwasher, the simple act of washing the dishes gave her a chance to keep her hands busy and think about some things that were weighing on her mind. <br><br>Sarah found she was entirely confused about their relationship. One day he's telling her about how much he wanted that 'special' type of relationship with her, and now it seemed he didn't. When she had disappeared the last time without leaving him a note, he had corrected her for it, this time he not only let it go, but bought a ton of house items to make it feel more hers. Did that mean he didn't want to be bothered any longer? <br><br>When she realized what her thoughts were she did her best to push it out of her mind knowing she was insane for the thoughts she'd had. She just didn't like the not knowing where things stood. Well she was nothing if not adaptable, so she did just as she'd said and pushed the thoughts out of her mind. She brewed herself another cup of coffee while she was putting the dishes away before going back out to the living room.<br><br>"Its pretty early still, did you have any work to get done tonight? Or just relax?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 18:56:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching her go he smiled. She was becoming more comfortable and he was glad to see it. She was a riddle to him and the more he learned about her the more he wanted to know. Picking up his book again he flipped through the pages, but found he was unable to concentrate. His mind was wandering to her soft supple neck and skin. He had not been this horny for a prolonged time since hew as a teenager, but now that the world was outside and she was here with him he could not help but want her. <br><br>When she came back in he looked up and snapped his book shut. "Actually a bit of both. I would like to show you something I have been working on" he told her. Standing up he took her hand and let her out of the living and then up the stairs. Pausing at the top he unlocked the door and opened to his secret room. Leading her inside he shut the door and flipped the lights on. Walking across the room he pulled out the leather horse he had been working on earlier. <br><br>"This piece as far as I can tell is from the middle of the nineteenth century. The wood is very old, but still solid and I am guessing the leather has been replaced. I found it in the back of a antique shop and the man there assumed it was for horses tack or something. The truth is this is actually a piece that was used for my tastes" He kneeled down and pointed to a symbol on the lower leg. "This here indicates that it was made around that time and somewhere in New England. I do not know more, but you can see the metal rungs here on the legs are for restraints" <br><br>Turning to look at her he wondered what she would say and her response to his enthusiasm. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 21:27:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her reaction to what he was showing her was mixed. The part of her that had been studying antiquities with him for the last five years was intrigued and she crouched down beside him to look at the symbol that was carved into the wood.<br><br>Then part of her was happy to see him look so excited over something. It was obvious he'd put a lot of care into the piece, though she knew little about horses or the tacking for them, so didn't really understand how it would be for horse lovers, but she didn't dwell on that for too long. <br><br>Sarah's eyes went a little wide at the little metal loops that you could clip restraints into. She took a step back after standing up and looked over it again and though it took her a few minutes to visualize exactly how such a thing would be used for his 'tastes' as he put it, she got the picture. A slight blush came over her as she tried to imagine what they would have to be like.<br><br>"Well its umm...its ....quite a piece. How long have you been working on restoring it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 00:04:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Straightening up he took his eyes off the piece and focused them on her. He was string with a small smile as he spoke watching her every reaction. "I have had it for about five years now. Reapplied softer leather. Redid the padding in the top and sides. Restored the wood along the legs and attached new metal rings that were not rusted" <br><br>Moving across the room he opened a cabinet. "After acquiring it I spent some time finding the perfect things to compliment it. I acquired a set of leather wrist and ankle manacles form around the same period and have redone and restored the leather in them. A rough piece of hemp rope was needed and I purchased it and cut it to the proper lengths for restraint on the device. This would nearly force anyone to stay in the position required by the horse. Finally I purchased a wide leather belt, that had to be custom made, that would keep the prisoner held down around the middle so they could not arch away from whatever was happening to them"<br><br>Standing back he took a breath and then let it out slowly "All in all I would say a collector with knowledge would value this particular piece at around five thousand dollars. Possibly more if it was in the realm of interest" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 03:29:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah's eyes went a little wide as he described the different pieces and what they were for on the contraption. She ran her fingers over the leather padding and tried to imagine what someone who was tied down to it, helpless to move would be feeling. She was positive she never wanted to find out first hand, she was mostly positive, okay so she was a tiny bit curious, but she kept her face blank of expression. <br><br>"Are you going to sell it then? You've put so much time and work into it"<br><br>She would have been surprised if he was going to sell it. There was something in his eyes when he was talking her though how it all worked. It wasn't clear to her if he was deliberately not looking in her direction while he did so that he wouldn't scare her off or perhaps he wasn't thinking about her in that vain at all, but it did make her wonder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 03:34:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking in a long deepbreath he let it out slowly and made a small face. His eyes burned into hers then and held them not looking away or allowing her to. "Possibly" he told her and then seeming as though a match had been lit he came closer to her. "You see Sarah I was never planning on selling any of this collection. The hope, the dream, was to find someone to share all of this with. To find someone who got butterflies in her stomach when I talked about the things this bench meant. To have her shiver at the feel of soft silk ropes. To be with someone who when I came to them and whispered my intent would feel the hairs on her neck stand on end" <br><br>Smiling slightly he took another step closer "Tell me the truth Sarah. I love you. I need you. I truly feel like I can have no other, but I want to know" He whispered then standing just in front of her "Are you that girl?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 03:58:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				If the hairs on the back of her neck weren't standing up when he spoke about the contraption and what his intent was with it, they were now as he stood there, looking at her the way he was looking at her. His eyes pierced right through her. <br><br>How was she to answer that. She wanted to be that girl for him, but she was still so uncertain about everything. She trusted him with her life, she wanted and needed to try to be that girl for him, because he had given her so much, what kind of woman would that make her if she didn't at least try. <br><br>"Alright, the truth then, because I cant lie to you"<br><br>Which was true. While Sarah had been a champion liar when she wanted to be, she had never once in five years been able to lie to Marcus even the slightest bit convincingly. <br><br>"I want to be, I want to try, but I just don't know yet, because its so new. But I really want to be"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 05:08:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stepping even closer he hovered over the top of her. Holding himself there a moment he then leaned down. His lips found hers and he gently kissed her. The kiss was soft and gentle, but something about it burned as he tasted her lips. Pulling back slowly he broke the kiss and licked his lips. His eyes met hers again and he waited a beat. His heart was pounding and he had begun to sweat. <br><br>"Strip" he told her softly and then he turned away. Walking to the cabinet he begin to gather a few items. His hands shook slightly and he wondered if he was doing the right thing. Setting his jaw he did not risk turning to look at her in case she was not complying or had walked away. When he had the cuffs the rope and strap in hand he moved back over and stood by the horse. Setting the rope and strap down on a nearbytable he then moved closer with the leather cuffs. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 14:45:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had said it so softly that at first she thought she'd imagined that he'd said it. She stood there for a few moments without moving, watching him go to the cabinet and start to pull out a few things. Her eyes glanced back to the strange piece of furniture and then back to him. <br><br>Piece by piece she started to remove her clothes, though she noticed her hands were trembling a bit. She had to keep reminding herself how much she trusted Marcus, because the thought of being bound to that thing was making her extremely nervous and her stomach was in knots. She could say no, she had that option to say no and put this out of her mind for good, but she had a feeling she would be depriving both of them if she did that. She had meant it when she said she'd wanted to see where this would lead, but the nerves were there nonetheless. <br><br>Standing there in front of him with nothing on, she felt a chill come over her that only doubled when he approached her with the cuffs in hand. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>31-05-2010, 18:28:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he came back to her he reached out and touched her cheek softly with his free hand. "Rose" he told her as his thumb stroked her cheek gently "Say the word and it all stops" He was looking into her eyes when he told her this letting her know if she was terrified he would indeed stop everything. <br><br>After that he reachedout and and pulled her right arm out in front of her. Fastening the leather cuff around her wrist she found the inside was soft and lined with what felt velvet. The cuffs were designed for rich and it would not do for someone of that class to have marks on their skin. After finishing fastening one wrist he proceeded to the other and tightened it down snugly. Taking the remaining cuffs he then kneeled down in front in her. Fastening each of her ankles in the leather bindings he then stood back up. <br><br>Reaching out he pressed his hand to her back and firmly pushed her towards the wooden item. Pushing her over the padded top of the bench she found it right at her hips. His hand on her back pushed her to bend over the padding letting her feel the cool leather on her skin. Walking around her then he picked up two of the large pieces of hemp rope and kneeled down in front of her. Reaching out he started to wind the rope through the rings at her wrists and knot the rough rope.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>02-06-2010, 04:06:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The word he gave her was on her lips, but she knew she wouldn't use it unless she desperately had to. This was something too important to him to let a bit of fear of the unknown stop her from doing this for him. It was possible if she let herself relax, that she might even enjoy it herself.<br><br>Sarah realized she was holding her breath when it all came out in a rush as he bent her down over the leather surface. Never had she felt so exposed or vulnerable and she wondered in a thousand ways what he was going to do to her once he was finished binding her. Her heart was racing a bit, but it didn't occur to her to be afraid or&nbsp; to try and stop it. He wouldn't hurt her, he would never truly hurt her. The words rang in her ears as she thought them. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 02:20:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After working to secure her wrists he stood back up. Walking around to the table he picked up the remaining rope. Kneeling down he secured her ankles to the device as well he made sure the rope was knotted deep so she could not truly move. Her arms were stretched tightly and her legs as well. Moving to the table he picked up the wide leather strap he came back over to her. <br><br>"Now try and take a deep breath and hold it otherwise this is going to make it difficult to breathe" he told her. Working he wrapped the strap around the horse and then up and around her back tightening it down she could feel her body pressing down to the leather on top of the strange device. She was fully secured now. Her head was still mobile, but that was about all. He tried his damnedest to get his hands to stop shaking with excitement, but as he pulled his hands away from the buckle securing the strap he felt them flutter. <br><br>Turning he walked to the cabinet. He had her secured now. She had not objected and he planned on taking this all the way. Collecting a few more items he then came back towards her a small chain seen dangling from his hand. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 22:49:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah had felt exposed before, but when he attached the leather strap around her, she felt truly helpless and it wasn't a feeling she was used to. When she let her breath go, she could see why he had told her to take a deep one, for when she did she saw how tight it was. There wasn't an inch of room for her to move. <br><br>Outwardly she was as steady as she could be, inside, she was a raw mass of nerves. She had no idea what he was going to do to her. He could do whatever it was he pleased and there was nothing she could do to stop him, well that wasn't true, she could say that one word, and she reminded herself again she wouldn't do that no matter what.<br><br>Craning her neck, she tried to see what he had brought with him when he walked back over to her but she couldn't make anything out. She decided she was going to make herself crazy like this and instead closed her eyes and took as deep a breath as she could to steady her nerves.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>07-06-2010, 21:42:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moving to his knees in front of her he tilted his head to the side. Waiting a moment until she raised her head he then placed his finger under her chin to help her meet his eyes. "Usually the" he paused and took in a deep breath and then let it out "slave would be gagged at this point to stop the complaining of more moans that might come about. For now though I will not be doing that. I am curious as to what your reactions will be, so that will be for another time" <br><br>Opening his hand he showed a set of small clamps with rubber bits on the end. There were screws and a silver chain connecting them that dangled down from his hand as he held them for her to see. Opening one up he then moved it toward her breast. Reaching up with his other hand he teased her nipple with his fingers stretching it out gently. With the clip open he reached up and closed the clamp over it. It was tight, but not as tight as it could have been. <br><br>Letting go of that clamp he opened the other clamp and soon after working the nipple again it was clipped as well. Swallowing he touched the chain and watched it swing back and forth between her breasts. "If you think this is something wait until I take them off" he whispered to her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Precious Things (Kertaro &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>09-06-2010, 03:10:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It surprised her, much as it had the first time he'd brought her up to this room, the very change in his demeanor. He'd always had a strength about him, but he seemed more confident, more in control, if she hadn't been bound to this device, she would have found it hard to keep her hands off of him. Her eyes went a little wide when he said that usually slaves would be gagged. She hadn't thought of herself in that light, and wondered if that's what he saw in that moment. She was new to all this and still had a lot to learn, but she trusted him. <br><br>Sarah had a really good idea of what those clamps were for but it hadn't prepared her for the sensation she had when he'd clipped it on. She gasped at the first one but was better prepared for the second one. She didn't want to know what he meant by what he said about taking them off. The longer they stayed on the less intense the shock of pain was and she started to relax again, though in the back of her mind she knew that was probably a mistake. 
			</dd>
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